When Qingyi quit the game, Robert's roar echoed in his ears.

"Enough, I've had enough."

Qingyi stood up, walked to the side of the bed, and lay down heavily. The moon outside the window is not hanging high. The breeze blows through the treetops, and the leaves seem to whisper. In the back of his mind, Robert's skeletal face slowly overlapped with his father's face...... Slowly coincide...... It seemed to open its mouth wide and yell at him endlessly.

He let out a long breath, took the pillow, and smothered his face hard: "I...... Enough is enough. Don't want to hear your lessons again. ”

Ding dong!

Qingyi's ears jumped, and he quickly straightened up: "Who?" ”

"It's me!" Mrs. Green's voice came from outside the door, and she was still a little anxious: "Zhang, can you open the door?" I want to ask you for help. ”

Qingyi put on his slippers (the left and right sides were reversed), and trotted over to open the door: "What's the matter?" As he spoke, he picked up the key from the cabinet by the door.

Mrs. Green's skirt was still dripping wet, and she smiled embarrassedly, "The faucet is broken, but when I called the repairmen, they were all off work......

"It's okay, I'm here." Qingyi closed the door and smiled a little stiffly.

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Although Qingyi never considered working when he lived in a rental house, and spent the family's money, he was by no means a pampered guy. During the three years of living alone overseas, he became proficient in repairing water pipes, changing light bulbs, changing gas and other miscellaneous items, and once even climbed a five-meter-high tree to help Mrs. Green take her kitten "Barbie" next. But cooking this kind of thing, he has no talent at all, buy a few pots and burn a few, so every day to order takeaway, so that the nearby fast food restaurant knows that there is a Chinese who particularly likes Western fast food.

"You can't know who your boss is, but you can't not know who Zhang is." This is a joke circulating in a certain fast food restaurant, and Qingyi only laughed it off after hearing it.

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Mrs. Green had a lot of age spots on her face, gray hair, a pair of reading glasses, and a pair of dentures. I like to watch talk shows (especially Oprah's), and I can always laugh when I watch them, and I have a very young mentality and a sense of humor. In addition to running a free cooking class in the community (every Monday and Wednesday), she also enjoys going to the club on weekends to dance ballroom dancing with other seniors.

She was a widowed grandmother whose husband died in the Gulf War. After her children were married, she chose to stay with her pet on the outskirts of Cambridge City and share the house with tenants. Qingyi was looking for cleanliness and cheapness at that time, and Mrs. Green was also quite satisfied with this shy and introverted Chinese young man, and this time they got along for three years. To be honest, Qingyi has also received a lot of help from the other party in the past three years, and has long regarded the other party as a reliable person.

in the bathroom.

This time the problem with the faucet is not serious, but the consequences are relatively serious, Qingyi wiped his sweat, and when he stood up, he found that even the tips of his hair were dripping. He stroked his hair casually and said with a smile: "It's because the water pipe is aging, so the interface is leaking." Mrs. Green, I've taped the connectors, but you'll have to get a new hose tomorrow. Just use the original model of water pipe. ”

"Zhang, towels." Mrs. Green handed the clean white towel to Qingyi.

Qingyi was not polite, and wiped his head casually when he said "thank you": "If there is nothing to do, then I will go back first?" ”

"Have you eaten?"

Hearing this greeting with a Chinese flavor from a foreign person, Qingyi was stunned: "Ah, not yet." ”

"My son was supposed to come and see me, but he worked overtime, so I cooked too much food and couldn't finish it alone. Come on, Zhang, let's eat together? Mrs. Green said with a smile.

Qingyi rolled her eyes in her heart. Here we go again, and Mrs. Green is using the [Eat Together] skill on me again! The stomach twitched a few times at the right time, and it seemed that the verdict had failed......

"Hmm...... Thank you. ”

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Mrs. Green hung her apron behind the door and said with a smile: "Zhang, don't Chinese like to do it yourself?" Eat it. ”

Qingyi, who had been sitting at the round table and waiting obediently, smiled helplessly, scooped two bowls of soup with a spoon, and gave the old man a bowl before giving himself a bowl. Respecting the old and loving the young is a common virtue in the world.

The soup is a sweet corn soup, and the milky white soup contains a lot of chicken essence, and you can scrape out finely chopped corn kernels and ham kernels just by scraping it with a spoon. The soup is thick and creamy, very warm, not to mention the soup is sprinkled with some roasted minced onions. As long as you take a sip, the mouth, tongue, throat, esophagus, stomach ...... You can clearly feel a warm current flowing through your body, making every cell feel radiant.

In the pot is a naturally scented lettuce salad, which Mrs. Green herself grows on the balcony, and is an absolute green food. Each bite is salty and sweet, and the lettuce has a refreshing taste and the water-filled leaves burst out in the mouth, making it a very fulfilling dish. The salad dressing was made by Mrs. Green herself, and Qingyi can't guarantee that this is the best salad, but it is the most authentic old-fashioned method. He used to eat this dish as a meal.

Double-flavored chicken thighs. The golden chicken shanks are neatly stacked on a plate, drizzled with sticky honey sauce on one side and steaming black pepper sauce on the other, which is why Qingyi calls it a double-flavored chicken thigh. There's a reason for this dish, Mrs. Green likes sweets (even if she has her dentures, she likes to go to the street ice cream truck and buy a double ball ice cream), while Qingyi likes to eat salty and spicy, so this chicken leg also uses two sauces with different flavors. The chicken thighs with black pepper sauce are simply a man's favorite, and the precious feeling of slightly spicy in the mouth makes people feel powerful!

Finally, a pickled gherkin. This cucumber is only the size of a finger, and the tradition in Mrs. Green's hometown is to marinate it with salt, and it is refreshing and salty to eat, and it has a sour taste, and the saliva is immediately stimulated to roll out! It's very appetizing and sluggish, similar to the Chinese pickled garlic.

Qingyi asked Mrs. Green to activate her skills every time she was willing to come over for dinner, but after she came, she didn't want to leave, so she had to drink up the soup and finish the dishes. If you look at the chicken legs he has gnawed, to put it mildly, it is cleaner than a dog's food. Now he is stuffing gherkins into his mouth one after another, Kaba Kaba, chewing so cool!

"Zhang, weren't you happy just now?" Across the table, Mrs. Green asked, her eyes full of wisdom reflecting Qingyi's figure.

Qingyi's chewing speed slowed suddenly, and then, he nodded.