An hour later, Yanlord Riverside Park.

Qian Cai arrived at the door with a large bag and a small bag, and raised his hand angrily and knocked on the door.

"Wait a minute!" There was a rush of footsteps inside.

Qian Cai put down his things, looked left and right, and found that this house should not be Mi Shu living alone, and a small broom was placed at the door, which didn't look like something that Mi Shu could use, she said that her mother was very busy, probably an aunt who didn't live at home.

Otherwise, you probably wouldn't have needed those pots and pans, right?

The last time I saw her put a barbecue bag on the plate, she was very skilled, and she didn't buy anything from outside to eat.

Two minutes later, the door opened.

Mishu wore a white dress, wiped her hair with a towel, and held out a hand.

Qian Cai waved his hand: "You can't take it." ”

With that, he lifted two bags of heavy objects and walked straight past her into the kitchen.

When he entered the kitchen, he found that there was a name in the corner.

Curious, he put a bag on it.

Good guys, 13.2 kg.

I have to have not bought vegetables for two or three years, he is really unfamiliar, and he has bought too much this time.

Mishu walked in, saw that he was weighing something, and reminded him.

"That's not accurate, my aunt put a bag of rice on it for a long time, and it was broken, and I can stand up for 100."

Qian Cai listened curiously, looked down and looked again.

"Then you are a baby, the electronic scale is not easy to adjust, you have to sell meat to those vegetable market sellers, maybe it can be higher than the price you buy."

"I'm not going to sell that to those people!"

Mi Shu puffed up, and then looked at Qian Cai's bag with some curiosity.

"You've bought too much, haven't you? I have meat in the kitchen at home! ”

Qian Cai was also a little speechless: "Why don't you call Kang Jiabao and Liu Changan?" ”

Mi Shu suddenly said arrogantly: "He also deserves to eat the food cooked by Miss Ben herself?" Except for my dad, no one has ever eaten what I cooked. ”

That's right.

Qian Cai was curious: "Did your father say that you made it delicious?" ”

"Of course it's delicious!"

"Did he ask for a second time?"

"Yes! The first time was instant noodles, and the second time was the noodles I cooked for him myself! ”

"Then there shouldn't be a third time, right?"

Mi Shu turned around and saw the smiling expression on Qian Cai's face, and suddenly felt a little ashamed.

"Humph! Isn't it just a hot pot? As for looking down on people so much? What's the difference with instant noodles? Isn't it okay to put the bottom in water and boil it? ”

When Qian Cai heard this, he suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

If you do, it's much more acceptable.

"Okay, then you can do it, I'll go watch TV."

Qian Cai said, ignoring her, and walked straight to the balcony and looked at his home from her perspective.

Qian found out that he actually had two clothes drying at home, which were shirts, and he suddenly felt very warm, Hu Wei should have been home in the past two days, and washed the clothes...

The two shirts seemed to be pure wool worsted and could not be washed.

Qian Cai touched his forehead, a little distressed, and he was afraid that the tailor-made would become tight.

Hey, it's rare that Uncle Hu has leisure, love to create it.

In her previous life, when Hu Wei was with her, she was almost an idiot in life, but she learned things quickly, and she was the most enthusiastic about some odd things, Qian only saw her cry tired, but she never complained.

After Qian Cai was stunned for a while, he nodded, as if he had decided something, sat on the sofa, turned on the TV, and opened the central five sets with interest.

The decoration of Mishu's home seems to be more suitable for watching a ball game quietly, although it is much bigger than here, but the space is empty, and the old feeling is echoing, and the sound is too loud and too small to be uncomfortable.

Ad.

flipped through it and flipped to a Shanghai sports channel.

Hey, Li Tie!

A man who shaved his flat head turned the Football Association upside down.

Replay of the Korea-Japan World Cup.

This session seems to be the strongest individual force of the Korean team, and when it played Italy, it almost didn't touch the watermelon knife.

If Koreans want to say that Tai Chi is Korean, this ball game is enough to prove it.

Sticking, pulling, leaning, hitting, and sending a Muay Thai standard elbow strike, yes, Muay Thai is also theirs.

Just one year after the release of "Kung Fu Football", the Korean team paid tribute to the star with practical actions.

Moreno combed a three-seven-point oil head close to his head, wore black short-sleeved shorts, held a black whistle, and even the Ecuadorian compatriots did not recognize it, and a ball game with overtime was only 120 minutes, blowing 12 black whistles.

Exactly 10 minutes on average.

Qian Cai picked up a pack of Wangzi small steamed buns on the table, trying to retrieve the memories of when he watched this World Cup in his previous life, when he also watched the replay in college, but it would be very resentful, and the scolding was very cool, and that kind of mentality could never be recovered.

Qian Cai was thinking about it, when there was a sudden sound of scraping the pot from the kitchen, which made him goosebumps.

Agitated both.

"Big brother, what are you doing??"

Qian Cai hurriedly got up and approached the source of the attack with the sound waves.

Mishu's movements stopped.

Qian Cai suddenly felt that his heartbeat had slowed down by half.

Mi Shu was aggrieved and struggled to carry a pot handle, stared at the small white spot in the middle of the pot, and shoveled it twice.

"Sizzle~" Qian couldn't help but blindfold his ears.

The hair is going to stand up.

"Can't wash clean! You don't use this steel wool ball! Mishu muttered.

Qian Cai's facial features wrinkled and he approached and took a look.

"Why are you washing it? Just clean the pot rust and brush it clean! ”

"What's clean? The colors are all different! Mishu pointed to the place where the coating had come off.

Qian Cai didn't want to explain, turned his head and looked at the dishes, all of them had been taken out, neatly stacked in a row, as if they were in a meeting.

Potatoes, radish, green onions, cucumbers, cabbage, Shanghai greens.

Something seems to have gotten in.

"This is the big ingredient, the rest is the dish, what are you doing together?"

Qian Cai pointed to the two green onions.

"Cooked?" Mi Shu said with a puzzled expression.

Get.

Qian can be regarded as understanding the true meaning of her making hot pot.

it in.

I'll have to pick and eat it for a while, and I wonder if she can make the ginger, onions, garlic, and coriander she bought to dip in water.

"Don't wash the pot, it's just that you're making a bald skin, understand? People were originally the color of this white spot, but now the black clothes are taken off by you, and the flesh is leaking. ”

Mi Shu understood and nodded.

"Okay, then I'll wash again."

Dissuasion is ineffective, and the same set of communication passwords is not used.

After the money was identified, he found that Mi Shu was a kitchen god, and decided to use the happiness of watching the ball game to make up for the pain of eating for a while, and when he went out of the kitchen, he turned on the range hood for her and closed the kitchen door.

In the next two hours, Qian was fascinated.

At the end of the game, Qian Cai was really looking forward to the next meal, because the aroma of hot pot base really came from the kitchen just now, which made him feel very reliable.

And he was really hungry.

A simple small hot pot that he would only make when he didn't want to eat takeaway at home alone in his previous life was made by Mishu for the duration of the Chinese New Year's Eve meal, and if it was a stir-fry, the first dish out of the pot could already be regarded as the leftovers of the previous meal.

When Qian only smelled a slight smell of mush, Qian immediately got up and rushed into the kitchen.

"Zla!"

The water in the pot was boiling to the bottom, Mi Shu put the bowl next to him and added it with the spatula in his hand.

Fortunately, she still knew to turn off the heat first.

"Lie C..."

Qian Cai watched the oil chili pepper jump on the edge of the boiled pot, took the bowl and poured water on the side of the pot to cool down.

"Hereby ......"

This is the pot gas of Wang Po's knife fish noodles.

"You get out of here."

The money finally surrendered, and the World Cup qualifiers had been watched for the entire game, so it was time to take five minutes to get the meal ready.

Meals...

What about rice?

I, Nima, five minutes doesn't seem like enough.

Mi Shu looked unconvinced when she went out, after all, she had already finished a hot pot meal, and she was about to finish the meal and start eating.

In fact, boring rice is also a big job for her, she read the recipe, and it didn't talk about how to stuff rice.

After more than half an hour, Qian came out with an induction cooker, plugged it in, and then brought a large pot and put it on the induction cooker.

Serve the food, serve the rice.

Dinner.

Sure enough, the dipping ingredients were gone, and they were all messed up, so I simply didn't do it.

"Hurry up and eat, this meal is officially invited to you."

Qian Cai said, and couldn't wait to put two chopsticks into it, the big one was thick and big, and the small one couldn't be clamped.

He thought about changing the knife, but he really didn't know what standard to change, the stack of cabbage, when the water was boiling, put it into the pot, boiled for more than an hour, when it was cut, it should be quite big, and now it is almost cooked.

"I made meat, why did you invite me?"

"Because the most critical dish I make, cooking, the food is delicious, but there is no food, I can't eat enough."

"Okay." Mishu hung his head and said.

"This meal is to thank your father for helping me in the first place, and he won't ask for money if I give him money, so thank you."

Qian Cai picked up a piece of rotten cabbage, wrapped it in rice and ate it.

"You invited me to barbecue last time, thank you." Mi Shu realized something, lowered his head and began to plan.

Qian Cai picked up a chopstick beef, scalded it again, just cooked, quickly put it in a bowl, and ate a smooth one.

"I'll admit I've liked you, but not more, it's... The love of hue is similar to that of a girl on the street... More than that, but no more. ”

Qian Cai's face was calm when he said this, and he didn't pretend to be frivolous, but a little serious.

"Bang." Mishu's bowl smashed.

"I'm not eating."

Qian Cai was not frightened by this movement, and seemed to have been mentally prepared, and he still ate steadily.

"I've done the meal, and the matter is over, it's up to you whether to eat or not, don't come to the gym again after the year, I checked when I left yesterday, you came 26 times a month, it's too scary."

"I'm going to class!" Mishu didn't know why he was explaining, but he explained anyway.

"Healthy fitness 3 to 5 times a week, if you still come, I will return your card and send it to your father, and it will be okay to offend people."

A crystal clear grain dripped from Mishu's eyes, followed by two grains, then three grains.

"Do you know, the more you are like this, the more I like you, you say that I am cheap, I just like it."

"This is an inexplicable matter, I can't go against you when you say this, just now I was looking at my house on the balcony, it was my home and Hu Wei's home, we lived together, she washed my clothes, waiting for me to go back to wear, I can't eat too much, the clothes may be washed by her, and I can't wear them when the time comes."

Qian Cai said, and put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand with some unfinished thoughts.

After a while, Mi Shu spoke again, his voice trembling extremely.

"I wish you..."

The words that follow are replaced by tears.

Qian Cai took a piece of paper from the table and handed it to her, a good girl does not distinguish between smoking and smoking, drinking or drinking, tattoos or tattoos, it can only be said that everyone's youth may have had a story, she deserves to be cherished, but she chose the wrong person.

I got up, cleaned up the things on the table, and the meal, which had been tortured for almost three hours, ended in less than five minutes.

It took a long time to clean up.

The table was cleaned up, the broken bowls on the floor were swept clean, and a bunch of uneaten meat and vegetables were sorted into the refrigerator by him, and then he carefully wiped the marks left by him when he came, and he didn't count how long Mishu cried until he left.

When she gently closed the door, the crying was gone.

Probably the next person will open the door and she'll be fine.

……

Qian went straight home.

When he got to the door, he was a little weak because the lights were on.

He was struggling all the way with when to mention this accident to Hu Wei, anyway, he felt that this matter was different from ordinary Kanniu, and he should be explained.

But people are close at hand, maybe it is providence, I have to say.

Open the door and enter the house.

The lights are on and there is no one.

But this tone was raised, and he was afraid that if he didn't talk about it again, he would be immersed in a world where Hu Wei would never get angry, and after struggling for a long time, he still called her.

"Hello?"

Qian Cai couldn't see the expression of the person opposite, and he was still a little panicked.

When I sat down on the couch, I still opened my mouth.

"I have something to tell you."

"Wait a minute, I got on the elevator and just bought something."

The phone hung up.

When Hu Wei opened the door and came in, he was carrying a large bag of household items in his hand, and he was a little surprised when he saw him.

"You're back? I'm going to my grandfather's house in two days, in Hunan Province, I bought you some food and put it at home, I just called... How..."

Hearing the sentence "You're back", Qian was short of breath, and without waiting for her to finish speaking, she stepped forward and picked up Hu Wei into the room.

There is no scene that children can't watch, it's just a complete confession.

But the treatment is not bad: leaning on Hu Wei's arms.

Meet Mishu, meet, hospital... The whole process.

Hu Wei listened to him muttering, touched his head, and when he finished speaking, she just patted his head fiercely.

Qian Cai immediately rubbed his head vigorously, trying to let her know that it hurt and was a punishment.

Hu Wei frowned, looking at his scoundrel look, and couldn't help but show a smile in his star eyes.

I didn't hold it back, and I broke the defense.

"Don't pretend!"

Qian Cai saw that she was not angry, and immediately leaned on her arms, grabbing her gentleness unbridledly.

After a while, Hu Wei bit his lip and spoke.

"Actually, I have secrets... I've heard from my dad about your hospitalization in Province G, and I've seen Mishu in the community, but I didn't call her. ”

Qian Cai suddenly broke out in a cold sweat on his back.

…

"Baby."

"Huh?"

"Don't wash cotton clothes with water in the future."

"If you didn't see that dress, would you tell me?"

"Yes."

"Lie, Qian Ergou, your fingers will move when you lie, do you know?"

"Watch for next time."

(End of chapter)