Chapter Seventy-Five: The Cook

Ling Li's face turned pale, and he felt a little like the rest of his life after the catastrophe, and after calming down, he smiled bitterly and sighed at his bad luck.

It's almost the New Year, and "two robberies and one theft" is especially rampant. In the past, if she walked alone at night, she would be quite careful and try to stay away from the roadway as much as possible. Today, I pretended to be in my heart, and I was negligent for a while, and I was targeted as a result.

Then he was bitter and happy, and wondered what the robber's expression would be when he saw a large pile of worthless case materials and no more than two hundred yuan in cash in the bulging bag.

There are many such incidents in this city every day, and even the standard for filing a case is not up to the standard, and it is naturally unrealistic to hope that the police can retrieve the bag. Ling Li declined the kindness of the pedestrians, moved her hands and feet, and found that it only hurt her muscles and bones, and slowly went home.

When she turned the corner and walked into the familiar alley, getting closer and closer to the door of the house, she suddenly realized that the small shop that should have been noisy at this time was now quiet and there was no movement at all.

The doors of the store were closed, and the roller shutters, which were so smoked that they could not be seen in their original color, were slightly swayed by the wind, making a rattling sound.

Ling Li stood in place for a few seconds, and then realized that early in the morning, his uncle and aunt had already gotten into the car and went to the mandala.

The whole family went there for the New Year, and this will, I'm afraid they have already arrived at their destination.

She smiled bitterly for a while, and sighed again that she was really unlucky.

If you don't keep your soul and walk at night, you can meet someone who grabs the bag. It doesn't matter if the bag is robbed, there is not much money anyway, however, her keys, mobile phone, bank card, ID card and so on are all in the bag.

Now that her uncle and aunt are not in the capital, how can she go home without the key?

Standing helplessly in the night, she decided to go to the teahouse owner at the entrance of the alley to borrow some money first, find a locksmith to open the door, and at least deal with it today.

Moreover, many things will not be solved for a while. For example, the problem of her ID card, bank card, and mobile phone card after her replacement seems to be slightly troublesome.

Not only does she have no cash now, but she will have to borrow money for a long time to survive, because her household registration is in Nanxi, and she has to go back to her hometown to reapply for an ID card.

After receiving a temporary ID card, she can do other things.

However, when people were unlucky, they really drank cold water and stuffed their teeth, so she borrowed money from the teahouse owner and went to a nearby hardware store to find a locksmith, but she was closed

When I inquired, it turned out that the boss had also closed the door and went home for the New Year.

I borrowed the phone of the proprietress of the shop next door and dialed it according to the number left by the locksmith, only to hear the words of the people inside who were so vague that they couldn't hear clearly, it seemed that they were drunk, and it was obviously impossible to come back and open the door for her.

Ling Li covered her forehead, only feeling that there was nothing she could do. This penniless and homeless man can't really have to ask for help from the police uncle.

Finally accepting the sad reality, she walked a few steps in the direction of the back of the small building, wanting to see if the window of the living room would not be closed for a moment, where the location was close to a large French plane tree, and she could enter the living room by climbing up the trunk of the tree.

This safety hazard also put her in danger in Qu Jia's case. After that, my uncle kept saying that someone from the street office would cut off the branch, but Ling Li was a little reluctant to see the shadow of the tree by the window in summer, and finally insisted on keeping the branch.

However, when God closes a door for her, it is common for the windows to be closed tightly.

Ling Li turned around and found that her habits were really good, and her hope of climbing the tree into the house was also dashed, she drooped her face and came out of the forest again.

As soon as she turned the corner in front of her, a tall and thin shadow jumped into her sight in the night, and the side face under the street lamp was like a silhouette, with neat and clean lines, but her eyes were exceptionally clear.

"Teacher Nan?" Ling Li was stunned, sure that it was not her own delusion.

Nan Zhiyi frowned and looked at the closed door, then turned his head to look at her a few more times, a little puzzled: "Fan girl? Did you wrestle again? ”

Looking down and finding that he was covered in dust, Ling Li hurriedly patted the dust off his body, raised his eyes and asked him, "Why are you here?"

Nan Zhiyi seemed to be in a bad mood, staring at her with squinted eyes, and there was a faint trace of impatience between his eyebrows: "Are you a mole?" ”

Ling Li was still thinking about what kind of stalk the mole was, and Nan Zhiyi was angry to solve her doubts with one word: "Blind! ”

His inexplicable rebuke made Ling Li temporarily forget a lot of troubles caused by being robbed.

After some inquiry, Ling Li learned that Nan Zhiyi had been obsessed with work and had forgotten to eat all day, and the wild god who had been given up by Lu Xiaoxiao in his domestication plan naturally came out to forage for food.

Looking at the closed door, she turned to him and smiled apologetically: "My uncle and aunt went home today for the New Year." Their store will be closed today, and they won't come back until after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. ”

Hearing that the bad premonition in his heart became a reality, Nan Zhiyi wailed: "Then what should I do? They're gone, how can I solve my dinner problem? ”

pinched his fingers and calculated, and became even more desperate: "It's still more than 20 days to come back, do I have to eat instant noodles for more than 20 days?" ”

She couldn't help but laugh a little: "There are still many stores that are not closed during the Spring Festival, why do you have to eat instant noodles?" ”

Nan Zhiyi's answer was very strange: "If the store is not closed during the Spring Festival, how good can the taste be?" Compared with the random and indiscriminate attacks of unknown restaurants, instant noodles are unpalatable, but they are still under control. ”

This man has a picky and stubborn taste, and when he sees one restaurant, he would rather eat instant noodles with the same taste than take the risk of trying another restaurant.

Helpless against his awkwardness, Ling Li was a little strange why he didn't go home.

This is already the twenty-third day of the lunar month, and on Chinese New Year's Eve, families are reunited drinking mutton soup and eating dumplings, except for people like her, who have nowhere to go, they are all family reunions. The university has long been on vacation, and Nan Zhiyi, a lonely ghost, floats like a lonely ghost and doesn't go home, what's going on?

The words came to her lips, and the strange picture of the two brothers of the Nan family getting along that day appeared in her mind, and she vaguely felt that it should be related to this, so she kept her mouth shut about it.

Nan Zhiyi kept looking at her, thoughtfully, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he smiled: "Your uncle and aunt are gone, aren't you still there?" Why don't you cook a meal to eat? ”

Seeing that he was nervous, Ling Li hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't, my cooking is not delicious, don't mess with ghost ideas." ”

Nan Zhiyi touched his chin and rolled his eyes: "No matter, it's you." ”

Then, without saying anything, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards the building

Being held all at once, Ling Li's face turned red, and he vigorously broke free of his frizzy hands, and his voice was urgent: "What are you doing?" ”

Nan Zhiyi didn't realize the inappropriateness of his behavior at all, but just spread his hands: "You let me have no Tian Zhengyan to eat, the takeaway girl I found before harassed me like a madman, and now your uncle and aunt have abandoned me, I can only catch you, so naturally you will pay for it." ”

Ling Li couldn't help but sigh bitterly: "I don't have a key, I can't enter the house." ”

After speaking, he told Nan Zhiyi about the situation that he was robbed of his bag by a flying car, lost his bag, lost his mobile phone, lost his key, etc.

Nan Zhiyi didn't sympathize with her misfortune at all, but smiled inappropriately: "It's not right, I took you in, and I repaid my grievances with virtue." ”

She frowned and thought about how to refute him, and Nan Zhiyi said very quickly: "Why is the little flame in your eyes gone?" Who poured cold water on you again? ”

Somewhat flustered by this sudden sentence, Ling Li opened her mouth and didn't know how to answer him, but suddenly saw Nan Zhiyi's neck turn in an incredible arc, his eyes staring directly at the back of an aunt who had just passed by, and his body involuntarily leaned in that direction.

She followed his line of sight and saw that her aunt was carrying a bag of "flower branches and old marinade" in her hand, combined with the fragrance of braised meat that she had just smelled, and immediately understood.

It was already past nine o'clock, and Ling Li had long since been hungry, but Nan Zhiyi's eyes began to turn green.

Looking at his unproductive body language, like a stray dog who can follow his aunt home just by smelling the smell of meat, he is so spineless that she is embarrassed to see it.

Ling Li clenched her fists and endured for a long time before she could hold back the thought of wanting to straighten his neck, and there was a little helplessness in her voice: "Are you so hungry?" ”

Nan Zhiyi finally turned his neck and raised his eyes to look at her, with a look of grievance in his eyes. The corners of her eyes drooped slightly, as well as her round and bright eyes like a dog, made her heart soft.

Not to mention, Nan Zhiyi's hungry and panicked eyes are a little similar to the poor Baba who is sitting on the ground begging for dog food.

No matter how disagreeable this person is, he has helped her a lot after all, helped her in court, took care of her illness, and took her to see Nan Zhijun.

After thinking for a while, Ling Li finally compromised. Speaking of which, she also has nowhere to go alone, since there are people waiting to be fed, it should be regarded as a good thing.

So, with some reluctant sighs, she said, "Okay, I'll make you a meal." ”

Nan Zhiyi snapped his fingers: "Wise choice." ”

There will naturally be no food in the waste family that does not eat the fireworks of the world, and her additional job as a cook is to buy vegetables, but the vegetable market has already closed at this time, so she has to go to the nearby supermarket where the price is much more expensive than the vegetable market.

Thinking about how picky this person is about food, Ling Li took out a brightly colored green pepper with a certification mark from the organic food cabinet and put it in the shopping basket, but was thrown out by Nan Zhiyi, with disdain on the corner of his mouth: "What organic, this certification is deceptive, you are stupid and have a lot of money to buy this?" ”

When she carried the leek back into the basket, he squinted at it and saw that she was weak, and hurriedly put it back.

Nan Zhiyi saw that she was still good, and only hummed twice: "This dish can't live without pesticides, so eat less in the future." ”

After a long time, he finally picked out a few dishes that he said were okay and hurried home.