Sent Cao Aiqing to a nearby subway station, looked at the girl and waved goodbye to herself, today's Shura field finally came to an end.

He Tianran is now like a cloud.

Wen Liang saw himself after being reborn, and he also said that he was his friend; Now Cao Aiqing said something similar.

Is it so happy to be friends with yourself?

Thinking about it this way, the word "friend" is really wonderful, just like the "beginner" in the game, who can be transformed into a mage, a warrior, a knight, etc., in the future, and the same is true for "friends", maybe one day they will be upgraded to confidants, lovers, or ...... Brothers?

In short, the word is really infinite in interpersonal communication.

He Tianran came to the supermarket to buy all the ingredients needed by Wen Liang, and it was strange to say that he had been out for a long time, but the girl sent two WeChat messages, one was a list of ingredients, and the other was that she found curry powder at home, indicating that the curry for two was enough.

"Of course it's enough, but I'll have to find an excuse to sneak out......"

The weak-hearted otaku muttered to himself, he was quite puzzled, this message was sent half an hour ago, and there was no news of urging after that.

"Maybe you have everything at home, so even if you wait, it won't be too boring."

He Tianran carried a large bag of ingredients, walked into the elevator, and pressed the floor where his house was located.

When he got home and entered the door, He Tianran lowered his head and changed into slippers.

The hustle and bustle of the TV in the living room, the sound of stir-frying in the kitchen, everything seems to be better than expected.

"This dish is Yunnan cuisine, called Da Rescue Driver, using the special bait over there, Xiao Wen, you are not from Chongqing, you will add some oil and chili peppers into it, you will like to keep it, I am here, what curry do you eat!"

"Uncle, you are so good at your craft! I can also cook Yunnan food! ”

"Haha, this is when I was young, I went to Yunnan to volunteer and learn from a chef, come, hand me the plate......"

Hearing the conversation in the kitchen, the boy walked over and saw a tall man's back busy, Wen Liang was helping to help, as soon as she saw He Tianran, she said happily:

"Natural, you're back!"

The man also turned his head when he heard this, he was a middle-aged man in his forties, with long hair, a burning cigarette in his mouth, jeans, and a brown retro jacket.

He Tianran calmly opened the refrigerator silently, but found that there were a lot of things in it, and the man didn't pay much attention to him, turned his head and continued to stir-fry.

Wen Liang looked left and right, walked up to the boy in small steps, and whispered: "Naturally, your father came to see you, and you didn't say hello?" ”

With his back to the two of them, He Tianran, who had put the ingredients in place, said bluntly:

"How did you come up with this today?"

"Let's see if you're dead, if you're dead, I'll return this house by the way, and save a thousand yuan for Lao Tzu every month."

The man put the dishes in the pot on a plate, turned off the heat and walked out of the kitchen with the plate.

This person is He Tianran's father He Panshan, fifteen years ago was named one of the top ten outstanding young entrepreneurs in the port city, in the early years in the local literary circle is also a well-known OG level figure, college learned computers, after graduation to catch up with the rapid development of the Internet era, his own business to get a few software after taking off, called "Shanhai Technology" technology company is currently the star enterprise of the port city.

Wen Liang put the meal on the table, looking at the father and son staring at each other without moving, she was not embarrassed to pick up the chopsticks.

He Panshan noticed the little girl's embarrassment, smiled and picked up a piece of meat and put it in her bowl.

"Xiao Wen, you eat yours."

Wen Liang nodded, and carefully glanced at the silent He Tianran.

She knew that He Tianran had a bad relationship with his parents, so she was afraid that this guy would do something out of the ordinary.

He Panshan looked at his son with a cigarette and felt a little funny, he took out a box of Haley from his bag and said:

"Grown up, have one?"

"Beware you get lung cancer."

"Hey, how much does it cost to change lungs."

"Nouveau riche."

"I'm in my house, and you can still control how Lao Tzu speaks?"

“……”

Wen Liang listened to the conversation between the two fathers and sons back and forth, like the tip of a needle to Mai Mang, and suddenly coughed uncomfortably.

He Panshan took a look, hurriedly snuffed out the cigarette, and put on a good face.

"Xiao Wen, you can't smell the smell of smoke, you said it earlier, I didn't react to you in the kitchen just now, and I thought you were used to it."

Wen Liang shook his head: "It's okay uncle, you smoke yours, I'll go open the window." ”

Taking advantage of the time when the girl got up to leave, He Panshan teased: "Good boy, do you know that you feel sorry for a woman?" ”

He Tianran rolled his eyes, and didn't answer his stubble, the middle-aged man could only talk to himself and continued:

"I thought you lived alone, this house would be dirty like a kennel, but I didn't expect that when I came, it was a little girl who opened the door for me, I thought that your kid sublet the house and swallowed the rest of the money."

When Wen Liang came back, he happened to hear this sentence and quipped:

"Then uncle, you have to watch it, I think he can do such a thing."

"Hahaha, that's true, come to Xiaowen and try your uncle's craftsmanship."

He Panshan moved his chopsticks, and rarely communicated with his son during the meal, but chatted very speculatively with the cheerful Wen Liang, so that some of the deeds of the prodigal son were revealed.

"No wonder the natural guitar plays so well, it turned out that my uncle taught me."

"Of course, when he was still crying in the cradle, I was playing the gun flower "Don't Cry" in front of him, I thought there was this kind of edification, how to say that I should like Menglong's hanging when I grew up, but I didn't expect that the guitar came to him, and the most played was "Pure Land of Bliss", are you angry? I wouldn't be so angry when he gave me the whole song "Slam Dunk"! ”

Although He Panshan, who was born in the late seventies, and his post-00s son, there is still a big gap in personality.

Wen Liang listened to such interesting stories, tears were about to burst into laughter, and she gasped and said, "No, it's okay...... Uncle, I love Menglong, I even went on their tour in Shanghai when I was in junior high school! ”

When He Panshan heard this, he slapped his thigh and said, "Really? I heard that they will come to Hong Kong City this year, so I will leave two tickets for you and Nature at that time. ”

"Hmm!"

Wen Liang agreed, He Tianran's eyes swept away, and the two of them looked like real father and daughter.

He Panshan was happy, lit another cigarette, and said with a smile:

"By the way, Xiao Wen, Uncle has a question for you."

Wen Liang stopped laughing and put down the dishes and chopsticks: "Uncle, you said." ”

"How long have you two been together?"

"Dad!"

He Tianran let out a loud shout, interrupting the question.

He Panshan glared at his son impatiently and said, "Did I talk to you?" You shut up! ”

"No, we're ......"

He Tianran still wanted to implement his own set of "friend" doctrine, but Wen Liang's cheeks turned red at this time, and he said in a low voice:

"Uncle, we haven't been together yet......"

He Panshan was not happy, he looked at his son, frowned, and said angrily:

"You a**, what are you still thinking?"

"I was wondering when you're leaving!"

The boy also replied angrily.