sinovels Chapter 37 Little Love Little Love
Chapter 37 Little Love Little Love
After Valentin finished speaking, he put on his coat, washed up indiscriminately, and was about to go out. When he closed the door, he routinely waved goodbye to me.And I stood at the door, my mind was dazed, and I felt a little ashamed to bother him with my little love and love compared to these experiences, so I didn't dare to kiss him.
It was only six o'clock, and I went back to bed to catch up on sleep, but couldn't sleep at all.His story was too unimaginable. After listening to it, I didn't feel at ease. Instead, I thought about it over and over again, and my mind was in a mess. I had a dream in a daze. I dreamed that Valentin was fighting with someone, and he punched someone and knocked his nose. Oh, the big nose of the Russian, like a bloody dick hanging on the face, and then I somehow dreamed of Valentin being fucked, and I was riding so hard that I wanted to see the waves, and I lifted the quilt to see , that nose really became a big dick, which made him groan again and again.I was so scared that I woke up all of a sudden. When I woke up, I was dripping with cold sweat. I thought that the pressure was too great, and all the messy things went into my head.
After I regained my senses, I heard noises outside. I took the phone and saw that it was only twelve o'clock in the noon. Valentin usually doesn't go home at this time.I got up suspiciously and opened a crack in the door, trying to see who it was, but as soon as I opened the door, I was overwhelmed by the smell of spices. However, after a few sniffs, my nose was sour, and I almost shed tears—isn’t it The lo-mei that I miss day and night!
I rushed out the door in a hurry, and the sight in front of me stunned me even more. The familiar smell did not come from the takeaway or the dining car on the street, but from the pot of things that Valentin was cooking in front of me.Hearing the noise, he turned his head and glanced sideways: "Are you up?"
I got behind him and stretched my neck to probe: "What are you doing?"
The pot is a vertical pot, used by Russian farmers to cook potatoes, the kind that can cook half a person. I don’t even know when he moved it home.I saw that the pot was pitch black, bubbling, and when stirred with a spoon, there were all kinds of fragrant leaves and star anise, which was as much as half of the pot.
My mind was sleepy, and the first picture that flashed was actually taking a medicinal bath at noon, so I asked without thinking, "Do you want to take a bath?"
He gave me an inexplicable look, as if I had told a bad joke, then turned and walked to the other end of the kitchen clattering through the plastic sheeting.I looked around and found that the kitchen looked like a battlefield, and there was a row of sub-super bags on the bar, which must have been there after he got off work at noon.
"Let's open and open." He came over carrying two whole pieces of pork ribs, and dipped them into the pot with a bang, which made me groan, thinking that this pot of star anise was not for people to bathe.
At this time, I heard someone speaking Chinese on his mobile phone on the table. I looked over and saw that it was a cooking tutorial. Then I suddenly realized that I was so moved that I couldn’t speak. It turned out that this guy also knew that he was wrong, and he confessed his mistake when cooking. Woolen cloth.
Thinking of this, I went over to rub his shoulder happily, and asked knowingly, "What are you doing?"
"What do you think?" He rolled my eyes at me, the spoon clinked, and he shook his shoulders to shake me off, "Go over there and cut something for me, don't stand in the way here."
"What to cut, what is there to cut. Why do you buy so many ingredients, who told you to buy these things?" I went to the bar and rummaged through the plastic bags, and glanced at the tutorial on his phone, "Hey, Wang Gang?"
"You troublesome food is also troublesome. I don't know any of the seven or eight kinds of leaf grass. I asked your shopping guide to pick them out. If you make a mistake, you can make do with it. I don't think the taste is much worse."
"Did you eat it?" I was dumbfounded.
"Yeah, they're all salty and bitter. Why, poisonous? Can't you eat them raw?" He even picked out another star anise and threw it into his mouth to chew, chewing until he stuck out his tongue, shrugged, "I can't die anyway! "
"That's not true." The more I persuaded him, the more energetic I was, and I ate a few of them. I scratched my head, and simply walked to the side, lying on the bar to watch him cook that pot of food.
He was holding the big spoon with both hands, stirring vigorously, sweating profusely after a while, rolled his clothes up to his chest, his skin was covered with shiny sweat, his face was still focused on looking at the phone screen, muttering: "... How about half an hour?" Then he put down his phone, took a few steps, exhaled, and kept fanning his clothes against the window sill.
The kitchen was full of heat, Wang Gang’s plain background commentary was floating in the air, the brine was gurgling, Valentin’s pants were not properly put on, and most of his underwear was stuck in his waistband, and he was wearing a polo shirt of a car dealer’s uniform, cooking happily, It made a mess on the stove, and he looked like a boy who grew up in a small town, stupid and ordinary; I remembered that he told all the stories in a few words this morning, but thinking about it now makes people tremble, he is very I have been in prison for four or five years since I was seven or eight years old, and I am only 24 this year. I am still very young. My peers at this age are either still in graduate school or have just entered the workplace. Hard work, not understanding human entanglement, how could he be like him, and the time of the whole book has passed.I dare not think about how he lived in prison. His will to disappear may have something to do with it.But the truth is that I have accepted all this, as if he should be like this, this is his original life.It's just that I'm still a little confused, which one is real, this Valentin or that Valentin?
The pork ribs were finally boiled soft, and the whole pot of soup was thickened and wrapped around the meat. Valentin swung his knife and chopped everywhere, muttering: "I knew I should have chopped and boiled first." He was careless and lived by himself I have been working for a long time, and I can even make a few delicious side dishes, but I still lack the basic experience of cooking.He is not fit to do these things at all.
Unexpectedly, he cooked lo mei very well, presumably because he put enough ingredients, and after a big fire, the taste was no different from what I ate at home.After lunch, he walked out to work, leaving a mess in the kitchen for me to clean up. I divided the unfinished ribs into boxes and put them in the refrigerator. I packed almost half a layer, and I don't know how long it will take to eat them.
It was already two o'clock in the afternoon when I finished my work. I picked up my phone and saw that Chao Jinhan had sent me a message, saying that the visa was approved and I would be able to come by the end of August.I had something on my mind, and I was panicking. A video passed, and I told him everything about last night and this morning.He was silent for a long time over there, and said, I feel that Wa has no heart, like living in the Water Margin, but you are still in the red building.
I choked, thinking that I really hit the point.Valentin told his love story in a hazy way. I just want to know more details, but I can’t tell a fart when I ask Chao Jinhan, and he may not be willing to tell it when I ask Valentin. It really makes people feel very sad Panic.
Valentin came back in the evening, instead of going to the bar, he took two cans of cold beer and sat in the living room watching TV.Tomorrow is the weekend, I told him to follow me to the city if he has nothing else to do.
He was watching the game without blinking, not paying attention to it, and after holding up a beer and yelling a series of Ullas, he turned his head and asked, why are you going to the city?
I said I'm going to get a tattoo.