The landlady's mind was lively, and when she heard the greeting, she understood that there was something wrong with the pair in front of her, and they smiled with a smile: "The seventh master knows Miss Ren, hey, it's not that a family doesn't enter the door, we are all blessed people!"

flattered, took advantage of the tricks, praised others and exalted themselves.

Ren Yan's heart moved, pursing his lips and smiling.

Gu Ting was speechless, his eyes were heavy, and the expression he looked at was quite playful for a moment. In the end, it is a Wuling boy with a silver saddle and a white horse to enjoy the spring breeze, he is serious, and he is also elegant.

In response to the sentence, silence is better than sound, and the landlady happily sent Ren Yan forward: "The seventh master is busy first, I will go to the front yard to greet my master, and I will go!"

said that it was to go, the fat body moved three times at a time, and the roots of the ears could stand up and listen to the movements behind, and it was easy to break into other people's mandarin duck dreams and linger.

Ren Yan squinted, seeing that she finally regretted going out, and then raised her head and smiled: "Xie Qiye."

Thank you, take care of her.

When she was unfamiliar with this place, she silently paved the way for her and let her go smoothly.

"Thank me, what?" I know that I want to ask a question, but I don't really want an answer.

When I asked, I was always idle, leaving the Gu family and my entourage, and even the tail note was entangled, which was not in accordance with the rules and was not in a proper manner.

Although the back is still straight, it is indescribably relaxed and comfortable in spirit, like a gluttonous old cat nesting on the roof tiles under the sun, squinting and casually watching the world's comings and goings, indifferent.

But he was the one who fell the deepest in the red dust.

Ren Yan didn't plan to look at his thousand faces, but only wanted the pure heart behind him. She got closer and took a look at his injuries: "Seventh Master's injuries are better?"

"It still hurts." His voice was low and soft and he smiled, like a joke and a coquette, and raked Ren Yan like a tickle.

Shouldn't it mean that it doesn't hurt anymore, or that it's much better, don't worry?

What does that mean?

Ren Yanhu covered his panic with his ears, and cleared his throat: "Then you still come to the kitchen, you deserve to hurt if you touch the knife and get wet!"

Half angry and half laughing, his mind is close, and the rules are lost.

"Then let's not touch it."

Men who do what they say can't lie to the girl, Gu Tingwen put the two washed onions in her palm smoothly, and patted her for her as if flattering, with a smile in his eyes, as if he had said a word to listen to you.

Ay?

Ren Yan was dumbfounded.

The thin strips of shallots, with a few water beads still hanging, ran down her fingers and passed the tender green green leaves, fell to the ground, and burrowed into the cracks of the large square bricks. Actually, she really wanted to drill after the first one.

"What is the Seventh Master going to do?" She crawled out of the pit she had dug to change the subject of safety.

"I haven't thought about it yet."

In order to accommodate her, Gu Tingwen walked up the steps side by side with her half-sided, and pushed open the carved wooden door. The room was lit with electric lights, and the beams of light hit the cotton curtains, and the night could not be seen.

Ren Yan smiled: "If I don't be pulled by Mrs. Tong, you will prepare to hold the green onion and meditate here, are you going to have dinner, or are you going to prepare breakfast with Ming'er?"

"No, it won't."

Won't anything?

He tilted his face, the broken hair on his forehead cast a soft shadow on his glasses, and the smile of his eyebrows and eyes rippled out of the shadows, wave after wave, all of which were from his heart.

No, can't wait for her to come.

If it doesn't work today, it's just another day.

Ren Yan turned his head, feeling embarrassed. Not only are the gentlemen greedy for beauty, but the girl is the same, she planted two times in the pit in succession for the beauty of the world in front of her.

Truth be told, she didn't seem to be planning to struggle to climb up again.

The man spoke again: "Why don't you speak?"

She lowered her head and pretended, but in fact, her ears were hot, and her eyes were hot, and she was afraid that she would see it when she looked up.

Gu Tingwen didn't plan to let her go: "Gu Youweisheng, I can probably understand his mind now."

and the woman are under the beam, the woman does not come, the water does not go, and she hugs the beam and dies.

How can you say such a thing?

"Seventh Master ......"

"Huh?"

He answered, with a smile in his voice, and raised his eyes, with her in his heart.

The string hanging on Ren Yan's heart broke, and the mountain shook in an instant, so that she couldn't say anything, and her hands behind her back were rubbing, always hot.

"My newspaper colleagues live here, and I come occasionally," he said, smiling helplessly as he interrupted the conversation he had just started, "to cook for them." ”

Oh.

The seventh master is really approachable.

Ren Yan looked at the fish pickled in the porcelain bowl, the vegetables washed in the copper basin, and the white gas coming out of the steamer, smelling like steamed chicken with lotus leaves, and the mellow fragrance of lotus leaves made people hungry.

I have an idea for a long time, what to say about the tail life and hugging the pillar, and I will not stop until I die! It can be seen that he took advantage of her uneasiness just now and said all the words that deceived her!

She glared at him.

Gu Tingwen still smiled: "I've been here for a long time, I haven't eaten a bite of tea, and my spirit is not good."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to her. Ren Yan didn't care, just hugged his shoulders and looked at him, and saw what kind of demon he could make trouble!

He didn't collect it, but persistently handed it forward, under her nose, his fingertips lightly touching her elbows, and making a shallow mark on her cuffs.

The tall and long-armed men are cheating, are they all so clever?

Ren Yan sighed and poked his fingertips with his fingertips: "Is there anything wrong with you?"

Gu Tingwen still looked lazy just now: "The seventh master said that his elbow is not cheap, and he will let the girl untie the cuffs."

So how do you roll it up?

She still glared at him.

He wasn't annoyed, he was on opposite to her fingertips, which was really a bit of a tail. Ren Yan sighed, losing the battle and losing the momentum.

"The doctor didn't tell you to take care of it, you don't like to eat outside, you should call someone to cook for you." Ren Yan removed the armband and carefully lowered his sleeves, "How can you do it yourself!" ”

No matter how bad it is, wait for her to come back.

Didn't you say that you understand Oyu?

Gu Tingwen lowered his head and watched her busy in front of her own eyes, her little mass of temperament was so big that she was bluffing, and she felt more and more ironed: "I know, pay attention next time."

Ren Yan was dissatisfied: "Are you going back next time?" Your elbow is not good, who will give you the next time, here! ”

He raised his hand good-naturedly and listened to her chatter: "I see that your cuffs are stained with water, and the wound is soaked." Do you want to go to the hospital to take a look, the wound is so deep, it's only been a few days......"

"Squeak-"

"Seventh Master—"

Two men with glasses came to the door, one after the other went in, and they laughed as they walked: "I can still eat the craftsmanship of the seventh master today, if we don't have this honor, then we can ......."

As soon as he raised his eyes, Gu Tingwen stood with his back to them, half of a girl's face on his shoulder, staring at the two round eyes, and he wanted to stop talking.

This is the wind and moon that collided with others.

The two gentlemen looked at each other and smiled, nodded at Ren Yan, retreated without hurry, and smiled through the door curtain: "If the seventh master is not free, let's go back and talk again, no hurry!"

After speaking, the footsteps leisurely walked away.

How can you call it empty?

What's not in a hurry?

Ren Yan put his head against Gu Tingwen's chest and rubbed his teeth. Where there is no one to tell, it is just a misunderstanding, and it must be made clear when you meet it back.

The shout at the back of his head was smoothed, and then Gu Tingwen's voice came: "They are colleagues in the newspaper, they usually write articles, they also love to write, and they are often imaginative, if you explain to them, ...... you"

deliberately left half a sentence in my heart.

Ren Yan hung his head, and said angrily: "Could it be that the Seventh Master feels that there is something unclear between us, we are all scholars, and I must understand it in my heart."

"The one who is afraid is the one who understands," he sighed, stroking her hair, "pretending to be confused." ”

Who do you say?

She raised her eyes, and she looked fierce.

Gu Tingwen was very gentle: "Besides, I don't really want to explain it clearly, I explain it clearly, and the injury is also sad, so confused, do you think it's good?"

Ren Yan didn't like him: "What do you think?"

"Good, not good." He took her hand along her thin arm and brought it to the desk: "I always want to be justified."

Ren's ears turned red again.

The one next to him still smiled: "Don't worry, let me find a suitable time and place, let's sit down and have a good talk, okay?"

Who's in a hurry?

Ren Yan slapped his hand away, covered his face and muttered in his heart, then you should hurry up and find a place!

"Okay." She listened to herself.

Gu Tingwen laughed softly, and said after a long time: "Mrs. Tong said, you originally wanted to invite her to eat shabu-shabu?"

"Yes."

Ren Yan told him what happened yesterday: "Later, when I figured it out, I was greedy, so it was better to invite Mr. and Mrs. Tong to make a piece to eat, which was lively."

Gu Tingwen thought for a while: "Replace the meat slices with wide belly."

Ren Yan's eyes lit up: "Do you mean that the dry belly is wide, shaved into flowers, and then sent into the soup?"

He nodded, "You can give it a try."

But whether it is a thick piece or a thin hanging piece, the circle is round, and the dry goods are a little uneven. The concave surface is smooth, and the convex surface is a little corrugated, but I am afraid that it is not good to plan.

The common practice is to cut the oblique knife or slope knife, how to make it if it is not sent? Ren Yan was a little eager to try.

When Gu Ting heard this, he sent some wide belly, and the transparent thick pieces were pressed on the cutting board, and Ren Yan took the planer and pushed it out, rolling out a small belly flower.

"Hey, that's pretty too."

She shaved a few more slices, then turned back in high spirits and handed him the planer: "Would you like to try it?"

"Okay."

He answered, and then walked over, and put his hand behind him over the back of her hand, his chin almost on her shoulder, and the little girl in front of him was in his arms.

Ren Yan tilted his head slightly, and his breath was not smooth.

But he also said: "My arm is still hurting, you push the knife hard."

“…… All right. ”

The wide belly is not a good object, it is difficult to clean up, and after pushing it twice, Ren Yan sweated in her head, and she stammered: "I, I'm going to make belly flowers, you continue!"

Ren Yan escaped from his embrace, sat in a pot of cold water and waited for it to boil.

Gu Tingwen dropped the planer: "Go back and order a planer knife for you."

"How?" She turned her face back, curious.

"Your hands are too small."

He looked down and smiled.