17. Early morning misses
Xu Ziran got up too early, not only did the sky just turn white, but even her mother hadn't gotten up yet.
She wanted her parents to sleep a little longer, so she crept downstairs into the kitchen.
There is also leftover rice from last night on the stove, and with the mustard in the drawer, it is just right to cook some porridge to eat.
When Xu Ziran was cooking porridge, the system jumped out and said-
[Dear host, observing that your breakfast is not enough to supplement the nutrients you need during the day, build yΓ¬ to increase the proportion of protein and sugar. γ
When Xu Ziran saw this reminder, he couldn't help but laugh "sneering".
In front of others, she needs to be like fifteen-year-old Xu Ziran, and now probably because there is no one else around, her expression and movements tend to be like herself ten years later.
When she saw the more one-kilometer tasks and recommended recipes on the system panel, she couldn't help but murmur: "It's like a housekeeper." β
She looked at the porridge that began to gurgle in the pot again, and a smile appeared on her face.
She remembered something.
Before graduating from college, Xu Ziran didn't touch the spring water with his fingers, and he didn't even know how to turn on the gas.
However, after graduating from college, she lived alone in a rental house, and she ate the last meal but did not eat the next meal, either eating Haisai outside, or chewing instant noodles in the house, coupled with the irregular life and the pressure of shadows, for a period of time, Xu Ziran had a period of six months, and almost suspected that she was no longer a woman.
At that time, Qiu Yurou, who returned to China from vacation, came to her city to accompany her.
On the first day, Qiu Yurou cleaned up the ingredients in her refrigerator that were about to expire, and then cooked her a bowl of multigrain porridge and stewed pork rib soup.
The multigrain porridge is soft and glutinous, sweet and fragrant, and the pork rib soup is soft and delicious.
Xu Ziran was like a hungry man who hadn't eaten enough for several years, and he drank all the fat soup in one gulp, feeling that he had never eaten such a delicious thing in his life.
At that time, Qiu Yurou said seriously: "If you continue like this, you will be malnourished, since you have started to live alone, why can't you learn how to take care of yourself." β
Xu Ziran looked dazed.
For more than 20 years, she has learned how to learn how to get along with others and how to never give up, but she has not learned how to take care of herself.
Qiu Yurou taught her how to cook, how to clean up the room, how to choose ingredients, and also helped her list a week's nutritious recipes, telling her to buy according to the above if she was too lazy to choose what to eat.
"If you continue to live like this now, you will start premature aging before you are thirty years old, and no matter how much money you make, what's the point."
Xu Ziran nodded again and again, feeling that if anyone in this world could marry Qiu Yurou, it would be a blessing that could only be obtained after eight lifetimes of accumulating virtue and doing good deeds.
And on this morning ten years ago, Xu Ziran skillfully put the porridge boiling in the pot into the bowl, as if she heard Qiu Yurou say in her ear: "Okay, okay, if you cook it again, it will become porridge." β
The tone is hateful and iron-clad is not steel, like a nagging little housekeeper.
Her smile faded from her face, turning into a sama that even she couldn't notice.
Whether time goes backwards or forwards, it seems that something will inevitably be taken away.
If ten years later, on this morning, would Qiu Yurou knock on her door with breakfast and look at her changing clothes with a frown and a frown.
So she would eat breakfast while listening to the financial news on the radio, and listen to Qiu Yurou say: "You're going to stuff these clothes into the washing machine again, right, I said it, this one needs to be dry cleaned......"
Xu Ziran sighed, she found that she was beginning to miss Qiu Yurou ten years later.
She mixed soy sauce and sesame oil into the porridge, put some mustard, and heard the system warn of malnutrition and kept warning, so she couldn't help it, so she turned out a boiled egg from the refrigerator and picked up some leftovers from yesterday and piled them in the bowl.
This time, the system finally didn't remind him, Xu Ziran quietly took the bowl, walked to the courtyard and sat on the steps at the door to eat.
It's still cold outside, but the air is fresh and the environment is quiet, much better than the smog days of half a month in ten years.
Xu Ziran heard the chirping of birds, mixed with the sparse sound of the wind, like the gurgling days in his memory.
She snorted and drank porridge, suddenly felt something, looked up, and saw a ginger cat squatting on the branch of the magnolia tree.
Xu Ziran knew that this cat, it was the overlord cat in this ten miles and eight villages, alert like a human, but three years later, he still died in a car accident.
If a person dies in a car accident, there are endless bits and pieces of follow-up, but a stray cat dies in a car accident, and it seems that he can't get anything else except for getting a driver's "bad luck".
Xu Ziran said to himself: "Poor and pitiful, life and death are rich and noble, but it is strange to know the longevity of such a small thing." β
No matter how smart the cat was, of course it didn't know that Xu Ziran was talking to himself about its fate, so he jumped off the tree with a "meow" and approached Xu Ziran with his tail upright.
"Meowβ"
It barked again, its eyes blazing, looking at the bowl in Xu Ziran's hand.
It naturally has the experience of being a cat, probably thinking that a little girl of Xu Ziran's age is the easiest to sell and beg for something to eat.
But Xu Ziran was not an ordinary little girl, so she gulped down all the things in the bowl, and after showing the cat that it was empty, she walked into the house with her shoes down.
She has to eat enough to see Qiu Yurou ten years ago.
As soon as she entered the house and put the bowl in the sink, she heard footsteps behind her, and she looked back and saw her mother looking at her like a ghost, and her whole body was frozen into a statue.
Xu Ziran felt excusable, and called dryly: "Mom." β
Mother Xu's mouth was open enough to swallow a whole egg: "You-you made breakfast yourself." β
Xu Ziran said "um" and washed the dishes with water.
"What did you eat?" Mother Xu walked over to look at the pot and then at the bowl.
Xu Ziran said the truth, and Xu's mother stretched out her hand and pressed Xu Ziran's forehead: "Sick?" β
Xu Ziran couldn't cry or laugh: "I just want to get up early, what's the matter." β
"But you know how to cook?" Mother Xu couldn't figure it out.
"It's just cooking some porridge, this kind of thing, just look at it." Xu Ziran waved his hand, dried his hand on the apron on the chair, then took the schoolbag and said, "Anyway, I've got it done, I'm leaving, if Jiaqi comes, you can tell her that I'm gone." β
After saying this, regardless of Xu's mother's shock, she pushed the bicycle and left.
The air in early spring is cold and cool, with a slight amount of moisture.
When Xu Ziran rode to school, the sun had not yet risen, but the sky was no longer as bright as before, and it had a bit of daytime.
Xu Ziran stopped the car and came to the playground, and saw some sports students who were exercising in the morning shouting slogans, but in addition, he looked all over the playground and didn't see Qiu Yurou.
Although she was a little confused, she was not particularly sorry.
After all, she mainly came to exercise by herself, and secondarily to meet Qiu Yurou.
What's more, since Qiu Yurou later said that she was indeed running, then she must be running, it may only be that she didn't come today, or she missed the time.
Just as she was thinking about this, someone behind her said in surprise: "Xu Xu Ziran? How did you end up here? β
Xu Ziran turned around and saw Qiu Yurou walking from the morning light with a towel, her hairy hair on her sideburns dyed with the rising sun turned into a blurred circle of light, her posture was upright, her facial features were beautiful, and she was a fresh and lovely plant coming from the morning mist.