Grandpa called and said he had a good time, and sent me a photo of the four of them in the snow. In the photo, he stood at the front, with a bright smile, and opened his arms to compare two "scissors".
Grandpa has stayed in Qingmeiyu since he was a child, and he has always been more curious and longing for the north with a completely different climate. This peculiar feeling sometimes even reaches an unbelievable level.
A few days ago, my aunt sent me a message saying that my grandfather was addicted to eating snow as soon as he went out, and even held the snow into a ball and chewed it like a popsicle. When I read the text, my teeth were sore, and I didn't know how my grandfather could eat it.
I was afraid that he would have diarrhea, so I called him to pay attention to hygiene, but he pretended not to hear me and hung up on my phone, and complained that my aunt was making small reports to me.
It's even more child than a child. Compared with him, Yan Wanqiu is simply too mature and sensible.
On Saturday, Yan Wanqiu rests, and I rest too, and I happen to be at home with her.
After a simple lunch at noon, I suggested whether to go to the supermarket, but Yan Wanqiu agreed without thinking.
After buying some snacks, I went to the fresh produce area and asked Yan Wanqiu, "What does Ah Shan like to eat?"
She sat in the cart, thought for a long time, and said, "He doesn't particularly like it, and he doesn't particularly hate it. But..." She smiled shyly at me, "I like to eat curry pork chop rice. Do you want to do it?"
It seems that she has already seen through my plans.
Living in their house these past few days, they are all cooking in Yankong Mountain. It feels very hard. I just want to cook it before he goes home today, so that he can have hot meals as soon as he walks in. I live so much. God's gift.
"Pork chops, it's not that difficult. Okay, that's it." I pushed the cart to the poultry section. According to the suggestion of the weighing aunt, I finally chose a piece of black pork loin.
I bought some more curry ingredients, and I went home with Yan Wanqiu.
The kitchen is a very dangerous place. I let Yan Wanqiu go outside to play the game console, close the kitchen door, and study the recipe.
Fortunately, what Yan Wanqiu likes to eat is fried pork chops, not squirrel mandarin fish, otherwise it would be useless for me to crawl again.
One pot cooks the curry, and the other cooks the oil for the pork chops. The front is not bad, there is not much situation, but when it comes to the most important step, the problem comes. I encountered a hurdle that all newbies find hard to overcome - the fear of oil splashes.
When I slid the pork cutlet into the oil pan, I was so impatient that I didn't let it go until it was completely attached to the bottom of the pan, but I couldn't wait to shrink my hand when it was still a short distance away, causing the pork cutlet to "fall" and splashed a little. Cluster of oil flowers.
Most of the oil sprouts didn't splatter very far, and still returned to the pot, only a drop of hot oil fell on the back of my hand not very obediently.
There was a sharp pain in that bit of skin, and I immediately wanted to run to flush, but the doorbell rang at this moment.
I had to turn off the fire in a hurry and run outside to open the door.
"Who is it, the courier?" Yan Wanqiu concentrated on playing the game, her eyes fixed on the big screen, and she didn't look this way.
"I don't know." I opened the door with a wave of my hand, and when I saw the unfamiliar middle-aged woman outside, I was a little stunned.
Although she didn't say anything, I have no doubts about her blood relationship with Yan Wanqiu. I even think that when Yan Wanqiu grows to forty or fifty years old, she should be like this.
She was also a little surprised when she saw me, and hesitantly confirmed: "Is this Yankongshan's house?"
Before I could answer, Yan Wanqiu suddenly called out when she heard the movement at the door: "Auntie! Is that you? Are you coming to see me?"
The little girl hurriedly stood up from the ground, ran to the door, and threw herself into the woman's arms.
"Oh my little baby." The woman took Yan Wanqiu into her arms and patted her on the back lovingly, "I miss my aunt. It's been a long time since my aunt has seen you. Do you miss me?"
"I think, I miss you especially."
The mood values above the heads of the two people soared to a very high numerical range, around 80.
Generally above 80, I describe it as the happiness of a normal person; above 85, it is the happiness of a sudden rest today; above 90, it is the happiness of being hit in the face by a million lottery; above 95 I have not encountered it yet, but if Encounter, that should be - I can't imagine happiness.
"I'm sorry, you are..." After confirming that this was indeed Yan Kongshan's home, the woman was no longer cautious and carried Yan Wanqiu directly into the house.
I closed the door behind her and said, "I'm next door. My house is being remodeled these days, and my grandpa went on a trip again, so I'll stay here temporarily."
Yan Wanqiu called her "auntie", so she should be Yankongshan's aunt. The first time I saw the elders of Yankong Mountain, it was still so sudden. I was a little overwhelmed. I closed the door and stood there stupidly, not knowing what to do next.
"So that's the case, I just said why there is a child here in Ah Shan." The woman sat on the sofa with Yan Wanqiu in her arms, and said with a gentle expression, "I'm Ah Shan's aunt, my surname is Xu, you can call me 'Xu' Auntie."
"Okay." I called her obediently with my hands behind my back.
She smiled slightly and narrowed her eyes, looking like she liked me.
"You're wearing this... cooking?" She surveyed my waist.
After she reminded me, I remembered that there was still a pork chop in the pot.
"Auntie, play with Qiuqiu first, I still have something to do here..." He quickly turned around and ran to the kitchen.
Fortunately, when I went to open the door just now, I remembered to turn off the heat. The pork chops were just soaked in oil, not burnt.
Take the oil pan again, fry the pork chops until golden brown and take out, and then the second and third pieces are the same steps. After finishing all the pork chops, I checked the time, and the bookstore was about to close, so I called Yankongshan.
The phone was picked up quickly, and Yankongshan's voice had a gentle smile: "What's wrong?"
I looked outside the kitchen. In the living room, Yan Wanqiu was chatting with my aunt. It seemed that she had already started to introduce her game console to my aunt.
"I made curry pork chop rice today, you don't have to buy groceries, and then... your aunt came."
The other end was quiet, and when he spoke again, the lightness in his tone disappeared.
"I see."
After hanging up, I stuck my head out of the kitchen and asked, "Auntie, have you eaten dinner yet?"
"No, you don't need to prepare mine specially." She took time to return to me, "Just give me two bites of food, I'm going to lose weight."
"Is pork curry ok?"
She smiled and looked at me: "Yes, I can."
I served the rice, cut the pork chops, poured the curry, and Yankong Mountain just came back.
Compared with Yan Wanqiu's enthusiasm towards Aunt Xu, he can only be considered "kind" at best. He didn't take the initiative to talk much during the meal. Most of the questions were asked by Aunt Xu, and he answered honestly.
"Ashan, you are almost thirty, haven't you decided yet?"
Yan Kongshan's eyebrows moved, and he was very restrained and not impatient.
"You've asked me this question many times, and my answer will always be that one. I'm not going to get married, I think it's good to be alone."
Yan Wanqiu obediently scrambled to eat, as if she was no stranger to such a scene.
Although I am now the (intern) boyfriend of Yankongshan, I know that this is not something I can interfere with, so I have to bow my head and try to reduce my sense of existence.
"How can you let your parents and Xinyu feel at ease in another world?"
"They're not going to force me to do things I don't like."
"You..." Aunt Xu was a little anxious, "Forget it, I won't talk about you today, you can do whatever you want, you don't need me to care anyway. I'm here today to talk to you about Qiuqiu. thing."
When I heard that Yan Wanqiu was involved, I unconsciously raised my eyes and looked over.
"Ding Baizhou only stayed in the country for two months, and will be leaving soon..."
I didn't expect that she would be Wang Zhan when she opened her mouth. I was frightened and glanced at Yankong Mountain, and found that he didn't show any signs of eruption except that his expression was a little gloomy.
"Wait." He raised his hand to stop Aunt Xu, "Let's go out and talk." After speaking, he stood up and walked outside.
The two went to the outside yard one after the other, separated by a wall and so far away that they couldn't hear anything.
Yan Wanqiu suddenly jumped out of the chair, quickly ran to the door, and put her ear on it.
I couldn't stop her, so I had to follow her to the door.
"Don't eavesdrop." I squatted down, holding back my curiosity, "Ashan doesn't want you to listen, let's play games?"
"Shh!" Yan Wanqiu raised a finger to silence me, "I heard it. My aunt asked Ah Shan to give the surname Ding another chance, saying that I am his daughter after all..."
Does this give a chance? Aunt is too kind, isn't she
I endured it, but in the end I couldn't, and like Yan Wanqiu, I put my ear on it and joined the eavesdropping team.
"He can't take Qiuqiu away, his wife won't agree..."
"So what? If he wants to see me, he has to let him see me?"
"How long can you stop it? How long can you hide it? When Qiuqiu grows up, he will always find a way to find her. What if Qiuqiu also wants to see his biological father?"
Yankongshan was quiet for a while, and his tone became more cold: "I won't give in."
Aunt Xu was finally annoyed by his stubbornness: "Forget it, when I'm nosy, I won't care about you in the future, you can live as you like!"
Suddenly, I felt the door move under me, and I could not help but back away a little. When I looked down, I realized that Yan Wanqiu had opened the door.
She opened the door and didn't go out. She just stood there and rushed to the two people outside the door: "Don't quarrel, I'll go see him." She said calmly, "I want to see him."
Aunt Xu, who was about to leave, turned around in astonishment, and Yan Kongshan also had an unexpected expression.
I don't know about other children, but Yan Wanqiu always has her own ideas. This kind of thinking sometimes even adults are amazed and ashamed.
She stood calmly in front of the two elders, and said without hesitation, "I'll go see him", which was both unexpected and as if... not so unexpected.
Yan Kongshan can ignore his aunt's persuasion, but he can't ignore Yan Wanqiu's appeal.
I could see that he was extremely reluctant, but even if he was reluctant and was about to vomit blood, he finally nodded and agreed to let Yan Wanqiu meet Ding Baizhou.
The meeting between the two was scheduled for tomorrow, and Aunt Xu stayed overnight and slept in Yan Wanqiu's house.
It was late at night, and everything fell silent. Yankongshan still did not return to the room, he said to smoke a cigarette, which has been more than two hours.
I got up and went to find him in the yard. He was sitting on a bench with two empty cans of beer on the table in front of him, and an ashtray full of cigarette butts.
I sat silently beside him, didn't say anything, just stayed with him.
"Today's pork chop rice was delicious." He rested his elbows on the table, with a half-lit cigarette between his fingers, and for some reason he suddenly remembered to compliment me.
But I'm glad I was complimented, and felt that the blisters were worth it.
I pursed my lips and smiled embarrassedly: "I'm not very skilled this time, it should be better next time."
A faint smile appeared on his face, and his eyes suddenly fell on my hand.
"What's wrong with my hand?" He took my hand, looked at the blisters on the back of his hand, and frowned slightly.
I wanted to withdraw my hand, but he wouldn't let me.
"Accidentally scalded..." I whispered.
It's hard to cook once, but it's still hot, and it feels so useless.
Is this also a deduction? I thought with concern.
"I haven't known you for a long time, but I always see you hurt." He rubbed my fingers, "Tell me, why do you always get hurt?"
I was at a loss for words. What should I say
Is it because I am unlucky
"If you do this again, I will raise your protection level to the same level as Qiuqiu." He lowered his head and gently pressed his lips to the back of my hand, not touching the blisters, but kissing on the side.
The touch is clearly soft and hot, but I feel that it is more like the scratching of a feather, with a heart-wrenching itch.
"Like Qiuqiu... how is it?"
He raised his eyes and looked at him. During the speech, the hot and humid breath accompanied the vague touch of the tip of the tongue, which made me want to withdraw my hand, but I was reluctant to withdraw it.
"You can't use all dangerous and sharp objects alone. You must do anything with my permission and my consent."
I:"…"
How to do? I was actually a little moved, and found his proposal very attractive.
Seeing that I didn't answer, he probably misunderstood that I was frightened. He straightened up, put out the cigarette in his hand, and said with a smile, "Just kidding. Come in, I'll look for you to see if there is any scalding cream."
just kidding...
I was led into the house by him, and at first a hint of regret flashed in my heart, and then I was speechless by myself.
Yu Mian, please restrain yourself, don't be so in love with your brain! Your brain is not good in the first place, isn't it worse to go on like this