Zhuang Shize woke up with a burst of fragrance, the gastrodia outside the window was black and black, the sunset burned to the head, and it was all dark.

His tongue was still numb, and his saliva was so bitter that every time he swallowed it, he got goosebumps all over his body, as if he had swallowed a handful of gall stones alive.

His palms were ridiculously hot, but his forehead was as cold as if he had blocked a school of snow.

The room was quiet, and he could clearly hear his own heartbeat, and the slight sound of the kitchen porcelain spoon gently slamming against the edge of the bowl.

The bamboo spoon does not refuse to suck the flavor, and the soup coriander is only used to scoop the porridge.

The porcelain spoon is easy to clean, sweet and sour, and naturally it is the most commonly used.

The fragrance of duck soup was baked everywhere by the indoor heating, and it got into Zhuang Shize's nose, which had the effect of quenching the thirst of the plum.

The soup is clear and mellow, the taste is delicious, and the duck fat is yellow and bright.

Tang Qian was very satisfied with the color of the soup, shook his hand gently, and the porcelain spoon set aside the oil mirror floating on the soup noodles, and the clear soup under it was steaming to arch the fragrance.

She scooped two bowls, and when she brought them out of the living room, Zhuang Shize had already sat up with his head on his face.

He held back a cold face, and his eyes looked at Tang Qian quietly.

Tang Qian's skin seems to be getting better and better, and his whole face is shining, and he looks good at food, shelter, and support.

Zhuang Shize, who was full of alcohol and had hair that looked like a typhoon, thought, why should I come to embarrass this face?

All of a sudden, the protection of Tang Qian, who thought he was a hero in the past, and the maintenance of Tang Qian, were like a resounding slap in the face.

Zhuang Shize, who imagined that he would be slapped in the face, suddenly had a hot pain on his face, and his stomach hurt a lot.

This young man full of heroism woke up in shock, and suddenly felt like a vexatious neurotic in front of Tang Qian.

What Zhuang Shize wanted to express at this moment, a long time later, a professional term appeared on the Internet - middle two disease.

Zhuang Shize, who drank too much wine, had a bitter mouth and even more bitter heart.

It's a shame to stay now!Zhuang Shize staggered to his feet while thinking about it, and pretended to be detached and said, "I'm really sorry, my roommate doesn't know that I'm not that familiar with you, so I'm disturbed." ”

The official announcement was steady, and he was holding the bowl and slamming it into the hand of the soup coriander in front of him.

Zhuang Shize panicked inexplicably, like walking on a straight road and suddenly falling.

The smiling face that was lost in the past was slapped back by someone who slapped it on the face unappreciatively, and anyone who heard it had to be unhappy.

Tang Qian's sentence "Do you have to talk like this" came to his mouth, and he was very aggrieved and finally became: "This is a stewed duck with a gall head." ”

The words had already been spoken, although Tang Qian felt that these words were particularly spineless, so he simply sat down and drank the soup on the small table next to the sofa.

Zhuang Shize was inexplicably pleased by Tang Qian's little daughter-in-law's small appearance, but his mouth was faster than his head, and he said with a gun and a stick: "Which son is this cooked for?"

Tang Qian was dried by Zhuang Shize for so many days, and he was on fire: "Cook it for your grandson!"

I won't serve it anymore! Tang Qian thought, pushed the bowl towards Zhuang Shize's noodles, and looked at this second goods who drank and drank with a blue face and a red nose on the fire.

Zhuang Shize's face was dark, he endured the saliva hooked by the clear soup, and walked out with his face.

"Why don't you close this door on a cold day?"

The door "squeaked", and a Chen Liran flashed in.

The formation that had just been set up on the battlefield without gunpowder smoke but filled with fragrance was chaotic again, Zhuang Shize's back was tense, and he turned around and rushed back.

Before Tang Qian could react, he saw Zhuang Shize arrogantly picking up the soup on the low table and drying it!

Chen Liran, who had just entered the door, was dumbfounded: "Is it good, is it delicious?"

Tang Qian, who was stunned, stared at Zhuang Shize, who did not change his face: "Is the soup hot?"

Zhuang Shize endured the numbness of a new world's tongue, and replied calmly: "It's delicious, it's not hot." ”

Chen Liran swallowed his saliva on the fragrance, and confirmed that it was fragrant, and there was a smell of meat, duck fat, and the moisturizing taste of soup.

Tang Qian thought, this just served out must be hot, and looking at Zhuang Shize's tense back, he finally felt something, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Tang Qian pulled Zhuang Shize: "Don't be in a hurry to leave, there is still a big pot of soup, drink more." ”

Zhuang Shize was dragged back to the sofa all of a sudden, looking at Tang Qian in shock, feeling that this girl had used the power of the wilderness.

Chen Liran had long known Zhuang Shize's thoughts, so he took advantage of the soup to walk into the kitchen to serve the soup, and immediately walked over with a hippie smile.

Chen Liran sat next to Zhuang Shize as soon as he lifted his trouser legs: "I said Xiao Ze, uncle, for the sake of my father's friendship with your grandfather, I will help you put your heart at ease first." Uncle told you something, if you are willing to help your uncle, then uncle will also help you, how about it?"

In Zhuang Shize, he glanced at Chen Liran, who was a thief, and said a little reluctantly because this thing was his elder: "You say it first." ”

Chen Liran looked at this not very friendly face and sighed: "Let's put it this way, I often come here with Tang Qian, but it's not because of Tang Qian." ”

Zhuang Shize's eyes lit up.

Chen Liran thought to himself, I can't cure you kid!

"Wang Qi. Chen Liran flashed his hole cards, "So you understand, right?"

Zhuang Shize understood this time, and finally turned his face to look at Chen Liran.

Chen Liran said: "I came here this time to bring news to Tang Qian, just here, how about we help each other?"

Zhuang Shize was aroused by this guy's curiosity: "How is the mutual help method?"

Chen Liran sneakily stretched out his head to look at the kitchen, and whispered: "In the future, when the two of them are present, you will take care of your soup and coriander, and I will take care of my Wang Qi." ”

Shameless, I haven't caught up with my place yet, and I want to take care of people before this thing is done.

Zhuang Shize thought so about Chen Liran in his heart, but he was really relieved.

He was happy in his heart, and said calmly on his face: "Okay." ”

As soon as the person relaxed, everything came up just now.

Zhuang Shize's tongue was numb out of control, and he looked at the soup and duck meat that he brought out again, and he regretted it so much that he wanted to go back in time.

Chen Liran, who came over today and had something to do, didn't expect to be able to form an alliance with his hands, and faced Tang Qian who was holding the soup, the flattery came up again, and he quickly took it with both hands.

"I'll come, I'll come, ouch, don't you dare to ask our chef to do it himself. Chen Liran brought the soup over, took a deep sip, and suddenly felt that the whole person was complete.

Tang Qian put the duck meat on the table, looked at Chen Liran, who seemed to have sucked something, and said, "What are you doing here today?"

Chen Liran came back to his senses at this time, silently helped set up the dishes and chopsticks, and pulled Zhuang Shize over to sit down, with a serious face.

Zhuang Shize couldn't help it: "You're almost done, as if it's serious." ”

Chen Liran took a sip of the soup, the duck soup was sweet, scalding his tongue, his throat was sweet at first, and then the fragrance came out.

"Something went wrong in the final. Chen Liran felt warm in his stomach, and after the fat of the duck skin was removed, only the mellow aroma remained, and it was soaked in the soup, and the fragrance wafted between his nose.

He couldn't hold back, and took another big sip, and the fragrance seeped into every corner of his mouth. The duck fat was hot, but he was reluctant to skim it, knowing that this was already left after the soup coriander skimming, and he drank it while it was hot, his tongue was numb, but it was still worth it.

"What's wrong? Wang Qi is not here, and you are still here in the snow on this cold day. ”

She used to put garlic in the sauce, and she didn't cut it into pieces, so she smashed it; when it was cold, she rubbed a few lines of ginger shreds, and a little bit of sesame oil, which was fragrant.

When Zhuang Shize heard Tang Qian say this, he realized that everyone knew that only he had misunderstood before, touched his nose awkwardly, and continued to drink soup with his numb tongue - it was really too much wine and too much skewering, and his mouth was bitter and dry.

The soup is clear, the fragrance is strong, the tongue is numb, but the stomach is warm.

Zhuang Shize raised his head and saw that Chen Liran's goods were still pretending, stretched out his feet, and kicked the guy under the stage, saying, "Hurry up, don't grind." ”

"But isn't it, hurry up and eat you, it's not that you won't be allowed to eat after speaking. Tang Qian also couldn't stand it, "Look at that greasy and crooked!"

Chen Liran was not in a hurry at this time, covering his face and pretending to be pitiful: "Pity me for being bullied alone...... You two are bullying me as a bachelor!"

Zhuang Shize suddenly felt better when he heard this.

After making trouble for a while, Chen Liran said seriously: "There are more finalists, 'eating alone', Yang Hong." ”

Zhuang Shize understood: "Relational households." ”

Tang Qian asked, "How did you get in?"

"You two are so calm, I'm so hurt!" Chen Liran said, "If you tell Wang Qi, her expression will be absolutely wonderful." ”

"Don't think about Wang Qi, hurry up and say what's going on. Tang Qian was going to add soup to Chen Liran.

Zhuang Shize stopped: "Let him spoon it himself." ”

Chen Liran felt that he had been hit by another arrow in his heart, the fatal kind.

However, he is not such an unreliable person, so he hurriedly explained: "It was said that the judgment was wrong at that time, so the score was raised, and it tied for third place with Caspian Restaurant." ”

Chen Liran asked, "What do you think?"

Zhuang Shize sneered.

Chen Liran: "......"

Tang Qian thought for a while and smiled: "Chen Liran, this is called stewed duck with gall head, I told you just now." The urchin head is bitter, people used to say that this thing can only be used in medicine, but some people don't, take it to stew duck soup, the stewed duck soup goes to the taste of duck meat, and the soup is also sweet and fragrant. “

Chen Liran said: "I understand, it's not what people say it should be, it's up to you." ”

The duck meat was dipped in sauce, garlic and salty freshness soaked into the meat, chewed in the soup coriander mouth until the fragrance soaked into the teeth, she swallowed the fragrance, and drank the soup to moisten her throat.

"It doesn't matter what we think, it's what people think," she said. ”

Zhuang Shize looked up at Tang Qian, and guessed what she wanted to do, and the look of surprise in her eyes was the same as Tang Qian.

Chen Liran looked at the expressions of these two people, and he was inexplicably stunned.

He followed the mouse in the cat's nest and looked at the two people in front of him, took a sip of soup, and then said, "Do you have any ideas?"

Zhuang Shize was the first to speak: "How is your relationship with your colleagues in the news department?"

Tang Qian nodded vigorously and gave Zhuang Shi Ze a thumbs up.

Chen Liran suddenly realized that he was here on this cold day!

The author has something to say: To all of you who have been waiting for me and who have supported my writing:

I'm sorry!

Little angels, I haven't been back for so long, I was really moved to see your message, I can't say this feeling when I was moved, it's like getting lost and asking a lot of people who don't want to take care of you, and suddenly meeting a few kind people to bring you to your destination grateful.

Ever since the surgery, I've been in a bad mood because a family member has refreshed my perception of family affection.

The following month, I went back to work, but I couldn't continue.

Is it interesting to quit my job, sit in a rented house and think about it, no matter how desperate I try, it's useless, and sleep all day...... All kinds of negative emotions rush up, if you can't sleep before three o'clock at night, your mood will be very low after three o'clock, people feel very empty, and you feel that your life has seen the bottom at a glance.

I'm also engaged in a creative job, since I resigned, in the past six months, I feel that I may not be able to engage in this industry anymore, once I have this feeling, I can't do it as a person, I really don't know how to describe that feeling to you, there is unwillingness, there is compromise, pretending not to care, I feel that I am too hypocritical, and in the end it is very uncomfortable.

Recently, the situation has improved a lot, I have found a job again, and I am in a good mood, but I feel that I can suppress the negative energy. I have never felt that TVB's phrase "being the most important thing is to be happy" that has been ridiculed countless times is so reasonable and desirable.

I came back to write the manuscript, and because I had to go to work during the day, I would update it very late when I didn't save the manuscript in the future.

Try to watch it again the next day, rest is really important, don't burn your body, you may have heard this sentence countless times, but it is really important.

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