Although the dark glasses can't open their eyes, their nose is still very smart, and when they smell the sauce, they come to the table first, and the color is ready.

Xie Yuchen looked at the black glasses without interest, shook his head helplessly, and sat next to him.

The stuffy oil bottle glanced at the two of them warningly, turned around and went back to the kitchen to help Wu Xie, Xie Yuchen saw the stuffy oil bottle turn around and leave, quickly pinched a piece of bacon, and stuffed it into the mouth of the black glasses.

The black glasses were happy in his heart, chewing silently, and his heart was actually full of emotion, or let the storm come more violently, it is best to have a life that can't take care of himself, so that the two of them can further go on a blind date together.

When the stuffy oil bottle returned to the kitchen, Wu Xie had already cooked the dumplings of the little yellow chicken. Seeing the stuffy oil bottle walk in, he brought him the rice bowl and said, "Try it, see if you like it?" ”

The stuffy oil bottle took the dumplings that looked like a small yellow chicken, tasted one casually, and responded: "If you make it, it's all delicious." ”

"If you like, I'll do more next time." Wu Xie said.

"Let's cook a bowl of noodles in a moment." The stuffy oil bottle said suddenly.

Wu Xie was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Little brother, I eat dumplings in my thirties, and I only eat noodles in my second year." ”

The stuffy oil bottle didn't hear the meaning of Wu's evil words, and once again emphasized: "You want to live a long life." ”

Wu Xie didn't know the meaning of the stuffy oil bottle, turned around and opened the refrigerator and said, "Okay, then I'll look for it and see if there is any noodles." ”

"A bowl of dry noodles is fine, and the rest is not important." Stuffy Oil Bottle said.

Wu Xie glanced around the refrigerator, there were a lot of ingredients piled up in it, he casually took out a tomato, two eggs, and a prawn from it, and thought about it for a while and took a bowl of flour.

"Little brother, you come to see the dumplings boiled, when the water boils, smash the water, after boiling, boil for two minutes and then get out of the pot, and then the dumplings will be raw in the next place." Wu Xie said.

The stuffy oil bottle nodded, and as a result, Wu Xie took out the board and a small basin, and began to mix the noodles, and the tomatoes were soaked in the pool.

The stuffy oil bottle looked at Wu Xie's busy figure, turned around and squeezed Wu Xie aside, and as a result, the dough in Wu Xie's hand began to be kneaded.

He kneaded the dough very skillfully, and soon kneaded the dough into a very long thin strip, Wu Xie washed the tomatoes, cut them into slices, boiled them in a small pot, and while boiling the dumplings, he waited for the water in the small pot to boil.

Below、Fly eggs、Put the seasoning、Put the tomatoes in it, turn off the heat。 Wu Xie's actions were completed in one go, and finally he found a small jar of blue and white porcelain, poured the noodles and soup into it, lit it with sesame oil, and covered it with a lid to bring the stuffy oil bottle to the table.

This is the first year that the stuffy oil bottle has come back, several people are sitting around the dining table, the 2016 Spring Festival Gala is broadcast on TV, the corners of the black glasses mouth are still stained with food residues, the stuffy oil bottle pretends not to see, but the heart is a big note for the black glasses.

The food on the table is very rich, in addition to the special dumplings made by Wu Xie, there are fish and meat, meat and vegetarian, cold and hot, and a table is full.

Wu Xie put the special longevity noodles in front of the stuffy oil bottle, and the group began to eat.

Firecrackers and fireworks are constantly outside the window, and the friendship in the house is warm. The stuffy oil bottle opened the lid and silently ate longevity noodles, which was obviously the most ordinary food, but he ate it with relish.

Wu Xie looked at the stuffy oil bottle, from time to time with two chopsticks and dumplings, more often than not, he watched them eat, the stuffy oil bottle knew that Wu Xie had been buying all kinds of New Year's goods and doing hygiene non-stop in the past two days, and he was very tired, so he put his arm around Wu Xie with one hand and let him lean on his shoulder.

Wu Xie didn't twist either, leaning generously on the stuffy oil bottle, and from time to time he sandwiched vegetables to the stuffy oil bottle.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Wang Fatzi occupied most of the sofa, sitting in front of the TV to watch the Spring Festival Gala, Xie Yuchen held his mobile phone, I don't know if he was playing Tetris, or sending a group New Year's message, black glasses sat at the other end of the sofa in a regular manner, listening to the Spring Festival Gala with his eyes closed.

Wu Xie and the stuffy oil bottle were not interested in the Spring Festival Gala or anything, and sat in the living room near the window. The two of them stared at the night sky, and at midnight, the countdown bell combined with the sound of firecrackers outside, there was a commotion.

The stuffy oil bottle suddenly said loudly: "Wu Xie, we will all celebrate the New Year together in the future." ”

Wu Xie responded: "Well, every year I make dumplings in the shape of a little yellow chicken for you and cook longevity noodles for you." ”

The stuffy oil bottle looked at Wu Xie seriously and said, "I just want to be with you every day, live together, and grow old together." ”

Wu Xie was stunned for a moment, this was the most romantic sentence he had ever heard in his thirty-eight years of life, and he responded without hesitation: "Okay, I promise you." ”

The stuffy oil bottle looked at Wu Xie, gently took him into his arms, leaned on Wu Xie's shoulder, and said sullenly: "Don't disappear without saying a word." ”

Wu Xie frowned slightly, and said with some dissatisfaction: "I learned from you." ”

The stuffy oil bottle tightened his arm slightly, and said, "Not in the future." ”

Wu Xie felt the strength of the stuffy oil bottle's arm, and hugged him with his backhand, leaning against the windowsill, and the two of them fell asleep unconsciously.