Life is not only about reluctance, but also poetry and distance, pork ribs and soup - JK Weihai

There is a new person in the living room who can make a lot of noise, and the lively atmosphere is probably going down to the next two or three realms.

Since Tiffany simply put a big trick for me as soon as she came, I didn't have the heart to pull Kang Seok-jun to the kitchen to help. After all, letting him deal with the few in a circle would kill more of his brain cells.

After smiling at Zhang Bo beside him, the two of us turned around and quickly re-entered the cooking mode.

It's just that before that, Zhang Bo, who disassembled and installed the barbecue tray for me, pointed at the top of my head once. He continued with a little smile on his lips and squeezed me and said:

"Anyway, that bean sprout on top of your head is really good enough."

This should be regarded as a mending knife, anyway, after listening to it, I chopped the kitchen knife in my hand with some angry weight. However, I didn't choose to take off the sprouts on top of my head because I was too aggressive. Since the atmosphere is so high today, let's just let it go completely.

The hands and fingers on the dial are still cold, and the raw materials are washed in cold water one by one, and then quickly prepared for the pot. Therefore, there are gradually more and more fragrances in the kitchen, which are entangled and mixed with each other.

The first salad with a lot of cranberries was still in the fridge, followed by the tomato ribs, and then the shredded pork in Kyoto sauce made entirely by my own hands. I can't say how authentic this dish is, but I've basically put the most thought into it. Anyway, they have never eaten this dish before, can they accept this taste? We'll just have to see how they react later. As for what I'm about to get now, it's a steak grilled in tin foil and honey. However, Zhang Bo and I have been tinkering with this Nima high-end oven for a long time and have not yet understood how to use it. So, Jiang Xijun, who was not going to shout, was still yelled at by me.

Coincidentally, when this thing died, it actually had a handful of bean sprouts on its head. However, he is more exaggerated than I am...... Because notice what I just said, yes - he has a handful on his head, and a plant on my head.

From this, it can be seen that the group of guys outside. It's kind of crazy. The music was rising to a higher level, and at eleven o'clock it was just in time to switch to Keane's "EverybodysChanging". This is the brightest rhythm I've ever heard, no matter how bad your mood is, as long as you listen to it, you can definitely get better in a second, and you can be relieved in a second.

Forehead...... This seems to be a bit absolute, and after we finished using the off-site help, we came over to help figure out the oven Jiang Xijun. The mood didn't get any better. Before, this guy was afraid that we would leave him to work in the kitchen, but now, I only saw him begging me with a "save me" expression. Let me stop handing him over to the people in the living room.

This requirement...... How could I ...... Will you say yes?

As a person with soft rules, since you don't want to come to the kitchen to do things, then of course you can't force you. Finally, I yelled at the living room:

“OK。 We know how to operate the oven, so you can get over to it if it's okay. ”

The voice was over. Hearing it, Lee Soon-gyu reacted quickly.

"Ah, don't come here yet. Jiang Xijun, are you trying to cheat? Our family Xiujing is bright and lost a positive red heart out, killing you a nine ring, are you not convinced or what? ”

After listening to Shun Gyu's reply, I realized that these guys were playing darts throwing again. It's just the tail of her words, how can it be paradoxical and have a sense of immediacy in Northeast dialect? This girl actually said the taste of the Northeast in Korean, and she was also a little hanging, and she couldn't laugh if she wasn't convinced.

Looking at Jiang Xijun who was still on our side, he saw that he really couldn't hide, so he simply patted the hem of his clothes, squeezed out a domineering and fearless appearance, and actually walked towards the living room with the pace of seeing death as home.

At the end, he still lowered his head and muttered a few words.

Zhang Bo and I both heard him repeat: "It's a little evil, it's a little evil." ”

This is really so appropriate, Zheng Jingjing, who is a natural sports expert, throws a dart, which is really a little evil.

The air conditioner turned on the heating to the fullest, and after the episode just now, the relaxing factor also filled the whole room with the heating.

With this atmosphere and the music still roaming, we accelerated the progress of Chinese food preparation.

With the help of Zhang Bo, I was able to play a little bit over time, and I completed a few dishes. Finally, it is time to cook the main food.

Tomato and bacon pasta and mushroom chicken gratin were served simultaneously in order not to chill out the previous dishes. In addition, I also asked Zhang Bo to call Zheng Xiujing from the living room, not because of anything else, but because this girl has been thinking about the dessert Japanese smoothie for a long time, and it is almost ready to be made.

When she heard that she was going to show off her skills, Zheng Xiujing, who ran over with her fart, first put a flower mushroom hairpin on Zhang Bokong's head. Then, after smiling and flicking the bean sprouts on my head, she honestly came to the edge of the cooking table, rolled up her sleeves and took out the fruit.

As for the one this girl wears on her head, it is much more high-end than us. At most, we wore an inexplicably neurotic hairpin, and she wore a cute panda ear headdress.

Of course, the adjective Meng Meng Da was pulled out by her from Ga'er, and in my eyes, His Royal Highness Zheng, who has always been cold and fan, is not at all compatible with panda ears.

But...... I didn't dare to say this in front of her, I just dared to think about it in my heart.

Looking at Zheng Xiujing, who was very interested and started to do it without the slightest hesitation, I couldn't help but think of Kim Taeyeon for a while. When that guy was on the set of Casio, he also said that he wanted to show his skills, but what about ...... As it turned out, she must have forgotten about it.

The staple food production area and the dessert production area are clearly separated for a while, but they are not too far apart.

I don't know why, after Zheng Xiujing entered the kitchen, Zhang Bo didn't speak again, to be precise, no one spoke. The three of us were busy doing what we were doing, I was stir-frying chicken breast, and Zheng Xiujing was using a plum-shaped grinder to cut the banana in my hand.

The sudden silence lasted for a while, until Crystal had cut all the bananas and put the washed raspberries, strawberries, and apples into the blender, and then she had taken a little of the time and slowly moved to my side.

At first, she just looked silently at my side for a while, without saying anything, until the long gaze made me turn to look at her a little inexplicably, and the girl spoke.

It's just that the content of this opening is a bit unexpected to me. She suddenly restrained her smile, looked at me with a look of indifference, and said:

"When are you going to go home? Can I go back with you? ”

At this point, it was just a matter of an instant, and I suddenly felt that one head and two were big, and I was on the verge of crashing.

I don't know why this girl gave me such a whim at a whim.

Why does she and Kim Taeyeon want to follow me back? ZG It's not that they haven't been there, why are they so enthusiastic - this question takes up more of my thinking memory than how to respond to Zheng Xiujing.

Just when I was caught in a complicated entanglement, Zheng Xiujing on the side saw that I didn't speak, she puffed out one cheek and then continued to speak.

"In January and February, my announcements seemed to say very little, and I didn't know when F(x)'s next album would be."

This is equivalent to a urging, which subconsciously means that I have complete time.

I really couldn't help it, so I got out of the "why" question for the time being, took out the meat in the pot, extinguished the blue flame on the stove, and turned to face Xiujing, who was changing my arms to my chest.

When I turned around, I didn't even notice that I was still holding a spatula in my hand. To be honest, I'm a bit dignified at the moment.

"Zheng Xiujing, I didn't go back to China this time to play, but I went back to ZG, not France, not Germany, not Italy, not to mention that I didn't plan to stay long this time. What are you doing with it? ”

A reason that is not considered a reason, blurted out. Zhang Bo, who was listening to the side the whole time, was silent, still doing what he was doing. As for Zheng Xiujing, who listened to what I said, she didn't let go of the arm she was holding, and she didn't change her expression that didn't care much.

In my eyes, she just curled her mouth slightly, and then took a small breath.

"Well, I'm just talking anyway. However, in fact, when I said that I wanted to go back with you, I didn't want to have fun, I just didn't want to be alone. ”

A little brainless, uneasy to explain, she took the initiative to speak. After that, she turned and moved two steps away to the edge of the blender, and continued to tinker with her smoothies. This time, the small steps are much faster than before.

Just one sentence dispels her idea of going back with me, which is a bit surprising to me, she was not such a good person to talk about in the past. Because of this, I stopped what I was doing and just stared at her somewhat busy silhouette until she finished making smoothies, until she finished washing her hands and wiping my clothes clean. Until she left the kitchen.

What woke me up from my daze was Zhang Bo, who had never spoken, and he once again said to me expressionlessly:

"You haven't figured it out yet...... (To be continued.) )