The clinical major of Beijing Medical University ranks among the top three in China, and graduates every year are sought after by major hospitals. Studying medicine at Beijing Medical University is destined to have a promising future. In addition, it is the alma mater of Xu Yao's mother, so she naturally hopes that her daughter can study there, which can be regarded as a good story of mother and daughter alumni.
But, Beijing Medical University is in Beijing...
Xu Yao lowered her head, avoiding the gentle gaze, and looked at the green grass that was struggling to grow on the ground. From birth to withering and flourishing, they just had to keep growing up and up, carefree and unrestrained. But why do people have so many worries
"It's okay, I can take a plane to see you, but the journey is only 30 to 40 minutes, not as long as the time it takes to take the bus to the East District." Wen Liang's eyes flashed with pity, and in the blink of an eye, the girl who loved to grab her butt before a fight was about to spread her wings and fly. It's good this way, after going out and seeing the outside world and experiencing a life she has never experienced before, she will know what kind of life she really wants!
Xu Yao's emotions came and went quickly. She smiled and said, "Yeah, that's right, but we agreed that you have to come to the capital once a month. No laziness and no delays!"
Wen Liang nodded, turned to Ji Su, and said with a smile: "What about you, have you thought about it?"
Without waiting for Ji Su to answer, Xu Yao took her hand and said proudly: "We have agreed to take the entrance exam for Beijing Medical University together!"
Wen Liang shook his head and laughed. He had no way to deal with Xu Yao, so he said patiently, "Don't force me to sell you this. This is a lifelong thing, so don't be careless! Ji Su, do you really want to study medicine?"
Ji Su interlocked his fingers with Xu Yao's, swung like a swing, and chuckled, "Think about it, studying medicine is also a very meaningful thing, at least it can help a lot of people in need. Angels in white should be the dream of many girls..."
But is this your dream
Wen Liang sighed, and without saying anything more, he picked up a small stone, walked to the lake and threw it out diagonally. The stone jumped four or five times on the lake surface, sank into the center of the lake and could no longer be found. Only layers of ripples floated, and then disappeared in an instant.
He turned around, extended his hand, and said, "Whether it's Beijing Medical University or Jiangnan University, only the best students can get in. In this last year of high school, let's work hard together. Come on!"
Two small hands were placed on the back of his hand and pressed hard: "Come on!"
The three of them continued to wander around the East District until it was slightly dark. They returned home after a long time. Unexpectedly, they missed the last bus because they didn't calculate the time well. There was no one on the platform, which was a world of difference compared to when they came in the morning. The most helpless thing was that this area was essentially a large construction site, and taxis were hard to come by. It was also at this moment that Wen Liang missed the convenient and fast taxi-hailing software of later generations. The power of technological progress is reflected in every detail of daily life.
"What should I do?" Xu Yao stood on tiptoe and stretched her neck to look towards the end of the road, hoping to see some vehicles passing by, but was unexpectedly disappointed.
Wen Liang smiled bitterly and said, "I thought we were just going to walk around the city today, so I didn't drive for convenience. If I had known that you would suddenly want to come and see the artificial lake, I would have driven."
Xu Yao patted his shoulder and said seriously, "Comrade Wen Liang, as revolutionaries, we must have an optimistic revolutionary spirit. When we encounter difficulties, we must not be discouraged or complain, because the leader told us that as long as our thoughts do not slip, there are always more solutions than difficulties! I think that with your intelligence, you will definitely be able to think of a solution, right?"
Wen Liang couldn't help but accept it. If this were a war, the little girl could at least be a political commissar. She said, "Leader, you are right. With your sincere teachings, I have come up with a solution."
Xu Yao was very pleased and said, "Ruzi is teachable. Tell me, what should we do?"
Wen Liang took out his cell phone, dialed Chang Cheng's number, asked him to drive over to pick them up, then clapped his hands calmly and said, "That's it!"
Xu Yao stared, raised her thumb and said, "Shameless!"
After returning from the East District, Wen Liang first sent Xu Yao and Ji Su home, then moved to the West Garden, took a shower, sat on a recliner in front of the French window on the second floor, called Ning Xi, asked about the progress of the foundation, and talked about the cat girl, asking Shen Jia to help with the operation. Ning Xi agreed immediately, and arranging a business immigration for someone was just a piece of cake for Shen Jia.
"Let Cat Girl open a tea house first and try it out. If it's reliable, Cat Girl will contact Shen Jia over Mingzhu in the future, and I won't be involved anymore."
Ning Xi joked, "You're always trying to dig up Dandelion's girlfriends. First it was the beautiful Qi Shu, then the charming cat girl. Oh, by the way, there's also a tea ceremony master in Xiangxieju in Beijing who's so pitiful..."
"It's fate," Wen Liang teased her deliberately, "A righteous man will have many supporters, while an unrighteous man will have few. Who made me more handsome than Young Master Zhuang?"
Ning Xi laughed so hard that her stomach hurt. She said, "Zhuang Shaoxuan may not be a good person, but he has a good appearance. Even if there are ten of you, you can't compare to one of him."
"Superficial!" Wen Liang accused, "Ning Xi, this sign of yours is very dangerous. You should judge a person by his true heart. The appearance and other external things are just passing clouds. Their true value is not even as much as toilet paper!"
"Can I understand this as jealousy?"
Wen Liang was angry, snorted coldly, and said: "Of course, he is handsome, has a good family background, is capable, and has strong skills. Who wouldn't be jealous of such a person?"
Ning Xi's voice suddenly became charming, and she chuckled, "Silly boy, why are you jealous of him? No matter how good others are, they are still others, but you are the one I like."
Wen Liang rubbed his head, changed his posture comfortably, and said happily: "Could this be the case of beauty in the eyes of the beholder?"
"In the eyes of lovers, there is not only Xi Shi, but also Ximen Qing..."
If what he said just now was just a temptation, then this sentence was already a temptation. Wen Liang's breathing suddenly became heavier. Could it be that this was his first PS experience in his life? Just as he was daydreaming, Ning Xi laughed and hung up the phone, leaving Wen Liang with a resentful look on his face and raised his middle finger to the microphone. (For the origin of PS, please see "My Phone Lover")
After another three or five days, Wen Liang received a call from Xie Yan, and learned that she had returned from a research trip in the mountains. In order to fulfill his promise to treat her to a meal, he asked her to meet at home. At the gate of No. 7 Courtyard, Wen Liang waited for Xie Yan. She was wearing black jeans, white sneakers, and a checkered short-sleeved shirt made of linen, which was rare in Qingzhou. The crooked seams showed the simple workmanship. Her fair skin had become much darker and rougher. The only thing that had not changed was her eternal shyness and restraint when facing Wen Liang.
"Let's go to the supermarket and buy some food."
Xie Yan was stunned, thinking he had misheard. Wen Liang explained, "I boasted that I would treat you to the best dishes in Qingzhou. This was a bit exaggerated. In fact, I just cooked some home-cooked meals to welcome you back from a long journey. Don't be disgusted, and don't pretend that it tastes good. I am thick-skinned. If the taste is not right, you are welcome to criticize and correct me!"
Xie Yan was flustered. She didn't expect Wen Liang to invite her to his home and cook for her. She didn't know whether she was overwhelmed by a huge sense of happiness or inexplicable tension. She was a little breathless and her face flushed. She said, "No... Don't bother..."
"It's not a big deal," Wen Liang walked a few steps, turned around and saw Xie Yan's look, smiled and patted his forehead, and said, "Look at what I did. Don't be nervous. My parents are at work, there's no one at home, just the two of us... Okay, you won't worry about me, right?"
"No, no!" Xie Yan hurriedly shook his head, tears were about to fall, and said: "How can I let you cook..."
Wen Liang pointed at her and said with a smile: "Xie Yan, you don't want to have such thoughts. Men and women each hold up half the sky. Don't look down on male chefs. The top chefs are all men... Besides, when friends come to your house to play, isn't it human nature for the host to cook a simple meal and entertain them?"
Xie Yan was speechless and a little flattered. He followed Wen Liang obediently to the nearby supermarket to buy food, mostly beans, mushrooms, cabbage, tofu, etc. He also bought spare ribs and fish heads. When he was about to leave, he found that the newly-released prawns were good, so he bought a few lobsters. The total cost was no more than fifty yuan. Wen Liang smiled and said, "See? This is called economical and practical, thrifty and frugal. You can make your own food and clothing, why do you have to go out to eat and drink?"
Xie Yan responded with a look of admiration. Just by looking at Wen Liang's cooking, she really thought that Wen Liang's cooking skills were extraordinary. This was not impossible. In her mind, the person in front of her was omnipotent.
When they got home, Wen Liang turned on the TV in the living room, made tea for Xie Yan, and even took a few magazines. He asked her to sit down and rest, and he went into the kitchen with a plastic bag full of ingredients. Xie Yan couldn't be at ease. While listening to the sound on TV, her eyes kept drifting towards the kitchen. Her body was like a spinning top, and she couldn't help twisting and turning. She stood up several times and wanted to help in the kitchen, but she was afraid that her poor cooking skills would cause trouble for Wen Liang. In such a tormented mood, Xie Yan didn't wait for the first dish to come out of the oven, but heard Wen Liang's scream from the kitchen.
Xie Yan stood up and rushed to the kitchen in two steps. He pushed open the tightly closed door and saw Wen Liang wearing an apron and holding a large spoon. If he wore a white tall hat, he would be a top chef. But what was not harmonious was that on the table in front of him was a plate of beans and minced meat. The poor beans had turned into burnt black columns, and the minced meat was even more pitiful than the beans. The whole thing was sticky and stuck to the bottom of the plate. What was even more bizarre was that even though it was so sticky, there were still two or three beans on the edge of the plate that were so green that they were about to drip water - they were still raw!
Wen Liang's eyebrows were discolored by the smoke, and the back of his hand was densely covered with small red spots from the splattered oil. He was completely unaware that Xie Yan, who was beside him, was staring at the unknown object on the plate with a puzzled look, and then flipping through the book in his left hand with even more puzzlement. From Xie Yan's perspective, he could see the eye-catching words "Home Cooking Recipe Collection" on the cover.
menu…
Xie Yan felt a little overwhelmed. After a brief moment of confusion, he picked up a clean rag from the shelf on the wall, turned on the tap, poured water on it, wrung it out, folded it flat, and covered the back of Wen Liang's hand with it, silently without saying a word.
"Uh... It's okay, it's okay, you go sit down, I'll be there soon!" Wen Liang was thick-skinned, but it was a bit embarrassing. He had cooked with Zuo Yuxi before, not very successfully, but edible. He thought it would not be difficult to follow the recipe. Isn't it just adding oil, vegetables and seasonings, and stir-frying over low heat, medium heat or high heat? It was very simple, but when the time came, he realized that learning from books is always shallow!
"Let me do it!"
Xie Yan did not find Wen Liang's look funny at all. On the contrary, he was so moved that he could hardly express it in words. He held back the tears that were about to burst out, took the spoon from Wen Liang, washed the pot again, poured in the oil, and when it was 70% hot, added the garlic cloves to stir-fry until fragrant. Then he added the minced meat and stir-fried it. When the minced meat changed color, he put in all the remaining beans, and added a small amount of salt, MSG and other seasonings. He was skilled and quick in his movements. Soon the kitchen was filled with the fragrant aroma. Compared to the burnt smell just now, it was undoubtedly a paradise on earth.
Wen Liang touched his nose and admitted that cooking really requires talent, so he consciously changed his position and helped Xie Yan. "Wash the fish head, remove the gills and scales..."
"Yes, it's right there, just pull it with your fingers!"
"Where's the cooking wine... Oh, you poured too much..."
Fish head with chopped pepper, spare ribs with vinegar, mapo tofu, fried cabbage with prawns, one dish after another with all the delicious flavors and colors freshly cooked, arranged in a riot of colour, looked very pretty. Wen Liang worked from beginning to end, which was rare, and he also felt a sense of accomplishment. If his mobile phone did not have a camera function, and there was no WeChat Moments in this era, he would have taken a photo and posted it to show off.
"Okay, time to eat!"
Xie Yan served two bowls of rice. Her own portion was full, while Wen Liang's portion was piled high. This little girl's thoughts were not to be told to outsiders. Wen Liang smelled the aroma of the food and was already hungry. She picked up the plate and was about to leave when she saw Xie Yan struggling to untie the knot of her apron with her hands behind her back. Maybe she accidentally tied it into a knot when she was tying it just now, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't untie it.
“Let me do it.”
Wen Liang put down the plate and walked behind Xie Yan. They were of similar height, with Xie Yan's head just reaching the tip of Wen Liang's nose. One in front and one behind, from a distance they looked like a pair of young lovers.
Xie Yan lowered his head slightly, holding the edge of his trousers tightly with both hands, and felt Wen Liang's hands touching his apron. Although there was a layer of cloth between them, it seemed as if they were roaming over his body. His heart suddenly seemed to stop beating, and everything around him faded away. There was no sound, no room, no heaven and earth. At this moment, it seemed that there was only me and only him!
I don't know how long it took before the gentle voice came back to my ears again: "Xie Yan, Xie Yan..."
"Um?"
Xie Yan looked up blankly, and when he saw Wen Liang's face, he came to his senses instantly. Shame surged into his mind, and even the roots of his ears turned red: "I, I'm fine!" Not daring to look him in the eyes, he hurriedly picked up two bowls of rice, and ran out of the kitchen past him.
Wen Liang was stunned for a moment, but was thinking whether it was a bit rash of him to invite Xie Yan to his home for dinner. (To be continued)