It's also a good choice to sprinkle some seasoning on top, or put some tomato sauce. Now that I have decided, I use a brush to clean the rice cake, wipe off the water, and wrap it in newspaper. Finally, I put the newspaper-wrapped rice cakes around the stove, and all I had to do was wait. The three of them gathered around the fire and fell into a brief silence.
"The weather forecast says it will snow tomorrow, I think you guys better not go out." I remembered the weather news just now and kindly reminded the two men who were getting more and more playful. "Wouldn't it be better if it snowed, and you can still see the snow scene and the snow on the broken bridge." I knew that Xu Xiaoning would only add fuel to the fire.
The three of them grilling charcoal in the middle of the cold night are actually quite weird. Fortunately, the lights are dim, and the charcoal can’t help but make a crackling sound. It’s surprisingly warm. At least at this time, looking at Mr. Lu’s soft facial lines, I don’t think so. Feel scared. My little thief's heart gradually rose again, and I couldn't stand it. I still turned over my rice cakes obediently, the newspaper was covered under the ashes so that they would not burn, in order not to touch the flames, I carefully turned them over, the movement was a bit wide, and a burst of fly ashes would inevitably fly up, "I'm sorry! "I choked badly myself.
The two big men were even more disgusted, "Xu Xiaoyun, you are going to murder your own brother!" Although Mr. Lu didn't say anything, he returned to his eyes that looked at everything with disgust. Killed my petty heart.
Return to normal, "I won't give you food if you talk too much."
Xu Xiaoning immediately shut up, "Brother Cheng, tomorrow I will do my best as a landlord and take you to see this beautiful ancient city."
"There is Baoyuan Temple, Wanwei Mountain, Sanqian Street..." Xu Xiaoning went on talking, and I cursed in my heart: "It will snow tomorrow."
I giggled, the rice cake was almost cooked by the charcoal fire, I used tongs to take out the rice cake and threw it on the ground outside, Xu Xiaoning hurriedly grabbed it with his hands, I shouted: "It's still hot."
His hands were scalded by the hot rice cakes, he threw the rice cakes and squatted on the ground and blew his wounds, I felt a sense of defeat, "Oh~" I sighed unconsciously, and then said: "I did it myself I can't live." Xu Xiaoning talked for a long time, but decided to give up the argument.
On the contrary, Mr. Lu couldn't help but smile slightly. At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, when the rice cake was cold, I peeled off the old newspaper on the rice cake, blew off the ash on it, and handed it to the leader with sincerity, "Mr. Lu, try it, it's delicious. He wanted to reach out to take it, but I thought of his fragile stomach, and I wanted to take it back, but I was already grabbed by him, and I was "difficult to get off the tiger".
I didn't pay attention to dinner, and now I'm so hungry, I picked up the rice cake and took a few bites. Thinking of ketchup, I asked the two of them, "Do you want ketchup?" No response, I went to the kitchen while eating, Looking for ketchup in a lot of bottles and jars, I was too absent-minded, a bunch of unusually bright red flowers, biting down, a little sour and sweet, "Brother Cheng, brother Cheng, brother Cheng." I whispered Unexpectedly, when I turned around, I saw brother Cheng, no, Mr. Lu, I don’t know if he heard me muttering alone just now.
Because I didn't respect the leaders enough, I secretly prayed to God, may God, may Buddha bless me. "Mr. Lu, why are you also in the kitchen?" He didn't dare to look up at his expression, "I'm going out first."
Xu Xiaoning came out with a few bottles of cocktails, they were colorful, Mr. Lu went in to get a wine glass, I picked up one of the bottles, nestled in the sofa, drank it all down, the leader weighed the glass in his hand, I proudly With a smile, he deliberately poured the wine glass in front of him, and then said, "I drank it all up."
He turned his head and asked Xu Xiaoning, "How is your sister drinking?"
"So-so, what's going on today? Broken love? No, brother Cheng is right next to me." Damn Xu Xiaoning didn't turn on the pot, "Who is broken in love, Xu Xiaoning, don't talk nonsense."
Xu Xiaoning clicked his tongue in disgust, and asked Mr. Lu sincerely, "Brother Yu Cheng, did you do anything to offend her?"
The unprovoked gossip protagonist Lu Yucheng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he smiled knowingly, "Don't worry about the kids, you can go back and rest first!"
"Then..." His eyes stared at the pile of cocktails, and he took one bottle, two bottles, and I stopped him when he was about to take the third bottle, "Brat, where are you going?"
He tried his best to get rid of my restraint, "I'm going back to my room, so I won't be your light bulb anymore."
"Stinky boy, have you misunderstood something?"
"What is the misunderstanding? It's so obvious."
I was thrown back onto the sofa in astonishment. It was soft. Could it be that my little villainous heart is so obvious, isn’t it? I touched my hot cheeks, hesitating, brewing emotions, "That, that, Mr. Lu, can you Don't believe what my stinky brother said, he, he, he said nonsense." Seeing him getting closer and closer, I couldn't help but fall back, my tone became weaker and weaker, and I became less and less confident.
"Really? Then what do you think?" He asked calmly, but my heart was already overwhelmed, "What does it have to do with me. I'm like you, a victim!"
"So you mean to spread rumors with me, you are very hurt." He sat directly next to me, and the manly aura beside me was too strong, I couldn't stand it, and the words that he was gay were spinning in my head. After the second time, I regained my composure, thinking about Lin Yang, thinking about Lin Yiran, I really shouldn't get close to him again, "Of course I didn't mean that, but I'm afraid that you will be misunderstood by others, and the influence will not be good. You are the image of Le Lin, a pillar!" Unconsciously, he moved a little too much, showing patriotism and love for the people.
He didn't say a word, just picked up a bottle of cocktail, took a sip slowly, seemed to be considering something, but he was speechless, and continued to take a sip, "falling into a bit awkward silence, I had to pick up the bottle and drink silently .
Plop, plop, I heard my heart beating rhythmically, and I felt it was a little faster than usual. Drinking alcohol really hurt my health. I planned to bid farewell to the leader and go back to fight against my mother's snoring. Xu Xiaoning's high-decibel sound came from the stairs. "It's snowing." I was so frightened that I lost two of my three souls. I wanted to stare but I couldn't see his figure. Looking out of the French window, it really started to snow like a goose feather. If I maintain this state, tomorrow It will definitely be very thick.
When I was excited, I forgot about going to bed, ran to the big yard outside the door, stood under the heavy snow and wandered around a few times, watching the goose feather snow hit my face and melt in the corners of my eyes, and the inexplicable emotions in my heart spread spread out. Looking back at dusk, the man was in the dim light. I saw Mr. Lu standing under the soft light, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looking at me quietly. It seems that today I did drink too much and think too much. I patted my frozen and red cheeks, "Be sober, Xu Xiaoyun!"
Chapter 22
Thinking every day, dreaming at night. In the dream, I threw Mr. Lu down fiercely, and then said in a very unbeatable voice: "You sing a song for this girl, and I will kiss you." I laughed hahaha, and he broke free suddenly My arms became so huge, "Xu Xiaoyun, you're so addictive, you should hit me!" Suddenly, a lot of wooden sticks appeared in the sky and struck me one after another. I turned around and wanted to run, but my feet felt as if they were filled with lead. Without moving at all, I crouched down with my head in my arms and screamed: "No!" Then the whole world was turned upside down, my legs and feet failed, and I fell into the abyss. "Ah!" Woke up screaming and sweating, only to find that I was in a room in the country. My mother had gotten up early, and I was the only one sleeping on the edge of the bed with the quilt wrapped around me. I quickly rolled back to the middle of the bed, still in shock.
I was wearing a thick coral fleece pajamas, with black hair loose, and just stepped out of the room when I heard Xu Xiaoning shouting excitedly outside the room, "Snow sweeping, snow sweeping, hurry up and sweep the snow!" Then I saw He rushed upstairs, aggressively, I hurried back to the room and closed the door, and he really rushed to my door, "Xu Xiaoyun, hurry up and sweep the snow."
"I see, let's go later, don't make it like I owe you five million, okay?" When the door opened again, Xu Xiaoning disappeared, and a camel-colored turtleneck sweater in a warm and comfortable appearance appeared in front of him, "Lu Good morning, sir." Thinking about last night's dream, I feel a little guilty.
He nodded, then looked at me with contempt from head to toe, and made an impatient gesture, "You'd better go clean it up, yourself!"
I looked at him aggrievedly, and then watched him go downstairs. I quickly slipped back to my room to take back my suitcase, casually changed into a set of winter clothes, combed my fingers into high knots and tied up my hair, and then bumped downstairs. I have never thought of such a scene, the high-ranking leader of Lu Da, sitting calmly in my restaurant, eating porridge with fried dough sticks, no matter how bad it is, the young man who grew up drinking foreign ink should also drink pure coffee , eat a brightly colored sandwich, and then eat without talking, instead of the current scene.
Grandpa looked at Mr. Lu's slow manner and felt a little anxious: "Little Lu, young people, eat more. It's delicious if you eat big."
"Yes, yes." Grandma agreed with Grandpa and moved a box of steamed buns to Mr. Lu. Mr. Lu's expression was obviously a bit embarrassed. I thought of his fragile stomach, and then the terrible time in the hospital, and hurriedly said to my grandma: "Grandma, Mr. Lu has a bad stomach. He doesn't eat too much greasy food. It's better to drink porridge. Xiao Long I'll eat it, I'll eat it." He said as he took away the steamed bun.
"Sit down!" Mr. Lu said, "OK."