The rain kept dripping, as if there was no intention of stopping, and the cherry tree branches swept back and forth on the window, making a 'pop' that woke up Zhou Fan, who was dreaming.

In the dim light, Naika turned over and faced Zhou Fan. She breathed evenly, her eyelashes were upturned, her eyebrows were slender, and her pink red lips were very close to Zhou Fan.

The cloakroom next door was not tidyed, and the two were in a state of 'cohabitation' all the time.

Zhou Fan got up gently, for fear of waking her up, so he opened the window, and a chill came to his face.

"What are you doing?" Naka asked, leaning on the bed.

"Wake you up, the branches are so noisy, I want to break it so it doesn't make a sound."

"Don't break it, you break it, the big tree hurts a lot, and you forcibly pull other people's children off their mothers, you are so cruel."

Naika's words deeply pierced Zhou Fan's heart.

Does the tree really hurt?

Will it?

Zhou Fan slowly let go of the branch in his hand and fell into deep thought.

Naka got up and closed the window again, and the branches began to make a 'pop' sound again.

"What's wrong with you?" Naka looked at her strange expression.

"I'm fine." Zhou Fan climbed back onto the bed, curled up, holding his calves with both hands, and his knees pressed against his chin, do you make any noise.

"Are you alright?"

"Hmm"

Naka looked at her, she was strange. After knowing her for more than two months, I don't know anything about her, and she's like a mystery.

Trees hurt, but what about mine? For a few days, I couldn't seem to remember the pain at all, and I would forget everything that happened to me. Now I feel sad because of her words? Zhou Fan's heart was completely messed up, messed up.

It was a little later than usual, and it was gray.

Naka changed her clothes and prepared to go downstairs.

Zhou Fan is still in the same posture, and she has been in the same position for almost two hours, isn't she tired?

"Let's go down and cook breakfast, okay?" Naka asked her.

Zhou Fan didn't answer anything, and continued her contemplation.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Naka gently closed the door and went downstairs.

Two days ago, I thought Shilang was very handsome, and yesterday I asked the second senior brother for a salary, as if I had forgotten the loss of my son and my husband.

Why did I become like this, am I heartless, I am a terrible person.

Zhou Fan went down the stairs with a bad expression on his face.

The table was almost full.

"The four of us, are you done eating?" Zhou Fan pointed to the dishes on the table and said.

"The second senior brother is here, no matter how much there is, there will be no more." Naka said with a smile.

"It's a fitting title, it's very appropriate, how did you come up with that?"

"Ahh

"Then look at what I look like." Naka spun around, her long hair fluttering up, and her smile was charming.

"Jade-Faced Fox"

"Jade-faced fox?" Naka's white fingers were put to her mouth and she muttered quietly.

It seems that she hasn't seen that episode yet, in fact, she is more like a fairy. Zhou Fan looked at her, since she came to Japan, she has taken good care of herself, whether it is in study or life. I really want to thank her, but I don't know how to express it.

"I'll wash my hands" Zhou Fan walked to the bathroom.

The second senior brother's room was on the right side of the bathroom, Zhou Fan leaned his ear against the door, the snoring continued, and it seemed that he hadn't woken up yet. Thinking about last night, I didn't get angry.

Shi Lang patted Zhou Fang's shoulder, frightening Zhou Fan.

"Why?"

Zhou Fan pulled him, walked into his room, and closed the door gently.

"What are you eavesdropping?"

"Be quiet."

Zhou Fan opened the door and saw that the door of the second senior brother was not opened, proving that he had not woken up yet.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and the room in front of me was an eye-opener.

Clothes were thrown everywhere, socks were scattered all over the ground, and the bed was even more miserable, half of the quilt fell to the ground, and the mattress almost turned sideways. The instant noodle bucket took up most of the computer desk, and the poor computer was squeezed into a corner.

Look at him again, the white T-shirt is already colorful, the hair is messy, a pair of cropped pants is also zobby, and the image of the beautiful man disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Nice room, quite creative." Zhou Fan opened the door in astonishment and bowed to him.

"Porphyria"

A loud voice came from the second senior brother's room.

"Comfortable"

You don't have to think about it to know what it is.

My god, who are these people!

One snores, gassing. The other person is bright in front of him, but he is a sloppy king.

"Sleep so well" The second senior brother's voice seemed to have a sound transmission technique, and it could reach Zhou Fan's ears through two barriers.

Sleep soundly, I'll make you eat more deliciously, and add another spoonful of salt to his soup bowl.

Sample, I'll let you not pay me a salary, see how I play you to death.

"Everyone's morning" The second senior brother swayed from side to side, jumping with the fat all over his body, like a sumo wrestler.

"Mr. Hong is early," Naka greeted him politely.

"Zhou Fan, look at Naika, how polite she is, why can't you learn it?"

Zhou Fan was drinking soup, and when he said this, he put down the spoon in his hand.

"Uncle Hong is early." Zhou Fan leaned down and bowed ninety degrees.

"How is it uncle?" Hong Yu sat and asked, raising his eyebrows.

"You and my uncle are classmates, and there won't be much difference in age, so I don't call my uncle anything." She asked Hong Yu with sharp teeth.

"That can't be called uncle, it's not appropriate now, wait for Zhou Fang and Hong Ling to get married, by the way, I will give you a red envelope when they get married, hey."

Look at his face full of meat, with a head on his shoulders, not even a neck. It's a boss anyway, he doesn't even give up a little red envelope, a miser, a stingy ghost, thirty-eight long and thirty-eight legs, and a dead fat man. Zhou Fan scolded enough in his heart.

"Eat, eat" Hong Yu stuffed an egg roll into his mouth, puffing out his cheeks, and looked fatter.

After praying, Naka also began to eat breakfast. There is no hurry or slowness in eating, and there is no sound.

Shi Lang wears a casual sportswear, his hair is clean and fluffy, and his signature smile is still on his face.

The second senior brother is gobbling up, eating a lot, and the upper and lower lips are constantly making sounds, and they don't pay attention to their personal image at all. In front of Japanese beauties, why don't you know how to restrain yourself.

Zhou Fan saw that the second senior brother took a sip of soup, and his eyebrows rose, and he was complacent.

"Why is this so salty!"

"Hmm"

"Is it salty? No, I think it's just right. Shilang said after a few more sips.

Zhou Fan and Naika shook their heads in unison, Zhou Fan was even more calm and composed, and he couldn't see any flaws at all.

"Anyway, I'm full, so I don't drink." The second senior brother pushed the soup outward.

"It's a shame to waste, and in China's remote mountainous areas, there are still many families who don't have enough to eat and don't have warm clothes. Mr. Hong. ”

Zhou Fan drank the soup calmly and freely, and said slowly.

She knew that Hong Yu was not a wasteful person, and she was also in the restaurant, and no leftovers or leftovers were allowed.

Hong Yu didn't say no, picked up the bowl of soup, didn't breathe when he practiced breathing, and drank it in one go.

Put down the bowl and walk out of the dining room.

Zhou Fan covered his mouth and snickered, his eyes just collided with Shi Lang's eyes, and he wanted to suppress his snickering expression, but he still saw it.

He stepped on Zhou Fan's foot with his foot, like a warning.

Zhou Fan touched his sore foot, his face showing the pleasure of revenge.

Half an hour away, Zhou Fan rode a bicycle and wore a raincoat, shuttling quickly on the road.

"Annoying rainy day." Zhou Fan waited for the red light and scolded.

Every day I pass by here, every day it's a red light, how can I be so unlucky.

The teacher said that you can't run a red light. The words jumped to her head again.

There was no car, Zhou Fan waited until the green light was on, then he got on his bicycle again and rushed to the hotel.

"Xiao Zhou, you're late today."

This morning, I patronized the second senior brother and forgot to look at the time to go out, but the result was quite satisfying.

"Master" Zhou Fan remembered last night's conversation and shouted respectfully.

"Where is Xiao Zhou's hometown?"

"Grassland"

"Which one of the Chinese cuisines do you like?"

The master's question stumped Zhou Fan, and he didn't like it very much.

"I don't like anything too spicy, too salty, or too flavorful."

"Why did you come to Japan?"

Master, is this checking the household registration?

"I, I ......"

Can you say that you came to Japan because of money? It's too superficial, but I can't help but answer!

"I came because of Boss Hong's sister, she wanted me to learn Japanese cuisine, but I didn't expect to come here."

"Japanese food, do you like it?"

"It's okay" Zhou Fan was a little nervous, afraid that if he said the wrong thing, the master would be unhappy.

"I also like Japanese food."

"Really? I thought you didn't like it, but I was worried about it. ”

"Does food know no borders?"

"Today I'm going to teach you what dishes to go with, from nutrition, to taste, appearance, it's all university questions."

In Zhou Fan's eyes, the master is an approachable and kind old man, and if Abu hadn't died, he would definitely be like him.

Due to the rainy day, there is no business in the store, and the master also let Chen Fei and Xiaonuo join the study team, not to mention how happy the two are, now they will not feel guilty, after all, they came earlier than themselves, and they have been with the master for a long time.

After dinner, Zhou Fan took a toothpick and fiddled with the dishes stuffed between his teeth.

"Look at you, what kind of woman have you ever seen picking her teeth in front of so many people." Hong Yu leaned on the dining chair and smoked a cigarette, pointing at Zhou Fan and said.

You damn Zhu Bajie, do you have to say me in front of so many people? Didn't I just mention your salary? If it weren't for the fact that I don't have any money now, and if you weren't Hong Ling's brother, I would have beaten you up again. Zhou Fan gritted his teeth and scolded in his heart.

"That's it, you see that all the girls in our store are as beautiful as flowers, how did you get it?"

Zhou Fan glared at Chen Fei, who agreed. Pinch the knuckles.

Chen Fei didn't say anything more, stood up and said, "I'll go outside to see if it's raining anymore." ”

The store was filled with customers one after another, and the intense work began.

According to what the master said, what dishes are more nutritious and visually appealing, and the master is ready one by one.

"Cooking pays attention to the heat, the order, the first and then the taste will be affected," the chef carefully explained.

Zhou Fan took the record seriously with his pen, and if he didn't understand, he would ask again, didn't he say 'don't you have a shame to ask'? Afraid of what.

For more than two hours, Zhou Fan memorized and recorded all the steps in detail, and a small book was full of memories.

The chef put the spoon in the pot and finally finished all the dishes ordered by the customer. Tired and sweaty, after all, age is not forgiving. Looking at Chen Fei again, their faces were red and breathless, and they didn't seem so struggling.

Zhou Fan hurriedly handed him the teacup and asked him to sit down and rest.

"Zhou Fan, the master is old, you have to study hard and strive to get to work as soon as possible."

"Master rest assured that I will learn by heart, you rest first, I will wash the dishes first." Zhou Fan rolled up her sleeves and walked to the pool to start her other job.

Senior Brother's loud sound transmission technique is reverberating again.

"Look at your lazy appearance, just a few tables of people, I still can't figure it out, what to eat."

Zhou Fan took off his rubber gloves, slipped out of the back door, and came to the second senior brother's car.

Making sure there was no one around, he took a toothpick out of her pocket and smiled evilly.