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The next day, Sheng Yue lined up to buy two pork trotters for Song Qiucheng when he got off work, one roasted and the other marinated.

It’s been a while since the store opened, and there were not as many people queuing up at the beginning. He bought it after only a little over ten minutes. He was lucky on the road, didn’t run into a few red lights, and the pig’s trotters were still hot when he got home.

Song Qiucheng obediently handed him slippers at the door, and still had a hook-lining pen in his hand.

Sheng Yue asked him, "Did you draw just now?"

Song Qiucheng replied clearly: "Yes! I'm drawing a story about a dog turning into a superman."

"Great, how did it change, tell me about it too?"

"I'll show you tonight."

"it is good."

Sheng Yue gave him the pig's trotters before changing his shoes, and said, "I bought two servings, it's still warm, wash your hands and eat."

Song Qiucheng put the line drawing pen on the shoe cabinet, happily took the pig's trotters, trotted all the way to the dining table and put them down again, went to wash his hands before coming out to put on gloves.

He first broke off a piece of fat meat, dipped it in the barbecue ingredients and fed it to Sheng Yue's mouth, and asked him expectantly if it tasted good.

Sheng Yue chewed a few mouthfuls and swallowed it. It was delicious, but the spice smell was very strong. He felt that this level of seasoning would actually be delicious even when roasted.

"Delicious," he patted Song Qiucheng's waist, told him to sit down and eat, and said, "It's a bit salty, drink some water after eating."

"Thank you brother! I like you so much."

Song Qiucheng stepped on his feet and wanted to kiss him, but Sheng Yue blocked it with the back of his hand, and said with a smile, "You like me because I bought you a pig's trotter?"

"I like it even if I don't buy it," Song Qiucheng watched Sheng Yue swallow it before he started eating. He wanted Sheng Yue to taste the delicious food first.

"Is there still room for dinner?"

"You can also drink two bowls of mung bean porridge."

"That's not bad, let's eat, brother go take a bath first."

By the way, I brought Song Qiucheng's outline pen up. Sheng Yue didn't see Song Qiucheng's pen and paper in the room, so he guessed that he should draw in the study. By the way, he opened the door of the study and saw that there were quite a few beside the computer. Messy paper, he thought, Song Qiucheng was very good at timing, and he didn't call to inform him in advance, why he waited at the entrance as soon as he arrived at the door, so obedient.

After taking a shower, he changed his clothes and went downstairs. Song Qiucheng had already washed his hands after eating, wiped his mouth, looked at him and said, "I think roasted pig's trotters are also delicious."

Sheng Yue said, "I'll buy it for you next time," and went to pour water again, and saw a small bowl on the table half filled with meat, which was picked by Song Qiucheng from the pig's trotters.

Song Qiucheng didn't drink cold water, took a bottle of Yakult from the refrigerator, poked the straw on it, pushed the small bowl to Sheng Yue and said with a smirk, "I left it for you."

Sheng Yue was immediately moved, his chest felt hot, this silly boy said, "There are only a few taels of meat in total, what do you save for me? If you want to eat, we can buy it tomorrow and make it, and you can eat as much as you want."

"You said it was delicious," Song Qiucheng scratched his head embarrassingly. When he saved the meat from his mouth for Sheng Yue, he also had a strange but pleasant thought. He felt that he could at least take care of Sheng Yue in some ways. Yes, he is not just someone who will only be taken care of by the elderly.

When he heard Sheng Yue boasting that it was delicious, he wanted to keep it for him, but he bought it because he wanted to eat Sheng Yue.

"It's delicious, but my brother won't eat it, thank you Chengcheng." Sheng Yue wrapped his arms around Song Qiucheng's waist and brought him into his arms, as if he was looking at a treasure that belonged to him. His eyes were gentle and focused only on him.

The emotional emotion caused Sheng Yue to directly attribute Song Qiucheng's behavior to love, and when he thought of Song Qiucheng's love for him, he couldn't restrain himself, and his whole heart trembled.

Love is sometimes strange, it does not show its invincible ability in life time, but hides in some places where it is easy to find mistakes, Sheng Yue is always glad that he did not take any detours in loving Song Qiucheng, everything happened So just right.

When he needed to "love" someone, he gave Song Qiucheng to him. This person seemed to be a natural fit for him. He couldn't say when it started, but he suddenly fell in love with him very much.

Love doesn't need a reason at all.

For example, Song Qiucheng just left him a few pieces of meat, and he floated up as if stepping on a cotton cloud, making his heart flutter even more.

"I fed my aunt two pieces, and then asked her how it tasted, and she said it was not as delicious as her cooking." Song Qiucheng thought for a while, and it was difficult to make a choice. He always maintained a neutral view: "I said, everything It's delicious."

Sheng Yue pinched the tip of his nose and praised him: "He's good at talking."

Song Qiucheng looked up at him and said, "Because it's true."

Aunt Zhang brought out the lily and mung bean porridge that was kept in the refrigerator in the afternoon. The porridge is not sticky. It is just right for drinking in summer. It is refreshing and thirst-quenching. Add half a spoonful of sugar or honey to it. Song Qiucheng likes it best.

People's appetites are not so good when the weather gets hot. Aunt Zhang also made small dishes for a few days in a different way, but the two big men really didn't eat much. Two bowls of porridge with a few spoonfuls of vegetables, they said they were full after eating. Just at night, I went downstairs again to find something to cook.

Zhang Yongfen is almost half-time full-time. Except for going home on weekends and holidays, if there is no special arrangement from the boss, she will stay here to take care of the meals of the family.

She got up twice to cook rice for the two of them first, but the two of them didn't eat very freely, probably thinking that they caused trouble in the middle of the night, so they were sorry.She was a wage earner, so she didn't find it bothersome, but then they went downstairs quietly, not wanting to disturb her.

Forget about Song Qiucheng, Zhang Yongfen thought, he is still so much younger, she still regards him as a child in her heart, even though this child is already a husband, standing taller than her, when she sees him, she still thinks he is still a child, If you want to grow your body, you can understand it if you eat a whole meal in the middle of the night.

But the boss also followed along to join in the fun.

She has cooked for Sheng Yue for several years, but she has never seen him get up several times at night to find something to eat. Either he came back from overtime to add some food to his stomach, or he couldn't sleep at home, so she decided to stew something to soothe the nerves Seeing that he couldn't sleep, I served him the soup.She also imitated Madam, and if she didn't eat well after a while, the more she lived, the more she looked like a child.

A few more side dishes were placed on the table, appetizing and smelling delicious.Zhang Yongfen wiped his hands on the apron, as if telling his own son, he said to Sheng Yue: "I have to eat well today, do you hear the same?"

Song Qiucheng stuck out the tip of his tongue and said, "I know, auntie, I'll eat three bowls today."

She glanced at the meat on the table and said, "Don't you waste so much left?"

Song Qiucheng echoed, "That's right, brother wasted."

As soon as Sheng Yue raised his head, two pairs of eyes stared at him, which was his fault.

"It can't be wasted, I'll eat it all in a while."

Song Qiucheng covered his mouth and smiled when he heard this, his expression seemed to say that you think you still want to eat in the end.

Song Qiucheng ate a few bags of snacks in the afternoon because he broke his bones. He didn't tell Sheng Yue, so he naturally ate less.After he finished eating, he next to Sheng Yue graciously served him food with serving chopsticks, and he almost wrote the words "I didn't do anything good" on his forehead.

"I'm full today, so I won't make supper for you," Sheng Yue stared at Song Qiucheng after swallowing the last piece of meat, trying to get him to tell what he did today to become like this. eat. "So you'd better eat two more bowls."

Song Qiucheng curled his lips, he couldn't hide his words and immediately confessed: "Before you came back, I ate two packs of shrimp crackers, two packs of potato chips, and beef jerky, and I couldn't eat any more."

Sheng Yue nodded thoughtfully: "In this case, it's fine if you can't eat it."

"what?"

Song Qiucheng opened his mouth in doubt.

"Oh, what, just eat it."

Sheng Yue said with a smile: "I don't talk about you when you eat snacks, but you shouldn't eat so much, why don't you? Did you drink more water?"

Song Qiucheng twisted Nini and said, "I didn't drink much water."

Sheng Yue put a glass of clean water in front of him and said, "Then drink it."

Song Qiucheng said that his stomach was bloated, he drank Yakult and porridge, there were a lot of miscellaneous things in it.

"Don't be afraid of eating bad stomach."

Sheng Yue got up and found some digestion tablets for him in the medicine box and fed him, saying, "Go take a bath, don't watch TV for a long time tonight."

Song Qiucheng smiled so hard that his eyes were crooked, he leaned over to kiss him and ran away quickly.I ran to the stairs and stopped and turned back to him and said, "Yes, I still want to tell you the story of a puppy becoming a superman. Do you know who told me this story?"

"do not know."

Song Qiucheng gestured for a phone call with his hand and said, "My brother told me today."

The author says:

Very, very, very sleepy, if there is something that doesn't work, I will change it tomorrow.