Shen Shiyan also received an invitation from Meng Xinchu about "Wedding KTV" in the afternoon. He looked at the chat record with Meng Xintang just now, and found that he was still packing up at the venue. Looking at Meng Xinchu's circle of friends, I can't help but sigh that it's nice to have a brother.
After rejecting Meng Xinchu, he thought about it and sent another message.
"Don't introduce girls to me next time, I only fall in love with men."
Come to think of it, a little insincere. Shen Shiyan added another one.
"I'm serious, no joke."
Meng Xinchu's reply was exaggerated, followed by several rows of exclamation points. Seeing her questioning line by line, Shen Shiyan felt a little funny. Looking back on the scene when he told Meng Xintang about this, he couldn't believe that two people with such different personalities could be brothers and sisters.
At about seven o'clock, when the sky just fell, Shen Shiyan received a call from Meng Xintang. He thought that his description was not sufficient, and Meng Xintang got lost in this alley. But just as he said he was going to pick him up at the teahouse, Meng Xintang said, "I should be at your door."
"Ah? The door isn't locked," Shen Shiyan held up his phone and walked towards the yard strangely, "You push the door."
Over there, Meng Xintang chuckled and replied in a low voice, "I don't dare to enter, the reward money has not been collected until now."
Shen Shiyan paused, and immediately laughed out loud.
He took a bigger step and stepped up to the front of the courtyard. The hand holding the mobile phone was also put down, and the two hands put on the door knocker and gently slapped it.
Outside the open door stood Meng Xintang, who was still holding his mobile phone.
Shen Shiyan hung up the phone in his hand and turned sideways to make way for a passage.
"If you can't see clearly at night, I'll give you free this time."
"Thank you," Meng Xintang bowed to him in a dignified manner, like a scholar who visited bosom friends in ancient times.
Without paying, Meng Xintang slipped through all the flowers in the yard. Many of him are not famous, and often bend over to ask people around him, what is this pot and what is that pot.
Shen Shiyan squatted down with his legs crossed, and introduced him one by one. The two pots are hosta, also called white calyx, and the pot is colchicum.
"Hey, have you ever learned that colchicine can inhibit mitosis, that's it."
"My student days are too far away, but I know about this."
The two of them squatted for a while, occasionally raising their hands, occasionally touching each other, and brushing off the darkness all over their bodies.
At the end, when Shen Shiyan got up, he said to Meng Xintang, "You owe a lot this time. In addition to the reward money, there is also an explanation fee."
"Don't worry," the debtor smelled the flowers again, turned his head and said, "Let me pay it back slowly."
After viewing the flowers, the two walked side by side towards the lights in the house. Meng Xintang asked casually, "Why do you like planting flowers so much?"
Shen Shiyan was lifting the curtain for him, and Meng Xintang looked at him after asking.
"My mother likes it," he added after a brief pause, "and of course I like it too."
In fact, when Shen Shiyan answered this question, he didn't show anything special, but he was lightly shaken twice by the bamboo curtain he was holding in his arms.
"Sorry." Meng Xintang said quickly, and stopped.
Because of his stop, Shen Shiyan also put down the bamboo curtain. He smiled and said, "It's okay."
Then, he dodged, Meng Xintang passed over him, and saw on the small windowsill beside the door, there was a white porcelain vase with a white rose in it. It's blooming just right, the flowers are delicate and the leaves are green.
"In the past, my family had more flowers. Except for the road people walked, everything was flowers." Shen Shiyan said, his eyes drifted to the yard, looking at the empty place, as if he was remembering something.
"But I'm not that skilled, so I can't raise so many." He turned around and raised his hand to touch the white rose, "My mother loves flowers like an aiqin, and my father used to do as long as the flower shop at the door was not closed. , will bring my mother a flower back for more than ten years, every day."
Meng Xintang finally understood where Shen Shiyan's fairy energy came from. A flower every day, such love, there are not many in the world after singing.
"Your parents... have a good relationship and are very romantic."
Shen Shiyan nodded and agreed: "They are the best couple I've ever seen, childhood sweethearts."
After he finished speaking, he opened the curtain again and motioned for Meng Xintang to go in.
"But it's a pity that they didn't grow old together and both died, but for them, it's also a kind of reunion."
Shen Shiyan, who was behind him, said this lightly, and Meng Xintang didn't even feel his sadness. He looked at the back of Shen Shiyan pouring water, hesitating whether to continue asking.
"Let's make a statement first, I will prepare two green vegetables, the rest is up to you." Shen Shiyan brought the tea to the table for him, and carefully reminded him to be careful.
"Okay," Meng Xintang nodded with a smile, "I'll do the rest."
Shen Shiyan told him in the afternoon that his cooking skills were limited and he ate lightly, so he could bring his own favorite food depending on the situation. He was not polite at all, and Meng Xintang didn't take it personally. I bought a few ingredients directly from the supermarket and planned to cook two dishes myself.
Shen Shiyan asked him to take a sip of tea and go to the kitchen first.
When Meng Xintang went over and saw the dishes made by Shen Shiyan, he realized that the "limited cooking skills" he said was really not modest. There are two dishes on the square wooden table in the kitchen, which is very similar to the same family.
Seeing him enter the door, Shen Shiyan asked while adding water to the pot, "How many dishes do you want to make?"
"Two," Meng Xintang smirked again, glanced at the two plates of green vegetables, and quickly grouped the purchases into one category, "Is there a pot?"
Shen Shiyan walked around the kitchen for several times before pulling out a stainless steel basin from the cabinet. Meng Xintang looked at it, and there was a "gift" sticker on it.
Shen Shiyan explained confidently: "It's very easy for me to cook by myself, and I don't even need this kind of advanced equipment."
Meng Xintang raised his eyebrows, is the stainless steel basin high-end equipment
"Then how do you wash the vegetables?"
Shen Shiyan immediately picked up a plastic basin, the two-layered one, the upper layer leaked water, but the bottom layer was not.
"Well, it's very easy to wash fruits and vegetables, and also wash clothes."
With his hands resting on the sink, Meng Xintang bent over and smiled, looking at a very quiet and elegant person, and putting it in the kitchen is a real treasure.
The menu he prepared is cucumber fried shrimp and braised flat fish. Shrimp is easy to make, and flat fish takes a little effort.
Meng Xintang just scratched a ditch on the fish, and suddenly stopped, looking at Shen Shiyan, who was standing beside him and stared blankly.
"Come and try?" Meng Xintang turned the knife back and handed it to Shen Shiyan, "Let me see the surgeon's hand."
Shen Shiyan laughed at his sincere invitation, held the knife and said, "If you give me a scalpel, I can perform for you."
He took the knife and drew it on the fish twice, then raised his head and asked, "Where to draw?"
Meng Xintang got closer, stretched out a finger and drew a picture in mid-air near the fish's body: "Just a little bit below this road, take a knife here, and then take another knife down there."
"Oh." Shen Shiyan understood, picked up the fish meat cut by Meng Xintang with the tip of the knife, and observed his angle professionally. Immediately afterwards, the fingers of Dr. Shen's left hand gently pressed on the fish, and the right hand held the knife to cut in. The movement was very neat.
"It's great." Meng Xintang looked at the opening, the angle was exactly the same as his own, and it was very smooth. He watched Shen Shiyan slap another knife with a smug smile, and sincerely praised: "Professionals are different."
The two of them gathered around the fish again and discussed the hole on its body for a long time. Shen Shiyan also told Meng Xintang about how he bought pork to sew the wound at that time. The conversation just now was a little weird. They seem to have been discussing how to cut fish and meat more beautifully with a knife.