Wei Qian really doesn't have much talent for cooking. For example, it is unrealistic to expect him to conjure up a table full of Chinese people, but he is not a natural uncle after all. He still has basic survival skills such as cooking. will be.
In addition, Wei Qian has an additional advantage, that is, agile hands and feet.
If you put him in a culinary competition, the color and aroma of the finished product may be in the middle or low, but there is definitely an absolute advantage in speed.
Wei Qian has the ability to cook a table of dishes in the shortest time, and his knife skills are very good, no matter whether it is shredded or diced, it is fast and neat. He has two miraculous achievements and has never cut his hand or been scalded.
However, this day, when he was helping in the kitchen at night, he was surprised to lose a layer of skin from the edge of the frying pan.
It can be seen to what extent the spirit is in a trance.
Wei Zhiyuan took him by the wrist and threw him out of the kitchen, frowned and looked at the wound carefully, then stuffed his paw into the cold water.
"Does it hurt?" Wei Zhiyuan frowned and asked, feeling that he was the one being burned.
Wei Qian said absently, "It's all right."
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Wei Zhiyuan moved gently with his hands, but he said angrily: "You deserve it, Comrade Wei Qian, I think you are a sign of Parkinson's, with a wooden shovel half a foot long, you can burn the edge of a pot Bad, tell yourself, how talented you are.”
Wei Zhiyuan is becoming more and more rude to him now, he is obviously a good young man who is gentle and elegant when he goes out, but in private sometimes he seems to be possessed by Dong Wei back then.
It's a pity that Dong Wei had already evolved into an ultimate body back then. He waited calmly for Wei Zhiyuan's rebuke, and slowly ended the battle with three words.
"Broken mouth." Uncle Wei commented accurately.
"You're a bastard." Wei Zhiyuan complained, paused, and then said sourly, "It's a good thing for Xiaobao to marry, why are you so out of your mind?"
Wei Qian's expression changed immediately: "Don't mention it!"
"Let's face it," Wei Zhiyuan spared no effort to poke his heartache, "You won't be able to host the engagement banquet tomorrow?"
Wei Qian shook off his hand on the spot, turned around and went back to the room without saying a word.
That's how it happened, Ms. Song Xiaobao and Song Lili are about to get married, and it's the twelfth lunar month. The two parties have discussed that they will get engaged first, and wait until the spring blossoms, and then choose a good day for the official wedding.
It sounds fantastic, that man is called Cui Xu, a taciturn engineer, engaged in spacecraft research, his biggest hobby is to collect Miss Song Lili's movies, and has been secretly fanning her. Who knew it was also fate, one day, the two people who were so irrelevant happened to board the same plane, Engineer Cui plucked up the courage to strike up a conversation with his idol. up.
That night, Wei Qian didn't fall asleep half the night, as if he was afraid that the pancakes would be heated unevenly, he kept turning over on the bed.
Turning to the one hundred and eighth, Wei Zhiyuan finally couldn't bear it anymore and hugged him: "Aren't you going to sleep? If you move again, I'll be worse than a beast."
Wei Qian was quiet for a moment, then suddenly said: "I don't think it's appropriate."
Wei Zhiyuan opened his eyes a little, and asked suspiciously: "What's inappropriate?"
"Xiao Bao and that Cui Jia."
Wei Zhiyuan took a deep breath, retracted his arms, hugged him tighter, rubbed the tip of his nose against Wei Qian's neck, and patiently asked, enduring the unhappiness of being ignored: "Why is it inappropriate again? At first Xiaobao brought her back, and seeing that she didn't find a boyfriend like the fake foreign devil who hangs out with her all year round, aren't you quite relieved?"
Wei Qian frowned and began to pick: "I think he looks average."
Wei Zhiyuan raised his hand in the dark, rubbed Wei Qian's lips, and said perfunctorily: "Well, it's not as good as you, but he's not ugly, as long as he has a good personality."
Wei Qian: "Too bored, I can't talk."
Wei Zhiyuan sighed: "You can talk now. Opening your mouth can hurt people, so I can bear you. In fact, it's better for him to be bored. Isn't Xiaobao enough to make a fuss?"
Wei Qian: "No, the problem is that the boy's life and work are too far away from Xiaobao, the two of them are not in the same circle at all, can we talk together?"
The corners of Wei Zhiyuan's eyes twitched: "You are too strict, you really can't even talk together, can the two of you get along for so long? If you say this is not good, then tell me, what kind of good? What do you think? Want a brother-in-law with a few brains?"
Wei Qian couldn't speak, lying flat in the dark, staring at the ceiling.
There is nothing wrong with Xiaobao's boyfriend. He is highly educated, promising, willing to work hard, and the most important thing is that he is decent and down-to-earth. But Wei Qian is not happy, it has nothing to do with that Cui Xu, it doesn't matter whether he is an engineer, a celebrity, a rich man or something else, even if he is a three-headed and six-armed superman, Wei Qian feels that he will not be satisfied.
Because from then on, when his little sister talked about "going home", she didn't come to him. Her room and old things were always quietly occupied, but people probably only came back to see it during the New Year's holidays. read.
When she stabilized and had her own child, the girl thought of her brother, and changed from "depending on each other" to "relatives of our family".
His annoying little girl will no longer pounce on him when he opens the door, crackling and saying: "I'm exhausted, I'm hungry, I'm hungry, brother, I want to eat big red crabs." !"
Wei Qian recalled that when he was young, he always felt that this family was a heavy burden for him, especially Xiaobao who matured late and was very ignorant when he was a child. Zhong fantasized about getting rid of these old and young people who hung on him and weighed down his waist.
But now, Xiaobao will finally no longer rely on him, and may not need him anymore.
At this point, Wei Qian's feeling of being dug out by someone and disappearing became real.
Wei Qian was finally speechless, changed himself into a slightly more comfortable position, and patted the back of Wei Zhiyuan's hand: "Well, go to sleep."
However, Wei Zhiyuan keenly heard something strange in his voice, his drowsiness suddenly dissipated, and he stared at Wei Qian for a while in the dark, and then his fingers quietly slipped into Wei Qian's pajamas .
It wasn't until his movements started to go too far that Wei Qian suddenly came back from the empty sadness: "You give me a good sleep, be honest."
Too bad he stopped too late.
As soon as Wei Zhiyuan turned over, he pressed one arm with his body weight, and pressed the other arm with his elbow, gagged his mouth, and at the speed of light, he stripped off Wei Qian's tightly-fitting pajamas and threw it beside the bed. He raised his hand up and down.
After struggling for an unknown amount of time, Wei Zhiyuan let him go.
Wei Zhiyuan gently stroked Wei Qian's eyebrows, leaned over and kissed him lightly while the lingering charm was still there, and asked jealously: "Is it not enough to have me alone?"
Wei Qian's spine was still numb, and he touched Wei Zhiyuan's chin weakly: "Why is it not enough, I have too much for you alone."
Wei Zhiyuan bit his finger, grinding his teeth finely on it.
"Okay baby," Wei Qian's voice became lower and lower, "I really won't come, I'm so sleepy, let me sleep for a while."
This time Wei Qian really didn't have the energy to pick out the faults of his brother-in-law, he fell into a coma after his voice fell.
Wei Zhiyuan gently stuffed Wei Qian's hand back into the quilt, and hugged him again, carefully recalling that when he was young, he hoped that Xiaobao would be taken away by his grandma, and when she came back, he tried his best to talk to her again. Competing for favor, wants to monopolize his brother. At that time, he was like a little beast whose road was still unsteady, and he already had a sense of his own territory.
Later, he discovered that he was still a human being, and his brother was not a "territory" that could be occupied by just a little bit of smell, so he had no choice but to restrain his claws and coexist peacefully with Xiaobao.
Gradually, he found that his feelings had changed in nature, but his desire for monopoly became more and more out of control. The unstable puberty made him like a firecracker that would start at any point, always fluctuating up and down with Wei Qian's smile and frown, At that time Wei Zhiyuan thought: Big brother is here alone.
Later, he was forced to cross the ocean and spent the longest four years of his life. He studied desperately and traveled to various places, thinking that he had a complete understanding, and with almost sacrifices and sacrifices, he decided that if that person is happy , even though it is difficult for him to give up, he can still let go and not disturb.
So what now
Wei Zhiyuan's chest was pressed against Wei Qianguang/naked back, and he felt that the heartbeats of the two almost merged into the same rhythm. The excitement of "belonging to me alone" once again revived from the vast and complicated infinite thoughts, and happily showed its head.
"It's not good." Wei Zhiyuan said to himself righteously in his heart, "That's your sister too, why? Has her mind degenerated for twenty years?"
It's a pity that the psychological construction is useless, and the weird excitement in his heart just lingers.
The corners of Wei Zhiyuan's mouth curled up.
He knows that the desire/desire in his heart has never died, and all practice can't get rid of the weeds that grow again in the spring breeze, but for Wei Qian, he is willing to endure the pain, just like a little boy in college running wild in the snow , just to coax a sick girlfriend to eat a few mouthfuls of still hot wontons, love someone like that, always hope to do something for him that looks cheap to outsiders, as long as he is happy.
But now that the snow has stopped, maybe he can make a little more progress
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