Zhou Fan rode a bicycle to work quickly, the autumn breeze was cool, and he held his forehead and cheeks. It's been a long time since I've been so free and free. Slowly let go of your hands, get out of the bike, stretch and parallel, to feel the coolness of the wind and the peace of mind.

Imagine being in the prairie as a child, riding on horseback by yourself, feeling the speed of the wind and the warmth of the sun. The fresh air, the vast pastures, and the lambs escaping from the pen are in stark contrast to the high-rise buildings and cement glass in front of them.

In the school recess activities, groups of students on the playground, some are chasing after you, and some are sitting on the ground reading books. Full of laughter. Let Zhou Fan not move to the hotel.

I miss the grassland, the grassland is still there; I miss Teacher Huyan, but I can't see him now; I miss my uncle, and my uncle is at home; Homesick, where is home; In the steppe, no, there was no home since the death of Abu and Eji; In Shanghai, no, it was a lifeless abode made of cement and bricks; In Sichuan, no, it is the habitat of her mother-in-law and Lu Xiang, and it has nothing to do with herself.

China is so big that there is no place for me, and there is not an inch of me. After all, my uncle still thinks I'm a burden, and he can't wait for me to dare to flash up. It is planned that after he gets married, he will live in the Hong family, so that the house will be vacant, and he can take his mother-in-law over, which seems impossible. Things are becoming more and more out of their control, and now the only thing is the mother-in-law, their life is okay, and it is also the financial ability of Uncle Yangzhang. What the hell does Uncle think? Or is it the pillow wind blown by Hong Ling?

Before entering the hotel, she was pulled to the storage room by Liu Yuanyuan, she closed the door and said, "You tell the truth, is Shilang really dating that person named Naika?" ”

Zhou Fan was annoyed enough, he really didn't want to answer her boring questions, so he glanced at her and said "yes"

"Does that brother have a girlfriend too?"

"I haven't seen it, I'll ask for myself." After saying that, he opened the door and went to the back kitchen.

"Zhou Fan, let's divide the work, you first wash and cut the lunchtime use, and Xiaonuo and I will deal with these first," Chen Fei said, pointing to the fish and meat.

"Okay, listen to you" After speaking, Zhou Fan went to change his work clothes, pulled up his hair, put on a chef's hat, tied an apron, and started the day's work.

At noon, there are really a lot of people in the hotel, most of them are to travel, foreign countries, it is inevitable to be a little excited to see the Chinese people, the atmosphere in the restaurant is extraordinarily lively, and the laughter continues. Xiao Nuo and Chen Fei still had two dishes to cook, so they went to the restaurant to get close to the people, leaving Zhou Fan busy in the back kitchen alone.

Hong Yu leaned against the door and watched Zhou Fan cooking vegetables, his eyes were sharp, his eyes were squinting, watching Zhou Fan's every move. He was angry, angry, snatched the spoon from her hand, mastered the cooking skills, and stir-fried quickly.

Zhou Fan didn't understand why he was so angry, whether it was because he did something wrong or because he didn't grasp the heat accurately enough, or what was going on. Until he finished the last two dishes and threw down the spoon, the anger still did not dissipate. I don't know if it's hot or angry in the back kitchen, and my face is red and purple like pork liver.

Liu Yuanyuan walked to the door, met him face to face, saw that his face was full of unhappiness, carefully gave way to him, walked quickly to Zhou Fan's side and asked, "What's the matter with the boss?" The face is black, as if it scares someone to death. ”

Zhou Fan was also confused and said, "I don't know either." ”

"What's the matter" Liu Yuanyuan took the dishes, twisted her willow waist, and walked out of the back kitchen.

What's wrong with Hong Yu, won't he still be angry about what happened in the morning, no! Isn't it a big deal?

At dinner in the evening, Liu Yuanyuan talked about the guests who came to the restaurant to eat at noon, and even could describe it from head to toe, and could also talk about personality and hobbies.

Hong Yu opened the door of his office with a serious attitude, and when Liu Yuanyuan and the others saw Hong Yu, they all said that they were full and left the table one after another.

Zhou Fan served him a bowl of rice, took chopsticks, gobbled up a few bites, and began to chew slowly again, becoming gentle. He gently picked up a piece of meat, put it in Zhou Fan's bowl and said, "Eat more"

Zhou Fan said "thank you"

This is the first time that the two of them have spoken so calmly, and even Zhou Fan himself is not comfortable.

At dinner, Hong Yu kept standing next to Zhou Fan, saying that there was too much oil, and then saying that it was too light, saying that there was too much monosodium glutamate, and then saying that the posture of stir-frying was wrong, and there was no one who was satisfied.

Zhou Fancai was on fire in his stomach, threw the spoon to the ground, and threw his hat on the ground and said, "You are still finished, you can do it yourself!" ”

"You are still hot, it is me who should be hot, you said that you are not good at knife work, you can't stir-fry, and the days with the master are not short, why haven't you grown."

"You can do it, you can come."

"Why, you're still not convinced, when I learned to stir-fry, you weren't born yet?"

"You don't have anything to do, dead fat man," Zhou Fan pointed at him and said.

"Be careful when you speak, you don't want to get off work when you look at anything." Hong Yu yelled at his onlookers.

Liu Yuanyuan and the others were yelled at by his loud voice, and they fled the scene one by one, leaving Hong Yu and Zhou Fan to confront each other.

Hong Yu moved half a basket of onions from the storage room, quickly cut them into shreds, put them in a bowl and said, "When will I cut them like this, when will I get off work." After saying that, he threw down the kitchen knife and left the back kitchen.

"Dead fatty, Zhu Bajie, I'll cut it, I'll cut you to death." Zhou Fan chopped an onion to pieces, panting, and threw the kitchen knife far away, the kitchen knife was thrown against the wall, collided, and fell to the ground with a screeching sound.

"If it breaks, it will be deducted from your salary"

Hong Yu stood at the door, his hands folded, his legs apart, and he looked high-spirited.

Zhou Fan sat on the ground, today is the most unlucky day to come, and it is also a sad day.

Calm down, calm down, why am I so irritable, I can't calm down, anger will only make me very lonely and helpless.

A lot has happened lately, and I don't have time to think about the pain of losing a loved one. Man is really a fickle animal, and he is this kind of animal, when he is happy, he will completely forget, and when he is sad, he will take the opportunity to attack you, making you sad, lonely, and lonely.

The night, the silence is terrible. The restaurant that has been noisy for a day is so quiet that I can even hear my breath, and my heartbeat is 'fluttering. Plop, even the pulse beat can be felt, this is me, forgotten by God in this world.

Cut the onion, cut the onion, and there was a voice shouting inside.

Zhou Fan stood up and slowly walked towards the kitchen knife that he threw out fiercely, it flashed with dazzling light, making people shudder.

An onion was not cut, and it was already in tears, and I don't know if it was sad, or if I was choked by the onion under the knife.

Beat two basins of water and put them aside, and continue to chop the onion. The kitchen knife will hold grudges, at least Zhou Fan thinks so, his finger was cut into a piece, and the blood flowed, but it didn't hurt at all, and the bright red blood was mixed with the onion.

The hand is injured, and he won't say anything tomorrow if he doesn't cut it. Am I afraid that he will say something nasty? Enough to hear today.

Rinse your fingers off, pick up the kitchen knife again, and fight the onion for a few more rounds. As a result, the onion and the kitchen knife won, and the left hand was cut three times, all in the same position. The onion chokes the swollen and sore eyes.

Forget it! Tomorrow he can do whatever he wants!

I don't know when it rained outside, the autumn wind and drizzle, suitable for washing the soul, more suitable for my current mood.

Cool, icy, rain wet hair, clothes. The streets seemed wider than usual and empty.

Due to the speed of the car, the road surface was slippery and slippery when turning. I used all my strength to get up, and I had severe abrasions on my elbow and cross.

The wind and rain seemed to have been discussed, and they struck her together, laughing at her, mocking her, and even the street lamps were involved, and it was pitch black overhead.

When I picked up the bike, the chain fell off and the front of the bike was crooked.

"Do you want to do that?" Zhou Fan muttered, and then opened his voice and shouted, "Come on!" Will I be afraid of you? ”

The sound spread in the night, and then disappeared silently. Only Zhou Fan stood tall in the wind and rain.

'Home' is close at hand, and whether you enter or not is up to you. It's rainy outside, warm and cozy inside.

Man will be defeated by the forces of nature, lose completely, lose even the last self-esteem, shiver, and walk into the 'home'. ’