They all wake up with a sense of aftermath.
Lu's father and Lu's mother need a cooling-off period for the time being, and they can get in touch with each other slowly in the future.
The crisis alert is lifted, and the summer vacation is still long, so you can live your life slowly.
Pei Zhuo was pestered to do it several times last night, and he was still sleepy and refused to get up in the morning, with half of his feet sticking out of the bed.
Amao swung his tail like a tram and rubbed back and forth. Seeing that foot retracted into the quilt again, he barked twice, as if complaining.
Lu Lin woke up and knew that the dog was in a hurry to go out. When he got up, he kissed Pei Zhuo's forehead, and was about to change clothes and go for a walk with the dog.
Pei Zhuo was half asleep, still remembering to hold his hand, and said softly, "Where are you going?"
"Go and take care of Amao, and I'll be back later." Lu Lin kissed his fingertips and said softly, "What do you want to eat in the morning?"
Pei Zhuo occupied half of the bed at a slant, his voice murmured until the syllables were blurred together: "Wonton... small wonton."
So Chief Lu refreshed and went to clean up the dog first and then the vegetables. He walked briskly in the summer sun, and the wind was blowing when he walked.
Pei Zhuo fell into a drowsy sleep. When he felt that there was no one beside the bed, he subconsciously looked up and down, and belatedly remembered that he was out for a walk with the dog.
He sat up rubbing his face, and suddenly realized that he was sleeping in the wrong position.
When Lu Lin was on the bed, he fell asleep in his arms.
When Lu Lin woke up, he turned into a big font, sleeping as he pleases and letting himself go.
… was definitely seen by him.
Pei Zhuo came back to his senses and hurriedly got out of bed to look in the mirror.
Her bangs were disheveled, her expression was loose, and it was written all over her face that she hadn't woken up.
Just at this moment, Lu Lin came back with vegetables in his left hand and led the dog in his right. When he closed the door, he heard movement in the bedroom, and turned to look at him: "It's still early, do you want to sleep a little longer?"
Pei Zhuo held up a pillow to cover his face: "Don't look at me."
"Why can't I watch it?"
"Hair is messy and ugly."
Lu Lin untied Amao's collar, and smiled helplessly: "If Teacher Pei is ugly, who else can be called good-looking."
Hearing this, Pei Zhuo felt very good, and still wanted to make amends for himself: "I usually sleep in a good posture, but I was too tired last night."
Lu Lin poured a glass of water over, leaned over and kissed his face.
"Okay, I'll cook wontons for you, it'll be ready in a while."
After the meal, some furniture should be placed to further optimize the space at home.
Lu Lin brought a lot of books, but the small bookshelves in Pei Zhuo's house were not enough.
To be precise, there are some pendants and ornaments in Pei Zhuo's study room, and books are placed in the lockers, most of which are science fiction and foreign literature.
Half of the curtain wall was originally empty, just enough for him to assemble the old bookshelves and fill them with their spare books and teaching aids.
So one went to move the loose parts, the other went to find the toolbox, and they met again in the study.
Pei Zhuo handed it halfway, then took his hand back: "I'll pretend."
Lu Lin was very cooperative: "I'll help you."
Things like furniture are not much different from large building blocks.
Pei Zhuo wanted to improve his hands-on ability. At this time, he really took several partitions and baffles, and compared them to find the position of the splicing screws.
When he was concentrating on studying these things, he had a naive childishness on his body.
Lu Lin watched him fiddling quietly, feeling like piling up piles in his heart, but afraid that speaking out would make him feel bored.
So he handed the right part to the side and pointed him to the position of the nut.
Pei Zhuo had watched the whole process when dismantling the bookshelf, but now he is still impressed when he reassembles it again.
He was happy to learn this, but he refused to let Lu Lin intervene, and he had to do it himself to put together a small baffle.
After an hour and a half passed, the bookshelf stood staggeringly by the wall, and the shape and outline were indeed exactly the same.
"It's done, it's done," Pei Zhuo wiped his sweat, and went to get him a cold beer: "I just said, I can do this kind of thing in the future."
Taking advantage of his time to go to the kitchen, Lu Lin silently tightened the loose screws one by one, and tightened them up and down twice.
When Pei Zhuo came back again, he saw the man taking pictures of the bookshelves.
"Isn't it great." He laughed and said, "When I was young, I couldn't even fold paper flowers well in kindergarten, and my teacher scolded me for being too stupid."
Lu Lin took the cold beer, took a sip and couldn't help but kiss his lips.
The aroma of malt spread between their lips and teeth, and tiny air bubbles bloomed one after another on the tongue, making it very comfortable to kiss.
Pei Zhuo let him ask for a kiss, and taught him how to coax others earnestly before the end: "At this time, you have to correct me immediately and say that I am not stupid at all."
The man looked at him and smiled: "Do you want to kiss after correcting?"
"Yes, this is an extra point."
They discussed for a while, and decided that they still had to invite their family over for a meal.
The first is that yesterday's incident was bothering the two elders, so he went over to help put his identity under pressure, and it was a bit embarrassing that a small matter almost made a big splash.
The second is the joy of housewarming. After all, I live in as a boyfriend, so it is natural to entertain a meal.
Pei Zhuo really likes this about Lu Lin.
When he trained his students, he was strict and upright, and he had high demands on himself.
Everything is polite and detailed, and can take care of people comfortably.
As soon as Pei Zhuo dialed the phone, Dad Pei was playing golf with his friends, and he could still hear the dog barking.
"Dad," he cleared his throat, "Lu Lin and I would like to invite you and Aunt Huo over for dinner, so we can save face."
Papa Pei thought they were still worrying about what happened yesterday, so he said carelessly, "I'm telling you, you can live your life with peace of mind, don't be afraid of too many things, your dad is here in town, and he can't make any mistakes."
"That's not what it means. We really want to thank you," Pei Zhuo said solemnly: "Besides, Mr. Lu is very good at cooking and soup. I've come full circle these days."
"Hey?" Pei Hongchuan handed the cue to the caddy, turned around and walked to the ferry: "When?"
"Are you and Aunt Huo free tomorrow night?" Pei Zhuo said, "I asked about Huo Lu, she has long hair recently, any day is fine."
"Okay, I'll bring a bottle of good wine over then."
Pei Zhuo made an appointment over the phone, and Lu Lin took a pen and began to write the recipe.
"Five people, no matter what, there are seven dishes and one soup."
Pei Zhuo sat over to watch, and whispered beside him, "Is it home cooking? I know how to scramble eggs with tomatoes."
Lu Lin showed him the recipe he had drawn up with a smile, and said seriously: "Uncle and aunt come here, it's just a little bit of my heart to make the main dish."
The next day, the two of them went to the supermarket to stroll around pushing the cart, and loaded a bunch of things after two laps.
Lu Lin kept food in mind, and asked them about their taboos and preferences.
First, the black-bone chicken soup is simmered slowly over a good fire, and the angelica wolfberry is added to stew it little by little to produce a clear medicinal fragrance.
After the tender white baby vegetables are blanched, they are wrapped with diced lotus root and shrimp paste balls, piled up into a hill and put into the steamer. There is a guppy fish lying on the bottom, and the knife skills are impeccable.
Pei Zhuo cleaned the house up and down, and when he smelled the aroma of braised pork ribs, he went into the kitchen with a broom, holding him to try two pieces.
"It's going to be stewed for a while," Lu Lin fed him a piece of shrimp paste roll, stretching out his hand, afraid that he would feel hot: "Slow down, how about it?"
"Where did Mr. Lu learn this?" Pei Zhuo was still unsure, "I didn't see this in a private restaurant before."
"I saw some of them in old books, and I tried to make them." Lu Lin ground some pepper and said unhurriedly: "Jin Shengtan once said that chewing dried tofu with peanuts tastes like ham."
"Have you tried?"
"That's a lie." Lu Lin smiled and said, "But I've memorized Yuan Mei's "Suiyuan Food List", and what I made today is the taro noodle balls in it."
The two stoves were on fire at the same time, and the soup was still simmering in the electric pot. After they opened the door and spoke a few words, the warm and fragrant mist was already lingering from the kitchen to the living room, and the smell of chicken soup mixed with stewed pork ribs was scattered everywhere.
Father Pei came over with his wife and daughter carrying wine, and Ah Mao heard the sound from a distance and rushed to scratch the door.
Pei Zhuo opened the door to welcome them in, pointed to the kitchen and said, "Have you heard it? Is it fragrant?"
"Hurry up and help me," Aunt Huo urged, "It sounds like they are busy with several dishes at the same time."
Four meats, two vegetables, one soup and one dim sum were served on the table, even Huo Lu was surprised.
"Is this done by Chief Lu?! Is it true?"
Pei Hongchuan tasted the taro noodle balls, almost got scalded and said loudly that they were delicious, and put two more in the bowl.
This was the second time that Lu Lin was in such a relaxed and natural family atmosphere. Before sitting down, he filled a glass of wine for himself and made a solemn toast to them.
"Thank you uncle and aunt, thank you teacher Xiao Huo."
Aunt Huo smiled relievedly: "You two children are really a good match when standing together."
"I think so too," Huo Lu booed, "Mr. Pei just transferred in, I thought Mr. Lu must be his favorite money, and asked him if he wanted to pursue it."
Pei Zhuo stared at her for a second: "Withdraw."
"Withdraw, withdraw, I didn't say anything."
Full of wine and food, the family gathered and chatted for more than half an hour, waving goodbye to each other.
The table full of food was wiped out, and the small half plate of taro flour balls and shredded coconut cake was left unfinished, so Dad Pei took the crisper away.
The banquet was over, the guests had left, and all the pots and pans had to be washed, and the sound of the water didn't stop for a long time.
Pei Zhuo also put on an apron for himself, went to Lu Lin's side to rub the dishes with him, and started playing with bubbles while washing. In the past, I was too busy with work to even take care of myself. On weekends, I would go to my father's place for dinner and act like a spoiled child with him.
It feels good to be able to take on some things on my own now.
Lu Lin tidied up the kitchen very carefully. Not only did he wash the dishes and chopsticks clean, but he also wiped the corners of the range hood and stove, without leaving any stains.
He is a very tough man, and he seems to be far away from such a place where the smoke is too heavy.
But the more there was such a contrast, the more Pei Zhuo felt that he was gentle.
"Lu Lin."
"What's up?"
The bubbles on Pei Zhuo's hands have not yet been removed, so he opened his arms to hug him.
"Next week... you and I will go to see my mother."
"Okay." Lu Lin hugged him and said slowly, "I'm here to buy flowers this time."
"Buy more." Pei Zhuo said slowly with his eyes closed: "She likes peonies, so she must buy more."
I really hope she likes you too.
She sure will.