mistaken for disaster

Chapter 12

It's not easy to hide in the house and wait for the meal to open your mouth.

Ning Yue sat at the small table, peeling garlic was the only work he did for this dinner.

Wearing an apron, Lu Feizhou was cutting tofu, blanched it in the pot, and then chopped the onion and ginger for later use. He turned around and asked Ning Yue for garlic, but found that the man was in a daze.

"What do you think?"

Ning Yue suddenly came back to his senses: "Oh, no."

As he spoke, he held the garlic cloves to Lu Feizhou, and watched him occupy his stove in an unusually unsuitable manner, waving the kitchen knife and seasoning ingredients in an orderly manner. The hands that once modified the structure diagram for him are now making a crown for him. A rewarding dinner.

It's unbelievable.

Will it be true that one day, as he imagined, those hands put down the ruler and pen, and then ---

"What are you thinking about?" Lu Feizhou laughed, "Where did the soul go?"

Missing a heartbeat, Ning Yue awkwardly scratched his knees in the primary school student's sitting posture, and lied to him: "Oh... I'm a little tired. I've been busy all afternoon. I just went down to throw out the trash and felt like I couldn't walk anymore."

"Then eat more later."

Ning Yue's "Oh" was covered by the sound of Zila cooking incense, and he was dazed again, his eyes fell on Lu Feizhou's back in a daze, his sense of smell caught the smell of fireworks for a long time, there was the smell of rice stewed in a rice cooker, and there was The spicy flavor of the bean paste simmered on a low heat after adding water.

What kind of psychedelic development is this?Maybe than those hands put down the ruler and pen, and--

"I'm here to look for you, answer the phone quickly, I'm here to look for you, answer the phone quickly."

Lu Feizhou was amused by the ringtone of the call. While washing shallots, he listened to Ning Yue apologizing to the other party, saying that he couldn't go on, but forgot to cancel the order.

After hanging up the phone, Lu Feizhou asked, "What's wrong?"

"I was going to the barber shop."

However, some people say that my hair is cute, so I seem to be reluctant to cut it.

"But I'm too lazy to go."

Ning Yue prevaricated with a reason that was not a lie, and explained: "I thought it would be automatically voided if it was overdue, but I didn't expect Teacher Tony to be waiting for me."

Thicken the cornstarch, collect the juice on high heat, put on a plate and sprinkle with chopped green onion.

Lu Feizhou brought the tofu, which was very attractive in appearance, to the table: "Then let's go together when we have time."

Ning Yue didn't say a word, he stood up and took care of the work: "I'll serve the meal."

There is also a bowl of shrimp and egg custard in the rice cooker, which is golden.

In the past, grandma would steam a bowl every three to five times. After steaming, she would scoop up a little lard with the tip of a spoon and bury it in it. Ning Yue would hold the rice bowl and wait patiently. When the lard was melted, he would be able to eat delicious Egg custard bibimbap.

Always miss.

Although the current ones are definitely not as good as grandma's, it shouldn't be a problem to order takeaway.

Lu Feizhou told him: "Be careful, slow down."

Ning Yue whispered back: "You will think I am clumsy."

Lu Feizhou was in a good mood when he heard that, and handed him a plate of zucchini fried meat, and said, "There is also winter melon soup."

All are home-cooked dishes, and no matter how delicious the takeaway is, it can't give this kind of satisfaction.

Ning Yue held the bowl to keep warm, and lost his mind again.

The takeaway is not delicious, it is only fresh for three days, and if you order two more times, you will get tired of it. Ning Yue can recite the menus of the merchants within the delivery range.

Yesterday he threatened people to move away. If he really moved away, maybe tonight, it's either instant noodles or a hot pot.

Ning Yue blinked vigorously, his eye sockets were unbearably hot, and his stomach joined in the fun, growling.

When Lu Feizhou took the time to look back, he saw the people at the table buried their faces as if they were praying. He slightly bent his lips and asked, "Are you tired and sleepy?"

"…no."

"That is?"

He denied it, but he didn't want to tell the truth, for fear of being hypocritical and revealing his fragility.

Ning Yue used Internet jokes to perfunctory: "There is no fish in fish-flavored shredded pork."

Lu Feizhou: "Huh?"

"Ma Po tofu doesn't have mapo either."

Lu Feizhou understood, and said with a smile: "There is no lion in the braised lion's head."

"There are no ants when ants climb trees."

Lu Feizhou froze and didn't pick up, so he simply gave up and sat down opposite Ning Yue with a specially bought bowl of soup: "Let's start."

Ning Yue's heart was still boiling, and he pretended that he didn't care. He took a bite of tofu and asked, "When did you learn how to cook?"

"Is it okay, taste?"

"good."

Ning Yue didn't want to praise him saying "too delicious", and said flatly: "Not enough spicy, not enough, there really is no mapo."

Unexpectedly, Lu Feizhou was quite satisfied, nodded and laughed: "You have acne on your chin, you should eat less spicy food."

Ning Yue: "..."

Lu Feizhou saw that he was killing himself with his eyes, and then he replied: "I resigned not long after you left the job, and the new unit after that does not include food and lodging, so I will rent the house by myself and rent it as a whole."

"Isn't that great? Why don't you stay?"

"The landlord has repossessed the house."

"Then... why did you resign?"

Lu Feizhou served him a small bowl of soup, and continued to respond with mixed words: "Do you still remember you flicking your cigarette butt at me on the rooftop? I thought about it later, and I found that what you said was not wrong. I have bad character. , the interpersonal relationship is not very good, and those people who work with me seem to have a lot of complaints about me."

Ning Yue ate the rice with a big mouthful, and could not stop the aroma, while listening with his ears pricked up.

"I've been there since the internship, and I feel that I've stayed there for so many years. Since my colleagues don't want to see me, I should use it as a springboard. So I submitted my resignation and handed over the job."

Lu Feizhou looked at Ning Yue presumptuously, and suddenly changed the subject: "Is it delicious?"

Ning Yue couldn't hold back his words, didn't stop, and revealed his secret: "Yeah!"

Lu Feizhou was so complacent, he took the opportunity to please him: "Let me out of the little dark room, okay?"

Ning Yue was so angry that he blamed others, and pretended to be stupid: "What kind of dark room?"

"WeChat, text messages, phone calls. It doesn't matter if other QQ, Weibo, and various mailboxes are hacked for the time being."

"Oh."

Ning Yue scooped up a spoonful of egg custard to mix with bibimbap, his mouth softened when he ate people, and he said provocatively, "It's a good idea."