Yi Xun's tone was tolerant, as if he had seen through everything, and forgave everyone who had sinned against him.
Xu Tangcheng only felt that his fingers were starting to get cold.
He digested this sentence, and after a while, he supported the chopping board and raised his head. He looked into Yi Xun's eyes calmly and asked slowly, "You, do you think so?"
"What?" Yi Xun didn't quite understand.
"The reason he chose Aunt Xiang, do you think it was because Aunt Xiang was richer back then?"
Just now, he was still calm, but after repeating what Yi Xun said, Xu Tangcheng found that his breath was trembling. He bit his lower lip unconsciously, and there was dry skin that exploded there, which he gnawed with his teeth and tore it off.
"Otherwise? What else could it be?"
The world is absurd, the comedy is so sad.
Xu Tangcheng could never have imagined that Yi Zhe had been thinking about his younger brother from the beginning to the end. The naturalness in Yi Xun's tone made him suddenly become petite. He can understand that the two brothers have been separated for too long and spend too little time together, so they don't know each other in detail, but he can't forgive such misunderstanding and almost slanderous words.
He was suddenly so angry that he couldn't speak, and he could only clench the towel in his hand.
Indeed, no one wants to live a better life. But what is the good life defined by Yizhe? One is a mother who is sarcastic and scolding all day, and has no good face for a moment, and the other is a gentle and polite father. Will YiZhe choose his mother because of money
"Unfortunately, he chose the wrong one at the beginning." The people on the side were unaware of Xu Tangcheng's suppressed anger, and still shook their heads and sighed, "I am also young and short-sighted. Although I did have a hard time with my dad, But now it's completely different. The school I attend, one year's tuition can cover his living expenses for a few years. And my dad's company is expanding abroad. I will soon go abroad to go to high school, and then I should immigrate. ."
Xu Tangcheng hadn't woken up from the subversion just now. He lowered his head numbly and began to mess around with various things on the chopping board. It was only today that he realized that he could listen to other people's stories so indifferently.
Xu Tangxi called Yi Xun outside, but Yi Xun agreed from a distance and got up to leave. Before leaving, Xu Tangcheng's second plate of cookies just came out, he brought out the baking plate, Yi Xun followed him, reaching for it.
"Eat that plate," Xu Tangcheng held the fragrant cookie in his hand, turned slightly, and avoided Yi Xun's hand, "It's just baked, it's not delicious."
Of course, Yi Xun didn't know whether the newly baked cookies were delicious or not. He glanced at him, turned indifferently, and took a piece of the cookie that had been sitting for a while.
Xu Tangcheng stood by himself for a while, and when he wanted to continue making the chiffon cake, he found that the ingredients had already been messed up by him. The egg whites were poured into the egg yolk paste without frosting, and the sugar that should have been put several times was emptied by him at some point. He took a breath and threw the stainless steel pot in his hand on the chopping board while exhaling. He simply gave up the mess and took a rag to clean the oven.
I have been trying my best to suppress the fire in my heart, but I still can't suppress it.
Obviously, he is not a small person, and he knows that the world is not so beautiful and simple, not all kindness will be rewarded, not all kindness can be perceived, but he still can't stand it. He slammed into the oven door, looking at his own reflection above, thinking childishly and irresistibly, why are they
Even if no one else knew why Yi Zhe had chosen so much in the first place, he knew it very well.
That summer, he watched Yi Xun's car leave and returned to the downstairs of his house full of doubts. He saw Yi Zhe with a schoolbag on his back. The setting sun shone alone, and he stared motionlessly in the direction the vehicle was leaving. He looked at him, and saw with his own eyes the brilliance that fell with the sunset in his pupils.
He took his shoulders and invited him to the ramen shop. Steaming hot, he also asked this question.
Why choose mother, not father.
What was it like then
The young boy on the opposite side lowered his head and silently finished his last bite before looking at him and said, "I don't want Yi Xun to live with her."
That look, Xu Tangcheng can fully understand, because Yi Zhe has Yi Xun, and he has Xu Tangxi.
At that time, he only thought that Yi Zhe was sensible, and he was only in the sixth grade of elementary school. He was so brave that he could make such a choice that would affect his entire life.
He watched him come all the way, how much he thought he was sensible at that time, how distressed he was now, and how worthless it was for him.
He was seeking a better life for the people in the story, but the people in the story never treated him well.
When YiZhe came into the kitchen, he saw Xu Tangcheng closing the oven door very hard. He felt that something was not right, and stood there quietly waiting for Xu Tangcheng to turn around, but he did not move for a long time.
"Brother Tang Cheng?" He called softly, "Is it done?"
Xu Tangcheng turned around and saw the person at the door, his original anger subsided a little, but it was covered with a heavy layer of soreness.
He suddenly thought that he was blaming Yi Xun, what was he doing. He could clearly explain to YiZhe, his own concerns and his cowardice, but he was holding on, going around, and pretending to pretend he didn't know anything. Avoiding him and avoiding him without saying anything made him uneasy, made him feel remorse, and made him come to apologize to himself.
I can still remember the taste of raw fried in the morning, but now, it has become a naked question.
He blamed others for spoiling YiZhe's goodness, but the goodness that YiZhe gave to himself was less than half of what he gave to others.
"Yeah." He didn't want YiZhe to notice anything, so he tried his best to control and calm himself down, "You can try it."
The second plate of cookies was still lined up in the baking tray, and Yi Zhe walked straight to the first one that had already been received on the plate. But when he stretched out his hand and was about to take it, Xu Tangcheng suddenly took the plate away.
YiZhe was stunned and looked at him.
"Eat from the grill."
YiZhe tilted his head to look at the baking tray, then looked at Xu Tangcheng's hand, and asked strangely, "Is it different?"
The fighting spirit was normal, Xu Tangcheng looked at Yi Zhe, his tone was firm, and the setting was a little more aggravated, and replied: "It's not the same."
After he finished speaking, he turned around to clean up, YiZhe looked at him for a while, then pursed his lips and squeezed a piece into the baking pan. After chewing for a while, he was still hesitant, and rubbed against Xu Tangcheng again.
Xu Tangcheng was wiping the knife when suddenly a head dropped beside him, startling him.
"It's delicious." YiZhe bent slightly, leaned closer to his face, and stared into his eyes, "Brother Tang Cheng, are you upset?"
Xu Tangcheng paused and shook his head, but his throat was stuck and he didn't want to speak.
YiZhe couldn't guess anything, and didn't dare to talk nonsense, so he kept praising the delicious cookies he made.
"I'll make it for you tomorrow." Xu Tangcheng's heart was a little relieved after listening to him ramble on for a long time, "I'll give you all the stuff in the baking pan, and the other one isn't ready, it's not as delicious as this one."
"Oh," Yi Zhe agreed, and then hesitantly said, "Then don't have to give it to me, save it for Tang Xi."
"No," said Xu Tang Lima, "I'll give it all to you, and I'll do it for her."
Others take him seriously, he gives him the best.
Hearing what Xu Tangcheng said, Yi Zhe only felt that he was a little different today. He didn't know if it was because he was in a bad mood, but he was a little childish, as if he was angry with someone.
"Oh." He replied obediently.
Seeing that Xu Tangcheng's face was much better than when he came in just now, Yi Zhe was certain in his heart that at least Xu Tangcheng was not angry because of him. He also discussed with Xu Tangcheng what time to leave tomorrow, where to eat at noon, etc. Xu Tangcheng also patiently confirmed with him one by one, and his expression did not change any more.
In this way, YiZhe was more or less relaxed.
While helping him clean up, he was looking for an opportunity to continue asking. When he finally made Xu Tangcheng laugh because he couldn't insert a knife into the knife holder, he slowed down and asked him why he was unhappy.
Xu Tangcheng picked up the stainless steel basin on the table and placed it in front of YiZhe.
"The chiffon cake failed."
YiZhe finally let out a sigh of relief.
"I thought it was something," he took a look at the pot and said with a smile, "It's alright if you don't do it next time, you are already very good, and if you want me to bake cookies, I can't bake them for a year. come out."
"Don't talk nonsense," Xu Tangcheng smiled at YiZhe despite the obvious reluctance, "For the tutorial, as long as you are patient, you can do it."
"I'm impatient." YiZhe should still want to make him happy, but YiZhe's words became more and more at this time. "And the tutorial says how many grams and how many milliliters. I have no idea, and I don't know how much is how much."
"Then you buy a measuring cup and a scale."
The next words were all jokes, Xu Tangcheng gradually regained his calm, and because of the cherish that he gave birth to, he slowly began to smile with his eyes bent as usual.
Seeing that his face finally cleared up, YiZhe felt comfortable all over.
Looking up and looking at the tomatoes on the windowsill, YiZhe remembered why he was in the kitchen. He reached for one and turned on the faucet.
Seeing that, Xu Tangcheng froze: "What are you doing?"
YiZhe would never eat anything without asking his advice.
"Yi Xun said just now that you let him eat tomatoes, saying it's green food, delicious."
After Xu Tangcheng heard it, the fire that had just been suppressed immediately burst out again. He himself knew that he was extremely irritable today, but without thinking about it, he blurted out: "He has no hands!"
When he said this, Xu Tangcheng's voice was a little loud, and his tone was obviously not good. He was so frightened that Yizhe couldn't hold on to it.
YiZhe looked at the somewhat unfamiliar Xu Tangcheng in front of him, blinked, but did not dare to move.
"Oh… "
It was obvious that Xu Tangcheng was unwilling to let him wash the tomato for Yi Xun, so Yi Zhe quickly turned off the tap. But washing a tomato half way is not a solution. Seeing that Xu Tangcheng had lowered his head again, he secretly touched the tomatoes in the sink again and washed them.
But after washing it, I didn't dare to take it to Yi Xun to eat.
Not knowing what to do with a tomato, Yi Che leaned towards Xu Tangcheng, handed out his hand, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to eat it?"
Xu Tangcheng turned to look at him, and after a while, he took the tomato from his hand and took a big bite.
"eat."