After showering.

Ouyang Xuan had time to slowly examine his living environment.

The house originally had no kitchen.

The kitchen was built by the landlord himself on the balcony.

A sink for washing vegetables and dishes, a small platform made of cement blocks and closets, a liquefied gas tank can be placed under the small platform, a liquefied gas single stove is placed on the countertop, and an exhaust fan is installed on the balcony window glass.

In the simple kitchen, there are triangular brand rice cookers, cooking pots and other pots and pans, liquefied gas tanks, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are piled up in the closet.

There is a cement nail nailed to the side wall, and on it hangs a copy book for elementary school students.

It is a journal of buying groceries and daily necessities every day, and it should be a rotating duty system. The names on duty are Cheng Gang, Yang Xiufeng, Zhang Dalin, and Huang Yixun, and the name of the person on duty today is Zhang Dalin.

There is no refrigerator in this room, so it should be freshly made and eaten every day, and it should be thrown away if you can't finish eating.

There is no air conditioning in the large room in the house, just a few desktop electric fans, in the hot summer. The whole house is like a steamer in the middle of summer, the people in the house can only wear a small pants, almost naked and sweaty, the wind blowing out of the fan is hot, you have to open the door and window all day long, flies are rampant during the day and mosquitoes are rampant at night, so every day the mosquito coil in the house continues.

On a hot summer day, the treetops on the side of the tree "know" "squeak, squeak" screaming, although a little annoying, but also an essential part of life.

The key is that there is no wind at all.

Ouyang Xuan suddenly found that the wooden couch was not a flat bottom, but a combination of arched wooden strips, which was breathable and not stuffy, but to lie on it to sleep, the arched wooden strips rested on the back, and it was not easy to sleep at all, so he could only sleep sideways all the time.

Sleep on this wooden couch and practice kung fu!

Ouyang Xuan really couldn't do it, and fell asleep after falling sideways on the wooden sofa for a while.

……

The sun is setting.

Its fire-breathing tongue retracted, and afterglow erupted from the treetops, staining the white clouds bloody.

"Tick"

A dilapidated bicycle came from a distance, stopped in the small courtyard in front of the station, and a mature man in his early thirties got out of the car, with a medium-high stature and a slightly pockmarked face.

Wearing a short sky blue T-shirt and dark blue shorts, barefoot sandals, carrying a small piece of pork belly and several seasonal vegetables in his hand, and a briefcase under his arm, he hurriedly opened the door with the key and entered.

He is the Zhang Dalin that Ouyang Xuan saw in the duty book.

Zhang Dalin remembered that he needed to cook dinner today, so he rushed back early. But when I came back from shopping for food, I encountered a traffic accident on the road today, so I came back late, and I had to hurry up and make those masters want to eat ready-made meals as soon as they came back, otherwise they would hum and chirp.

Washing rice and cooking rice, washing vegetables, cutting meat and washing dishes, a symphonic murmur of "ding-dong" woke up Ouyang Xuan who was lying on the wooden sofa.

When I looked at the electronic watch on my wrist, it was almost 6 o'clock, and I slept for nearly 4 hours, which was too sleepy.

He got up and washed his face with a towel, but came to the door of the small room to wake up Brother Huang.

The door was open, and he gently pushed it open and stuck his head in.

A blast of cool air greeted you, "Wow, that's cool!"

The house was empty, and Brother Huang was not in the house and went out?! Well, maybe I went out in a hurry to run errands and forgot about it.

He took the opportunity to light up this particular room.

The small room is fourteen or fifteen square meters, a medium-sized Simmons bed, a writing desk, chairs, small wardrobes, etc., and there are some product promotional materials, gift bags and five or six boxes of samples in the corner, and a window air conditioner.

Ouyang Xuan left from the small room and came to the door of the kitchen room with a smile and whispered a greeting.

"You are Brother Zhang. ”

He felt he should take the initiative to say hello to his colleagues.

"Well, you're new here, how do you know my name?!"

A standard northeast cavity.

Zhang Dalin glanced up slightly, and continued to cook.

"My name is Ouyang Xuan, and I just arrived today. Your name was seen in a notebook hanging on the wall, and today is Zhang Dalin on duty to cook!"

"Oh... You're smart and pay attention to details!"

Only then did he straighten up and smile at Ouyang Xuan.

"Thank you, Brother Zhang, for the compliment, please take care of me when I first arrive!" Ouyang Xuan smiled sweetly at Zhang Dalin and said very sincerely.

"Well, I'm going to suffer and peel off my skin anyway!" he grinned.

As the two were talking, two men pushed in through the door.

The one in front is thin and tall, about twenty-five or six years old, with good facial features, inch head, slightly concave and dark eyes, and a bit melancholy temperament.

The one in the back is short and fat, about twenty-six or seven years old, with a shiny and powdery face, with a parted head, and a black mole on his face, like the Sven people in the Republic of China period in the movie.

Both were short-dressed.

"Hello, my name is Ouyang Xuan, a newcomer!" Ouyang Xuan entered the house from the kitchen balcony and took the initiative to say hello to the two colleagues first.

"Oh, welcome..."

"Welcome to one more hard-working and hard-working person!" Humpty Dumpty muttered out in a strange way.

The two looked at each other and smiled dryly, with a gloating expression, as if they meant that someone had come to jump into the fire pit again!

Of course, Ouyang Xuan didn't care about this, and he didn't know the deep meaning behind this expression, and understood that they were not very welcome, after all, the rice in this pot was limited, and there were more famous eaters.

The tall and short two were naked in front and back, washing in the bathroom in a big way, rubbing with towels at the door, and the two also took turns rubbing each other's backs, not avoiding the eyes of others at all.

Ouyang Xuan was still nervous when he ran out of the bathroom to rub his back in the afternoon, embarrassed like a thief, but they were used to it.

Suddenly, someone took out the key to open the door and came in, and was horrified to see that it was Huang Yixun. I saw him walk straight into his small room with a gloomy face.

There were two obvious marks on his neck from the scratching of the skin by his fingernails.

The two who were scrubbing the bathroom door shrugged and snickered, grimacing.

The sky outside was gray and hazy, and night began to fall. The lights in the house are not turned on, saying that they are afraid of attracting Jiaozi, only the energy-saving lamps on the kitchen balcony are on, and the luminous efficiency of the lamp tube may be very low after a long time, and the light line is very dim.

"Brother Zhang, is the meal ready, my stomach is deflated!" the tall thin man shouted when he opened his throat, full of southwest Sichuan flavor.

"Okay, you can eat it in a minute!"

Zhang Dalin came in with two dishes, his face was covered with beads of sweat, and he half-jokingly glanced at the thin man and said, "Cheng Gang, you kid is hungry and panicked, why don't the others say anything?!"

"Hehe, I'm thin, I don't have fat, I don't have hunger!" Cheng Gang fled into the kitchen with a smile on his face to help get the dishes and chopsticks, and prepare to eat.

After a while, the meals were served, and there were only three dishes: a large plate of tempeh and red pepper back to the pot meat, fragrant, a plate of fried tomatoes and small green vegetables, and a small pot of vegetarian pumpkin boiled cowpeas, although the variety is small but the quantity is still sufficient.

"Oh, you can eat it. ”

Before the words landed, Cheng Gang used his fingers to pick up a piece of meat back into the pot and put it in his mouth.

"Cheng Gang, you can be a good example, Ouyang just arrived today, and we will also express it. Chen Gang went to the bucket to get a few bottles of beer, and Xiufeng went to call Brother Huang to eat. ”

"Okay!"

The short man named Yang Xiufeng got up and went into the hut.

Cheng Gang brought the plastic bucket over, and most of the bucket was soaked in seven or eight bottles of snow beer.

Yang Xiufeng came out with a bored face, and whispered:

"He told us to eat first, he's not hungry now!" said a grimace.

"What's wrong with him, is he sick?" Zhang Dalin didn't see Huang Yixun when he came in the kitchen just now.

"They quarreled again, he might be beaten again!hehe..." Cheng Gang whispered into Zhang Dalin's ear, gloating evilly.

"Look at you, you're still smiling. Then let's eat first!" Zhang Dalin looked like an elder holding up.

Everyone is opening their bottles and preparing for dinner.

Suddenly, a dazzling light came in from outside, and there was a sound of car horns, and a silver-gray car drove into the courtyard and stopped at the door with a "squeak..."

"It's a Xiali car, Zhang Da will take it!"

Cheng Gang got up first and looked at the window.