Yan Zhuo moved a bench, sat at the wooden table at the entrance of the kitchen, propped his chin and tilted his head to look at Shen Ji, watching him skillfully peel and slice fresh bamboo shoots, and the pork ribs in the stew pot were already fragrant, Shen Ji watched Glancing at his watch, he confirmed that the time had come, and put the freshly cut bamboo shoots into the pot. Shen Ji washed his hands by the sink, Yan Zhuo lowered his head abruptly, and swipe his finger on the black screen of the mobile phone pretendingly, but when he looked at Shen Ji again, he found that Shen Ji hadn't looked at him.
Yan Zhuo felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and also felt powerless. Shen Ji tilted his head and glanced at Yan Zhuo, he drooped his head, the bench was a little short for Yan Zhuo, his long legs were bent a little bit wronged, Yan Zhuo wore a pure white short sleeve, and the neckline showed a white tenderness skin.
Yan Zhuo wanted to talk to Shen Ji, but swallowed the words, he felt uncomfortable, but he also felt uncomfortable when he couldn't see Shen Ji. Shen Ji put the seasonings in order and adjusted the taste. He filled a small bowl for Yan Zhuo first, and put more than half of the pork ribs in the pot into the bowl. Shen Ji placed it on the wooden table in front of Yan Zhuo, Yan Zhuo's eyes fell on the bowl and chopsticks, he couldn't help but glanced at Shen Ji's face, and quickly moved away.
Shen Ji pulled a stool and sat down beside him, and said, "How about a taste?"
The corners of Yan Zhuo's eyes were a little red, he held the spoon, sniffed the aroma of the hot soup and said, "Why do you treat me like a guinea pig?"
Even though he said that, Shen Ji saw Yan Zhuo brought the spoon to his mouth and blew on it, he couldn't wait to put it in his mouth, and after a while he said honestly: "It's delicious."
Shen Ji hummed, went back to the kitchen, filled a bowl and sent it to the house. Yan Zhuo looked at the ribs in the bowl, sniffed, and he ate them all in a short while. He was a little hungry, and he ate a little in the morning. His emotions just now were only about feeling uncomfortable, but now the hot soup fills him up. After eating his stomach, the blood in his whole body is also alive.
Shen Ji pulled a chair and sat down next to the old man, and fed her two sips of soup. Grandma looked at Shen Ji gently, thinking about Shen Song's events from childhood to adulthood. Shen Ji occasionally responded with a few words, and most of his attention was on feeding her the soup.
After Yan Zhuo finished drinking the soup, he went to the kitchen to help Shen Ji fill up half a bowl. The soup just out of the pot was a bit hot. Yan Zhuo sat at the wooden table, carefully blowing spoonful by spoonful to dissipate heat. The door squeaked, Yan Zhuo rearranged the spoon and pushed it eight feet away from him.
Shen Ji put the empty bowl beside him and sat down. He picked up the spoon and touched the residual temperature on it. He raised his head only to find that Yan Zhuo had been looking at him, but soon Yan Zhuo avoided him in a panic. Looking at it, Shen Ji buried his head and took a sip of the soup.
The old man's health is not good, and they ate dinner with the second uncle's family. Second uncle Shen drank a few glasses of wine and seemed to be in a good mood. Grandma Shen in the back room suddenly yelled, and the second aunt stood up from the table and went into the room. Yan Zhuo paused with his chopsticks, and the old man called Xiao Song.
Shen Ji turned his head and glanced at the closed door. The second uncle filled the cup and said, "I've been a little confused these past few months. Your grandma is getting old."
Second Uncle Shen's tone was a bit strange. Yan Zhuo, an outsider, couldn't get in the way. He couldn't bear it anymore. He opened the screen saver of his phone and sent Ning Yao a WeChat message, asking about the Shen family. He paused and withdrew the message just after sending it. up.
Second Uncle Shen sighed, took a sip of wine, looked at Shen Ji and said, "Second Uncle made a mistake with you, your grandma missed Elder Brother, and Elder Brother couldn't come back, Second Uncle called you back on his own initiative."
Yan Zhuo's phone lighted up, and Ning Yao replied to WeChat: If you have something to say, say it, if you fart, it's wrong.
Shen Ji responded, and Second Uncle Shen said awkwardly: "You don't have to care about what they say."
Second Aunt persuaded Grandma Shen to sleep, and carried Shen Yan'er, who was full, back to the house to do homework. Seeing Shen Ji, Second Uncle Shen didn't want to say more, just agreed on the time of departure the day after tomorrow, and left up.
Yan Zhuo was a little thirsty, so he went to the kitchen and poured a glass of warm water. When he turned around, he saw Shen Yan'er sitting on the bench by the door, holding paper and pen in his hand, but kept staring at him. Yan Zhuo walked over, looked down at Shen Yan'er's notebook, there was a sun drawn on it, Yan Zhuo knelt down beside her and asked, "What are you going to draw?"
Shen Yan'er thought about it seriously, then tapped the white paper with her finger and said: "The art teacher said to draw a family portrait, father, mother, me, grandma..."
Yan Zhuo picked up a pencil, circled the outline in the middle of the white paper, and said, "Hey, if there are four people, it should be like this."
Shen Yan'er looked at Yan Zhuo, and felt that he was stronger than the school's art teacher. Yan Zhuo smiled and narrowed his eyes. Brother, are you okay?"
Yan Zhuo paused for a moment, she was very unfamiliar with Shen Yan'er's tone, Shen Yan'er saw him pause, and immediately said: "You don't need the second brother."
Yan Zhuo pulled Shen Yan'er's arm, he had many questions in his mind, but before he could open his mouth, Shen Ji opened the door and came out, and asked, "The water is ready, Yan Zhuo, come take a shower."
Yan Zhuo let out a cry, and Shen Ji walked over to see Yan Zhuo's movements clearly. With a pencil, he roughly sketched the appearance of four villains on the paper, then bowed his head and whispered a few words to Shen Yan'er softly. When Yan Zhuo got up, Shen Ji didn't hide his gaze, Yan Zhuo's ears felt a little hot from the sight, and he poured all the water in the water glass into his stomach.
The place where Shen's family took a shower was outside, and they built a small shed. Shen Ji found him a pair of slippers, and he washed himself with warm water while stepping on the slippers, and even killed a mosquito in the shower. He put the wet slippers at the door, sat on the bed and shook his legs. Shen Ji was bent over looking for pajamas, turned around to see him sitting by the bed, threw a dry towel from the cabinet, and said, "Wipe, lie down in it."
When Shen Ji came back from washing, Yan Zhuo buried his whole face in the quilt, Shen Ji thought he was asleep, so he walked over and lifted the quilt, Yan Zhuo couldn't control himself for a while, and sneezed loudly. His nose was a little sore, he raised his hand and rubbed the bridge of his nose, Shen Ji saw that the corners of his eyes were turning red, and smiled softly.
Yan Zhuo was so light that he almost thought it was an illusion, Yan Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and asked with some complaints: "What are you laughing at?"
Shen Ji ignored him and went out, Yan Zhuo pouted, thinking sadly in his heart, Shen Ji didn't want to talk to you at all. After a while, when Shen Ji entered the room, Yan Zhuo turned over and turned his back to Shen Ji. Shen Ji turned off the light, he walked to the bed and stopped, stretched one leg to prop up the bed, and brought the things in his hand to Yan Zhuo's mouth.
Yan Zhuo carefully stuck out his tongue and licked it, it was sweet. Shen Ji coaxed and said in a low voice: "Sweet. Just find some ginger candy, eat it."
Yan Zhuo stuck out his tongue and rolled the ginger candy into his mouth, then buried his face in the pillow, the tip of his tongue brushed against Shen Ji's fingers, which made him blush. Shen Ji was stunned for a moment, then changed into his pajamas silently, and lay down next to Yan Zhuo.