Self-cultivation with a plate of tomato scrambled eggs

When Song Xiaowu opened his eyes and found that Li Tianqi was still sleeping beside him for the first time, a great sense of happiness suddenly surged in his heart—you must know that he has never been able to wake up like Li Tianqi in all these years. Too early!When you are lucky, you can sneak peeks at Li Tianqi, who has just woken up, wearing an old-fashioned vest and wide shorts, wearing slippers, and going to the bathroom to wash with no expression on his face. The quilt is silly for a while; when you are unlucky, tsk tsk, that is, Li Tianqi, who has already put all the steamed buns, siu mai and steamed buns that will be sold in the morning, and the soy milk and porridge in the steamer, comes upstairs in person, and the steamed buns are still on the bed. Song Xiaowu, who was close to Zhou Gong, picked it up, and the feeling was painful and refreshing just thinking about it...

"Don't stay on the bed when you wake up." Li Tianqi was being harassed by Song Xiaowu's Lushan claw in a daze, and he slapped it away, and then said: "Go down and chop the stuffing, wash the vegetables and wash the rice Now, let’s see if there are any paper cups for soy milk, and if you run out, call Xiaofan at seven or eight o’clock to deliver them...”

"Oh, oh, are you finished, Da Lizi? On this special morning... Let me see... at four o'clock, can't you say something else?"

Li Tianqi smiled: "If you are hungry, there are small rice dumplings with bean paste in the refrigerator. Don't worry about it, just steam them and eat them." He stretched out his hand to stroke Song Xiaowu's hair, and felt a little embarrassed: "I'll lie down for a while and get up. tired."

Hearing this sentence, Song Xiaowu's heart immediately turned into the bark of liqueur chocolate, full of tenderness and sweetness, and wrapped around Li Tianqi's body again—not daring to use too much force—and said: "Then go to sleep, for a while I'll bring you breakfast, milk and sweet-scented osmanthus porridge ready? Then two bamboo shoot buns...let me give you one more kiss and I'll go down, um..."

Satisfied, Song Xiaowu bounced downstairs, humming a few ditties in a low voice, washing rice, washing vegetables and chopping stuffing for steamed stuffed buns. Just as he was about to mix up the dough, he heard the phone ringing in the hall outside.

Afraid of disturbing Li Tianqi to sleep, Song Xiaowu didn't even bother to wipe his hands clean, so he hurried out and picked up the receiver: "Hello?"

It was Aunt Yang who called.Song Xiaowu didn't know that she came to work so early in the morning, didn't open the outside door, and locked people out of the store.

After hanging up the phone, Song Xiaowu hurried to open the glass door and the rolling shutter door outside, and said, "Auntie, you haven't waited long, have you? Well, my brother is really, what kind of work did you call you so early? The steamed stuffed bun making porridge...Anyway, I have to tell him, how can I make you work so hard. "

Aunt Yang waved her hands again and again, and said with a smile: "What's so hard about it? People feel less when they get older, even when I don't come to the store, I also get up at this hour. Don't talk about Xiao Li, take money It’s only natural to work. Come on, Xiao Fu, come in, hey, don’t you be so numb?”

It was only then that Song Xiaowu noticed that there was another person outside the door, standing in the corner with his head down, not speaking, he really didn't notice.

It was unavoidably awkward for the two of them to meet each other, so Song Xiaowu simply walked inside first: "Drink some hot water first. There are ready-made zongzi, I'll steam a few, and pad my stomach for the time being."

After returning to the kitchen and not busy for a long time, Li Tianqi came down.

Uncovering the gauze covering the dough, to see that the noodles are almost awake, Li Tianqi said to Song Xiaowu who was bringing the rice dumplings out of the steamer: "Go and eat first, I'll come right after I mix the stuffing. "

Song Xiaowu turned around: "Oh, didn't I tell you to sleep more? It's not like I can't handle it alone."

Knowing that Song Xiaowu's words were out of consideration, Li Tianqi didn't have the heart to say "I'm worried about your cooking", but just looked at him and smiled.

Song Xiaowu couldn't help but caught him and kissed him again, and was about to take the plate and go outside when he remembered something: "Don't ask Aunt Yang and the others to come so early, one is old and the other is a little girl, how many times have you been along the way?" A bit unsafe."

Hearing this, Li Tianqi seemed a little embarrassed: "I didn't let them come before. Some time ago, something happened to Xiaofu's family, and the house I rented before couldn't be lived in. It happened that Sister Yan still had a one-bedroom apartment at home. , I just mentioned to her that Xiaofu probably felt that he owed someone a favor, so he came to help early in the morning these few days, and Aunt Yang followed."

Song Xiaowu gave a "tsk", what kind of "human" affection is owed.He gave Li Tianqi a squinting look: "Oh, Big Li, I found that you really like doing things like being a hero and saving the beauties."

"What nonsense?" Li Tianqi knew that he was not as good at talking as Song Xiaowu, so he refused to fight.But he couldn't help being entangled from behind: "Why are you talking nonsense? Aren't I beautiful, sir?" It turned out that Song Xiaowu thought that the words "hero save the beauty" brought back those memories of Li Tianqi's youth, so he quickly turned the topic to himself .

Li Tianqi turned his head, and was facing the winking face, his big eyes were quite watery after blinking vigorously for a few times, the dense and curled eyelashes flickered like a small fan, coupled with the straight nose bridge deliberately pouted Li Tianqi thought to himself that the petal-like lips were so beautiful, but it's a pity that they are so stupid.He couldn't help laughing out loud, and patted Song Xiaowu's waist with his backhand: "Go eat! It's like a monkey."

Only then did Song Xiaowu let go of him, picked up the plate again, took two steps outside, then turned back and asked in a low voice: "Oh, what happened to Xiaofu's family? Help if you can." .”

Li Tianqi shook his head: "I heard that her younger brother wants to start a business in his hometown or something. Her parents want her to go back and marry a relative of a village official, so as to build a relationship. It's not easy for outsiders to intervene in this matter."

Song Xiaowu laughed, and teased: "I said, why do people talk about 'Brother Tianqi'? If you dare, you are not an outsider."

Li Tianqi was at the end of his words for a while. He wanted to explain a few sentences, but then he thought, why didn't Song Xiaowu know that what he did was just out of morality?If it had happened to him, he would have been more eager to help out than himself—but he just refused to let go of the opportunity to tease himself.

Several people had breakfast and opened the shop.At this time just after Labor Day, those who go to work and school have changed to the summer schedule, and the morning peak of the store's business has also been brought forward. Greet dine-in guests.

After working for an hour, Song Xiaowu was hungry again. Taking advantage of the temporary lack of customers, he took down two drawers of small steamed buns in chicken sauce, asked Aunt Yang and his son to sit down and have a rest, and took a bite with his own chopsticks. Stuffed the bamboo shoot bun for Li Tianqi, and stuffed a small steamed bun with sweet-scented osmanthus sugar into his mouth, and then went up to pick up the bamboo shoot bun that Li Tianqi had bitten into.

"I'll wash my hands and do it myself." Li Tianqi is obviously not a person who is used to showing affection in public.Song Xiaowu quit: "I don't think it's troublesome, what do you think?" Aunt Yang smiled and said: "These two brothers have such a good relationship." Xiaofu also smiled when he heard that, feeling a little uncomfortable.

He and I are not two brothers.Song Xiaowu thought.But seeing Xiao Fu's expression, he didn't say anything, he just took out the porridge and served it to Li Tianqi: "Do you want to add sugar?" "No. You can add less."

"Know it."

I have to go back to Yao's house in the afternoon.Song Xiaowu just got into a taxi, and before he reported his address, he received a call from Yao Jian: "Still outside?"

"Already on the way home." Song Xiaowu hurriedly said.

"Come directly to Qiarong Garden. There are guests." Yao Jian said, "I'll ask Xiao Zeng to pick you up."

Song Xiaowu heard this, and said: "Then I'll wait for him at the intersection of Ziwei." Then he looked down at his clothes. He was greedy for the cold, and he changed into a T-shirt and shorts early on, and he wore a pair of loafers: "Brother, how about Shall I go back and change clothes before coming back?"

"No need," Yao Jian said, "There are no outsiders here."

Qiarong Garden used to be a private garden. It is said that the owner of the garden was a Confucian businessman in the Ming Dynasty. After Emperor Chengzu moved the capital, he followed him to the capital, but he still missed his homeland and built such a garden in the capital—it is really rich and powerful.After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the garden was naturally confiscated, but even today, not everyone can enter the garden for sightseeing.

Song Xiaowu has eaten here twice with Mr. Yao, so he is more or less familiar.This time, Xiao Zeng took him on an antique cruise ship: "Old Yao and the others are all in the lake pavilion, let's go there by boat."

Song Xiaowu nodded, just in time to take a look at the surrounding scenery. He didn't want to look around, but the first thing he saw was a pink figure in the corridor in the distance. It looked like a young girl, and she was walking into the house. Among the gray tiles and white walls, green trees and clear water around, it is really like the early blooming pink lotus.Song Xiaowu couldn't help but glanced twice, and recalled what Yao Jian said on the phone, "No outsiders are here", and couldn't help but come up with a thought: future sister-in-law?

Just thinking about it, the boat has gradually approached the Huxin Pavilion.Song Xiaowu walked out of the cabin and saw that Yao Jian was the only one standing on the steps outside the pavilion. Seeing him coming, he said, "Father and the others have already entered the living room, hurry up and follow me."

Song Xiaowu agreed, and hurriedly walked to the Jiuqu Bridge with him.

Yao Jian walked a few steps, and suddenly turned to look at him again: "Is it cold?"

"Ah?" Song Xiaowu quickly shook his head: "It's not cold." Sitting in the cabin just now, with the wind blowing on his legs, it was indeed a bit chilly, but it only took a while. Now look at the shirt and casual clothes Yao Jian is wearing. Long trousers, Song Xiaowu felt that his body was still fresh - just a little worn out.

As soon as he walked through the flower hall, he heard hearty laughter inside. Song Xiaowu wondered who it was, and why it sounded quite consistent with his painting style. See the true face of the visitor.

The general layout of the living room is still in an antique style. Mr. Yao and a rather burly man occupy the upper seat. The two seem to be talking speculatively. Seeing Song Xiaowu come in, the old man stopped talking and waited for Song Xiaowu to come forward. After asking, Mr. Yao asked, "Going to run errands for your elder brother again?"

Song Xiaowu was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that Yao Jian had probably covered him, so he didn't dare to say anything else.

The old man pointed to the man next to him again: "This is your Uncle Yuan." Song Xiaowu hurriedly said: "Hello, Uncle Yuan." Song Xiaowu felt a little flattered by the clever and reserved flattery in the past.

Just at this time, a pleasant female voice came from outside: "Uncle Yao..." Song Xiaowu turned his head when he heard the voice, and he saw a slim pink figure standing at the door: "So it's you!"