The next day, it was Granny Zhang who got up early to open the store.
Ning Lan listened to the sound of chickens and dogs jumping from the store in the room, and raised the blanket to cover her head.
If you can't fall asleep, it's good to close your eyes for a while.
It was past nine o'clock, and there was no movement outside. Ning Lan put her hand under the faucet and dashed, using physical cooling to relieve the mysterious heat that started in the middle of the night last night, the back of her hand was still a little red, I don't know what the guy grew up eating, and he was as strong as a cow.
After washing up, I went to the yard to pick up a few green onions. I would use it later to record a video. When I came back, I saw my mother-in-law carrying a violin to the charcoal stove.
Ning Lan was shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop: "Mother-in-law can't burn this, can't burn!"
Last night, in order to break free from Sui Yi's hands, Ning Lan was forced to perform the trick again. Taking advantage of his lack of energy, he kicked his calf with a kick, and then quickly ran back to the store.
He escaped successfully. He looked down and saw that the piano case was still in his hand.
"How come you can't burn a piece of broken wood?" The mother-in-law gestured twice, and was a little disgusted. "It's a bit big, so let's burn the thin one first."
Saying that she was going to get the qin bow, Ning Lan hurriedly grabbed the qin and went to grab the bow from her mother-in-law: "This one can't be burned, and it won't light if it's oiled."
One of the two was pulling the root of the bow and the other was pulling the tip of the bow, and they were scrambling to grab it, only to hear a crisp "pop", and the bow broke into two pieces from the head.
Ning Lan's heart also trembled, and she forgot to blink as she watched the fluffy horsehair hanging weakly on the ground.
Her mother-in-law's hostility to Sui Yi stemmed from the fact that he wanted to snatch someone from him, and burning his qin was also a pretentious joke. Now that I have really damaged other people's things, I asked Ning Lan cowardly: "What is this stick for? It won't be very expensive, will it?"
It wasn't until she laid the bow flat on the table that Ning Lan felt a little familiar. He held the knob and turned the bow over, saw the three words slanted at the root of the bow, his eyes darkened, and he shook his head and said, "It's not expensive, it's fine."
When cooking, Ning Lan frequently lost her mind.
He used to record the video with the hand held next to it, facing the stove. After the food was placed in the pot, he changed the position, facing the pot mouth. Finally, he edited it casually, and then he could post it.
Today, when defrosting chicken wings, I forgot to press the button to start shooting, and when adding ingredients for pickling, I forgot to change the angle of view.
Even Lu Binghua, who came to visit, saw that he was in a wrong state, and teased him: "Did my brother confess to you? It's so soulful."
Ning Lan was busy "Don't talk nonsense" and denied Sanlian.
The word "confession" really made his heart skip a beat. He engraved "I love you" on his bow four years ago. Not long ago, Sui Yi also said these three words. The word suddenly appeared frequently and without warning, so that he began to wonder what it meant.
He used to long for it, and he did stupid things to get a little bit of love, but now this thing was easily placed in front of him, but he couldn't believe it, and he didn't dare to touch it again.
The chicken wings were put into the pot, browned on both sides, and the rock sugar melted. Ning Lan rummaged through the bottles and jars and found that she forgot to take the coke.
Cola chicken wings is a very simple home-cooked dish. He originally wanted to make some difficult or uncommon dishes. However, he turned over his private message and many fans resented him for not making fried chicken wings. , asking him to make chicken wings no matter what, even if they don't need to be fried.
Ning Lan rarely reads comments and private messages, but every time she takes a look, she takes what the fans say seriously, and that's why today's episode comes out.
Cola chicken wings, as the name suggests, must have cola. Ning Lan was on fire here. He was used to cooking without distractions and shouting without looking back, "Bingbing, help me get a can of Coke."
No answer.
Ning Lan shouted again, just when he couldn't wait to turn off the fire and go get it himself, a hand holding a cola appeared in front of him.
"Why did you come?" Ning Lan took the coke, unscrewed the cap, and poured it all into the pot.
It was too late to find out that something was different. Ning Lan stirred the strangely colored soup with a shovel, then took a look at the Coke bottle and said, "Why are you taking blue Coke? This is so expensive!"
Then he watched the golden chicken wings in the pot neutralize the blue of the cola and turned into an unknown object with green and yellow, and said resentfully: "It's over, it's a dark dish."
The people around him were silent for a moment and said, "Sorry, I was in a hurry and didn't pay attention."
This voice, where is Lu Binghua kid
Ning Lan was frightened, took a big step back, slammed her waist against the stove, gasped with a "hiss", and looked at Sui Yi with a ghostly expression: "How did you come in?"
Sui Yi changed her clothes and took care of her hair, looking much more energetic than yesterday. He stretched out his hand to support Ning Lan, dragged him away from the stove with his forearm, turned off the fire, and said, "It's been a while."
No answer.
Ning Lan guessed that he sneaked in while his mother-in-law was dozing off and not paying attention. The horizontal and vertical are almost the same as the squatting gate, and they are not used in any honest way.
Sui Yi saw the phone on his side and asked, "Do you want to do it again?"
Ning Lan glanced at the unidentified object in the pot, and reluctantly took it out and put it on a plate and sprinkled onions. The finished product looked like an uneven green prairie.
Ning Lan was very sorry, and her facial features were wrinkled together in distress. Sui Yi took a pair of chopsticks to himself: "I haven't had breakfast yet, so give me this one."
The cola chicken wing special failed, and the food blogger "can't fry chicken wings" guessed or had something to do with the name.
The variety of ingredients at hand is not rich enough, Ning Lan touched her chin and thought about it, and decided to make a simpler kimbap.
During more than half an hour of cooking, Sui Yi ate a plate of chicken wings until there was not a single green onion left.
Ning Lan couldn't bear to look directly, and buried her head in cutting radish strips, cucumber strips, ham strips, Sui Yi came over to help after eating, and there was still a bit of soup with a horrible color left on her mouth. wipe."
Sui Yi took the paper and grinned while wiping it. Ning Lan was even more flustered, thinking that the mutually repelling food had a chemical reaction, making the child stupid.
When the rice was rolled, the rice that had just been served was still a little hot. Ning Lan squeezed it twice, and the palms of her hands became red. Sui Yi frowned, and could not help but grab his hand and blow it. Ning Lan's scalp exploded, the hair on her body stood on end, she jumped up, and used the sushi curtain as an excuse to escape.
When he came back, he saw Sui Yi clumsily patted the seaweed on the rice ball.
In the end, the ugly rice balls all entered Sui Yi's stomach. When Ning Lan usually develops new dishes without failure, throwing out the dishes is a very cruel thing for him, who is a diligent and thrifty housekeeper. This time someone acted as a garbage disposal, and I had to let go a lot when cooking, and I didn't hold back and look forward to the future.
Finally, Ning Lan's most enjoyable process of setting the plate and serving it. The seaweed rice is cut into slices of even thickness and placed on the chopping board in two rows. The red, green, yellow and white are perfectly matched, which is pleasing to the eye.
After recording the video, Ning Lan couldn't help taking a few pictures with her phone from various angles. When she turned around, she saw Sui Yi standing in the corner with his arms folded and his head against the wall, asleep.
I barely slept for two nights, and the iron man couldn't hold it.
Sui Yi slept well, but with long legs and feet, it took up some space. When two people squeezed into a single bed, Ning Lan always had nowhere to hide. In the end, he simply and rudely held him in his arms, and often closed his eyes and muttered, "Don't make trouble."
Ning Lan had seen him sound asleep countless times, but this time he stopped to watch it for a long time, and carefully drew the outline of this deep heart again.
At noon, her mother-in-law woke up, and Sui Yi was swept out of the house again unsurprisingly.
In the middle of the afternoon, the mother-in-law who cooked the chicken soup on the charcoal stove crushed the used charcoal, mixed it with a bucket of stones, and spread a large piece at the door, euphemistically called "anti-slip shock absorption".
"Son, it's really impossible to squat at the door, and a good butt can be worn." The enthusiastic Aunt Jiang took out a small ponytail, "If you have to go, bring this."
Aunt Jiang's daughter couldn't hold back and snickered while covering her mouth. Sui Yi didn't understand what she was laughing at, but felt that it was very insincere to bring props, so she politely rejected Aunt Jiang's proposal.
It was the first time he was chasing someone, and he stuck to the old rules for the sake of safety, but he was not stubborn. It was a dead end.
After night fell, Sui Yi squatted directly under the window of Ning Lan's room.
Due to the fact that he came to deliver flowers every day, Sui Yi had already figured out the terrain clearly. When the lights in the room turned on, he secretly looked in by the window, trying to catch Ning Lan's figure through the thick curtains.
He thought he was unaware, but in fact there was only one lamp in the room, and Ning Lan could clearly see his timid silhouette.
The entire Quanxi Street belonged to the Lu family's brothers, who were the tallest, stupid and taller than Lu Binghua, except for a former colleague who didn't do what he thought.
Ning Lan walked over and knocked on the glass through the curtain: "If you do this again, I'll call the police."
The figure outside quickly retracted and slowly moved out.
"it's me."
Ning Lan held her forehead, of course he knew it was him.
"Go back to sleep." Isn't it sleepy enough to fall asleep standing up
Ning Lan omitted the second half of the sentence, then walked over to the bed and turned off the lamp.
"I'll just stay for a while, five minutes, just five minutes." Sui Yi's tone outside the window was unusually urgent, and there was no more sound in the room, and the speed of speech gradually slowed down, "The song in the recorder last time, I don't know if you have listened to it, and the last song of the concert is also for you... I still have a lot of songs that I want to show you."
At this moment, I couldn't see Ning Lan's indifferent face, and I couldn't hear the words of rejection, which inexplicably added a lot of courage to my chest.
"Qin isn't around, I... I sing it, okay?"
Ning Lan, who was inside, almost jumped up and opened the window to block his mouth.
No one knows what Sui Yi sings better than him. The vocal range is too narrow, the timbre is too hard, and it is fortunate that it is not broken. Ning Lan is afraid that when he opens his voice, the villagers in Quanxi Street will wake up.
Just as he was about to speak out, a soft voice came in from the window.
This is probably a piece of pure music without lyrics. Sui Yi chose the form of humming, a gentle and soft bass melody, just to help him enhance his strengths and avoid weaknesses. The low and magnetic voice, together with the wind lightly knocking on the window lattice at night, was harmonious as if he could not fall asleep. The sound of nature can be heard.
Ning Lan crept into the bed, trying to pretend to be asleep.
Before the time for a song came, he really fell asleep.
The next day was another sunny day. Granny Zhang learned from yesterday's lesson and stood in front of the counter without closing her eyes to rest.
Ning Lan thought that Sui Yi would not be here today, and sighed, feeling more relaxed than sorry.
When I went to dry clothes in the backyard, I heard a rustling movement at the base of the wall. When I looked up, Sui Yi's long legs had already stepped into the yard. Their eyes suddenly met, and both were a little embarrassed.
Dare to come in like this yesterday. Ning Lan thought so.
Sui Yi stepped over neatly with the other leg and jumped straight down from the low wall, as easily as jumping off the top bunk, and landed firmly on the ground.
What embarrassed him wasn't the disgraceful way he came in, but that when he climbed over the wall, he put the rose flower in his mouth, which was nowhere to be placed.
Ning Lan was carrying a wet dress in his hand, watching the way he appeared from the sky, and for a moment forgot his next move.
Sui Yi took the flower out of his mouth, slowly held it up in front of Ning Lan, and stammered, "Today's... flower."