Jiang Cong took two steps forward and scooped two scoops of water into the pot, and then the three of them retreated to the side of the bed and waited, allowing it to spontaneously combust.

The neon lights were still flashing, and Yuan Wei and Peng Qiao were humming along with the tune. They seem to be able to keep up with any song, Jiang Cong can't do it at all, you can be self-absorbed when you are no, and you have to be more leisurely when you are some......

Like at this point, he just listened quietly, so when the water boiled and turned, he was the first to notice.

Jiang Cong jumped off the ground, took three or two steps to the long table, picked up the pot and poured most of the water into the basin, and each of them mixed some cold water, then squatted down and began to clean the dishes.

The tableware seems to have a lot of names, but there is only some floating ash on it, and it can be cleaned in three or two clicks. Then he picked up the basin, opened the door, looked left and right, and when he saw that no one was passing, he splashed the water directly.

He is not afraid of being seen, but he is afraid of splashing on others.

Although there were stacks of steel elbows in front of the door, he was not worried that they would rust if they were wet, because there were obvious wet marks on the ground in front of other people's doors, and it was obviously not forbidden to do so.

Looking at the water in the pot, it had not yet boiled, Jiang Cong put down the basin, walked to the bed and sat down.

After a while, it was he who first noticed that the water was boiling. Only this time he didn't jump off the ground again, but stabbed Peng Qiao on the side with his elbow, and kindly reminded: "The water is boiling again." ”

The two who were humming softly looked at each other, and got out of bed without stopping. They went to the long table, turned off the electric stove, and began to disinfect the washed dishes.

Sterilizing dishes with boiling water may seem simple when there is a lack of thick leather gloves, but it is difficult to make because the scalded things are so hot that they are difficult to get out of the water.

The two of them went through a lot of hardships to finally finish this, during which Jiang Cong hugged his arms to his chest, watched the play in a big way on the side, and nodded in approval from time to time, the style was very flat.

"You kid is very cunning!" Peng Qiao blew his hot fingers and glanced at Jiang Cong.

"I really want to hit you!" Yuan Wei was also blowing his fingers and looking at Jiang Cong with fierce eyes.

"Say that I sing badly, and I want to give you money? Do you sing well!" Jiang Cong still folded his arms on his chest, sneered, and his attitude was very tough.

"Do you want to fight?" Peng Qiao turned his head to look at Yuan Wei and asked for advice.

"Hit!" Yuan Dawei shouted, and pounced directly on Jiang Cong.

"You..." Jiang Cong's face changed greatly, and he shouted fiercely, and before the word 'dare' could be spoken, his arms were already hugged.

The three of them threw themselves on the bed and made a fuss for a while, making the three-bed quilt wrinkled and messy.

It wasn't until Jiang Cong opened his mouth to beg for mercy that the war ended. As the defeated side, Jiang Cong had to swallow tears and bury his grievances to cook dinner for everyone.

The conditions are limited, and their dinner is very simple, it is to cook a pot of noodles, a pot of pure noodles!

Although there was nothing in the noodles, the three people who were already tired and hungry did not dislike it, and they were very full of beauty. Then Jiang Cong washed the dishes.

They were going to go out and take a feel for the night, and they walked to the road.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the lonely night sky was dotted with a few cold stars.

The street lights were lit at great intervals, slowly extending to the end of the line of sight.

Fearing that the factory gate would close suddenly, they stopped on the side of the gate to watch the cars coming and going.

The cold night is so invasive, and there is always an inexplicable loneliness and loneliness in their hearts. Silent and no one spoke, sometimes looking up at the night sky, only the dazzling light of the passing cars could soothe their numb hearts.

They just stood, squatted, watched, and thought, and time passed quietly.

Later, the wind rose, and the wind swirled into the mouth of the leader of the clothes, blowing on the face of the extremely rough. Actually, the wind was always there, but all of a sudden it was stronger.

"It's cold, go back to sleep. Yuan Wei shrunk his neck, hugged his arms tightly, and his voice revealed a coldness.

"It's a little cold, let's go. Peng Qiao was not much better, and he had already turned around while speaking

Jiang Cong hummed, and the three of them went back to the factory together.

The moment the door was closed, a warmth enveloped them.

The first thing I did when I got back to the house was to turn on the tape recorder. Since calling here, this thing has only been useful, but it was on someone else's territory before, and there was no way to use it to the fullest.

The second thing I did was to boil water on a stove, and I was going to climb into bed after burning my feet. While the water was hot, they dismantled their toiletries, each holding a cup, and squatted under the eaves to rinse their mouths.

There was another chill that was cold through the body.

The warmth in the house is only a reflection of the temperature difference, and when they get used to the environment, they feel a new wave of cold. Fortunately, it didn't last long, and the water in the pot boiled.

When their feet were burned, the heat penetrated their hearts and made them very satisfied. Exhausted and all the hustle and bustle, it seems to be melted away by this hot water, it's time to sleep beautifully!

Peng Qiao was the first to raise his feet, hurriedly wiped them clean, quickly took off his clothes, pulled over a quilt, and wrapped himself tightly.

followed by Yuan Wei, who concocted it in the same way, but with subtle differences. He only took off his pants.

"The water is still so hot, you won't wash it?" Jiang Cong frowned, turned around, and looked at them very puzzled.

Peng Qiao was lying down, and Yuan Wei was sitting, looking at him and laughing together. That smile was very meaningful.

Jiang Congyu frowned, looking at the faces of these two inquiringly, but he couldn't comprehend it for a while. Shaking his head, he simply stopped thinking about it, but turned around and soaked his feet intently. Now no one is competing for a position with me, and it feels pretty good!

When the water temperature was no longer hot, Jiang Cong also raised his foot, took a towel and began to wipe it. When he finished wiping his left foot and wiping his right foot, his movements suddenly stopped, and he looked down at the basin in a daze.

"Hahahahaha......" The two people behind them who had been snickering all the time couldn't bear it anymore, and they burst into laughter at the same time.

Just laughing and feeling unhappy, Peng Qiao's body turned into a shrimp, and shouted wildly: "Pour the foot-washing water......

Jiang Cong pursed his lips and was silent for a while, then said lightly: "The days are still long, there will always be a time when it will be your turn to pour the footwater!"

"That's for later. Peng Qiao grimaced, smiling unabated.

"Cut. Jiang Cong disdained, honestly put on cotton slippers, picked up the basin and poured the footwashing water.

This cotton drag has existed since the beginning of the piano and chess.

Then he closed the door, buckled the plugs, threw the basin and rushed to the side of the bed in three or two steps, lifted Yuan Wei's quilt, and quickly put his feet in.

"Oh my God, your feet are so cold, don't lean on me!" Yuan Wei moved his legs and exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"Hahahaha......" Peng Qiao seemed to be laughed, and only the emotion of laughter remained.

Jiang Cong was speechless, his feet were just hot, you said my feet were cold? Thinking so, he subconsciously probed his feet into each other, didn't think it was cold, and glanced at Yuan Wei very dissatisfied.

"Hahaha......"