"Bring down the slingshot," Jiang Cheng said.
"Okay." Gu Fei replied.
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Cheng leaned back on the lamppost and sighed in a good mood.
The past few days have been an unprecedented experience for Jiang Cheng. Now when he is standing downstairs in Gu Fei's house, he still feels that he hasn't recovered.
Not only the first birthday he will celebrate with Gu Fei, but also the things he did for this birthday that he never thought he would do.
Pindou is known as a kind of children's puzzle, but Jiang Cheng feels that no child can bear the temper to make a complete pattern, and no child can hold his hands so steady and accurately hold the "beans". Code into the mold smoothly.
Of course, it may also have something to do with how he didn't do much handwork since he was a child. When he was in elementary school, he had made some handicrafts readily available. You can cut them according to the pattern, cut them, and stick them.
Anyway, when he held the beans with tweezers and put them on the mold, he felt that his hand seemed to be growing on someone else's body. When he put down this one, he would knock down the two next to him. The owner of Pindoudian also told him that he picked The pattern is small, the color is simple, and it will be quick to make, and it takes only a few hours for a beginner.
What a shit!
He made the first test product trembling for almost two hours. When it was hot, it was too hot and pressed the beans into a cake.
The second one took more than an hour, and he tried to lift the mold with the beans at least three times in the middle.
The third one was a lot faster because he finally gained some experience, but after he was ironed, he discovered that there was a villain who had no eyes.
"Jiang Cheng's inner feelings at this moment we cannot understand, but it should be anxious and helpless," he stared at the blind man, "interlaced like a mountain, for a player who has never done a fine challenge. Say... He can hit two objects that are no more than one centimeter apart, but he can't... You fucking don't do it."
That said, the gift is still to be made. The birthday is just ahead. He must make this gift. After finishing it, he still has some other preparations to do.
So in the end he spent two hours, using all the patience he had accumulated during his 18 years of life in this small plane full of small particles.
He finally made a beancake with all five senses and colors without making any mistakes.
The fly in the ointment is that when the beans were blanched, I was too satisfied with the work and excitedly grabbed it on the iron. The index finger and thumb of my right hand were burned with two blisters.
He put his hands in the water to cool down for a while, glued them with two bandages, and insisted on installing the last key ring.
The gift was in a tinplate box with a black transparent lid that he found after running three gift shops. Because there was no suitable sponge cushion, he took the kraft paper-colored wrapping paper and crumpled it into it, then put the key in it. I went in, closed the lid and enjoyed it for a long time. Finally, I finished the work after posing for a dozen shots from various angles.
Then he should go out and do something shameful.
You can’t go to the small black shop on the corner. He “passed” eight times in front of the shop within three days. He couldn’t see exactly what they were selling, but with his learning and non-myopia vision, he could see and remove the conventional condoms. In addition to the medicines of Yizhu Optimus, there are also many product packaging boxes that let people see all kinds of Lenovo products at a glance.
Even if there is something to do on this birthday... For a teenager whose knowledge comes only from pornography, such high-end tools are not needed.
So he chose to open a drugstore with the wisdom of Xueba, condoms, body lubricants, and after 18 years of patience with Pindou, he spent another 18 years in the drugstore.
When putting things on the checkout counter, the cashier was very moved when the cashier's face was illiterate and indifferent, and when he packed the things in a white opaque plastic bag.
A few days before his birthday, he and Gu Fei had only seen two or three sides, had a meal, and had a chat. As soon as Gu Fei left, he began various preparations.
Sometimes he felt that he was a little nervous, just one birthday, he didn't know what happened to be able to blow up the earth for him.
While waiting for Gu Fei to come down from the stairs, he went through the things he had to do for a while, making sure that there were no loopholes before taking out a cigarette and lighting it up.
Gu Fei came down very quickly. Just as Jiang Yan saw a shadow flashing out of the corridor, Gu Fei had already reached him, raised his hand and took away the cigarette from his mouth, and then leaned in and kissed him: " Happy birthday brother."
There was no one around at this time, and the lights upstairs were almost all off, but even if someone passed by, Jiang Cheng felt that it didn’t matter at this moment. He stretched out his hand and hugged Gu Fei hard, turning it on his face. A resounding kiss: "Happy birthday."
"Are you taking me to my birthday?" Gu Fei asked with a smile.
"Well," Jiang Yan let go of him, beckoned, "Go."
"Where to go?" Gu Fei asked.
"A place," Jiang Cheng said, and glanced at him again, "Then what, Gu Miao is already asleep, right?"
"Go to bed early," Gu Fei hooked his mouth, "I will spend the night with you tonight."
"Good." Jiang Cheng nodded.
Both of them are serious, and it feels as natural as they usually discuss going to him for a while, in fact... Jiang Cheng swept Gu Fei with his spare time again, and this guy's heart is probably the same as he thought.
Unsightly!
"Is that for me?" Jiang Cheng saw that Gu Fei was holding a paper bag in his hand, and it seemed quite heavy.
"Yes," Gu Fei smiled, "I'll give it to you later."
"You want me to give you a gift before you give it to me?" Jiang Cheng asked.
"Yes, I want to exchange." Gu Fei said.
"Okay," Jiang Cheng smiled, "Brother Cheng will take you to get a gift now, and take the gift back to my place to eat cake."
"Did you buy cake too?" Gu Fei asked.
"Well, I wanted to make a cake by myself. I'm not familiar with it here. I didn't find a diy shop, so I bought a small one," Jiang Cheng said, "Why did you buy it?"
"I... made one and put it in the freezer in the store." Gu Fei said.
"Where did you do it?" Jiang Cheng raised his eyebrows.
"There is a baking studio on the street behind Wang Er's Pie," Gu Fei said, thinking about it and sighing again. "I've taken Er Miao to play before. She lost her temper and smashed other people's scales. I lost 50 yuan and bought a ready-made cake for only 20 yuan."
Jiang Cheng sounded uncomfortable, but after a pause, he felt like laughing.
"I..." He turned his head and looked at Gu Fei after enduring it for a long time, "I want to laugh, do you mind?"
"... Don't mind, just laugh." Gu Fei said.
Jiang Cheng laughed wildly at the ground. Gu Fei and him smirked for a long time as they walked forward. After the fun, they realized that this road was not the way back to Jiang Cheng's rental house. (End of this chapter)