On Saturday morning, when Wang Xueli was still asleep, the colored bell of "On the Moon" rang again. Since beating his wife Zhuang Yuemei, Wang Xueli has become ill, and when the mobile phone rings in the morning, he is afraid that there may be some bad news. This time the screen showed an unfamiliar number, and when I pressed the answer button, a soft female voice came out: "Reporter Wang?" I am Jin Xiaoman, the lobby manager of Laojun Furnace No. 1 Store, just downstairs from your house, and Mr. Lu asked me to send you breakfast. ”

Wang Xueli hurriedly lifted the quilt, picked up clothes from the floor and put them on his body, and before he could put on his socks, there was a knock on the door outside.

Jin Xiaoman, who appeared at the gate, was wearing a long white down jacket, his hair was still coiled high, not messy, and his face was blown red by the cold wind outside, like a ripe little apple.

Wang Xueli took the plastic bag containing the packing box in Jin Xiaoman's hand, and Jin Xiaoman stood in place, without any intention of leaving. Wang Xueli had no choice but to say, "Manager Jin, please sit inside!" ”

Jin Xiaoman was not polite, took off his cotton leather boots, and walked into the living room with bare socks and feet. Wang Xueli hurriedly looked for slippers for her from the shoe cabinet, took out a pair, which was worn by his wife Zhuang Yuemei, and felt that it was not suitable, so he stuffed it back and took out another pair, which was the flip-flops that his son Wang Shuo wore when he came back in the summer, of course, it was even more inappropriate, and finally took off the cotton slippers on his feet and gave them to Jin Xiaoman, and he put on his son's flip-flops.

Jin Xiaoman looked at Wang Xueli's hurried appearance because of his arrival, and secretly felt a little proud, and said, "Reporter Wang, you can eat first, and I will help you clean up the house." With that, he took off his down jacket, rolled up his sleeves, and went to the bathroom to find a rag to wipe the dust everywhere.

When she was alive, the 90-square-meter house was always spotless and well-organized, and she was responsible for washing Wang Xueli's clothes and even pants and socks. Since my wife left, the house has become a mess, with piles of clothes, newspapers and magazines, and dust everywhere under the furniture.

Seeing that Jin Xiaoman was busy inside and outside the house, Wang Xueli hurriedly said: "Manager Jin, please help me clean up the house, I'm so embarrassed, don't you still have to go to work in the restaurant?" ”

Jin Xiaoman smiled and said, "It's okay Reporter Wang, Mr. Lu gave me a day off to serve you." ”

Wang Xueli went into the bathroom to wash his face, rinse his mouth, came to the restaurant, and opened the breakfast box brought by Jin Xiaoman. There is a porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork, two tea eggs, two fresh meat buns, and one mixed with pork belly. It's not much, but it's all exquisitely done. After Wang Xueli ate it all, he just filled his stomach, which was full of beer last night and had become empty this morning.

Jin Xiaoman, on his side, packed up a lot of clothes, put them in the washing machine and turned them, and began to clean and make the bed and wipe the dust on the floor. After the dust was removed, the washing machine also beeped at the end.

Jin Xiaoman hung up his clothes one by one on the clothes pole on the balcony, his forehead was already sweating slightly, and his face was white and pink. Here, Wang Xueli was busy turning on the electric kettle to water and make tea, and invited the guests to sit down and rest for a while and drink some tea.

The two of them sat on a single sofa, each holding a cup of hot tea in their hands, and chatting about the newspaper and the restaurant. Jin Xiaoman corrected Wang Xueli not to call her Manager Jin anymore, you can call her Xiaojin or Xiaoman, and said that he would no longer call him Reporter Wang, but changed to Brother Wang. Chatting and chatting, I didn't realize that the clock placed on the TV cabinet was already pointing to half past ten.

Wang Xueli said: "Xiaojin, you brought me breakfast, and helped me clean up the house for a long time, I will treat you to a meal at noon." ”

Jin Xiaoman readily agreed, saying, "Okay, but you don't have to go out to eat, I'll help you make something if you have something at home." ”

Wang Xueli said embarrassedly: "I haven't opened a gang for a week, and I guess there's nothing in the refrigerator." ”

Jin Xiaoman got up, opened the refrigerator, and found that there were eggs, potatoes, onions, and Chinese cabbage in the freezer, and chopped pork ribs, chicken wings, and hairtail in the freezer. Rest, I'll call you out for dinner. ”

Wang Xueli was embarrassed to rest alone, got up and stood at the kitchen door to talk.

Jin Xiaoman's hands and feet were quick, and it only took an hour to simmer the rice, and the braised hairtail, cola chicken wings, scrambled eggs with onions, shredded potatoes, pork ribs and cabbage stewed wide vermicelli were also done.

Wang Xueli said with a smile: "Xiaojin, you are really a snail girl, you have made this table of delicacies in a blink of an eye, how do you know that it is all my favorite food?" ”

Jin Xiaoman said: "Brother Wang, you are making fun of me again, is there such an old snail girl?" What you have in the refrigerator at home is naturally what you love to eat, so you don't need to ask. ”

Wang Xueli remembered that these ingredients were prepared by his wife before her death, and felt a little sad in her heart, and saw the beautiful female guest who was busy with an apron, so she immediately changed her emotions and said, "Xiaojin, your table of good dishes has aroused my addiction to alcohol!" ”

Jin Xiaoman smiled: "Wow, then I'll accompany Brother Wang to drink some." ”

Wang Xueli opened the wine cabinet, hesitated between white wine and red wine, and finally took out a bottle of Great Wall dry red and two goblets.

This meal is not so much about satisfying the appetite as it is about two single men and women who are no longer young trying to find emotional resonance. Wang Xueli felt that sitting opposite was the beautiful version of the young Zhuang Yuemei, and Jin Xiaoman felt that sitting opposite was a cultured and elderly ex-husband. In short, the two came to the same conclusion in their hearts: although they can't ignite their passion, they can try to deal with it first.

With such a conclusion, after cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks after the meal, Jin Xiaoman said that there were many customers in the store on weekend nights, so he had to go back and take a look, and Wang Xueli naturally did not stay deeply.