[Gao Gan] If you don't love it, you will be soft!

Lin Weidong smiled and pointed with chopsticks: "Youxin, you are such a good friend."

Zhang Xichen also smiled: "I'm also very happy that you can treat me as a friend. This meal is worth it."

Lin Weidong picked up a chopstick of green pepper eggs and tasted them. The green peppers were very crisp and the eggs were fried very tenderly. He clicked his tongue and couldn't help admiring: "It's not bad, it's as good as my dad's craftsmanship."

Zhang Xichen added: "Try this black fish soup again. I boiled it first. It is said that black fish meat can promote wound healing. You should eat more."

Lin Weidong glanced at the fish soup, the soup was very white, and it must have been boiled very thick.To be honest, Lin Weidong didn't expect Zhang Xichen to buy this black fish for himself. It has been more than half a month since the injury on his arm, and what should heal has also healed. It was hard for him to pierce this kindness, so he put on a look of anticipation and took a spoonful of it with a spoon.

When the fish soup enters the mouth, the taste is very sweet, and the fishy smell is not strong. It seems that other seasonings are added to cover up the fishy smell.There is a layer of chopped green onions floating on the surface of the fish soup. The fragrance of the green onions combined with the richness of the fish soup is delicious.

Lin Weidong put down the spoon, quite surprised: "I didn't expect your craftsmanship to be so good, have you studied recipes before?"

Zhang Xichen smiled slightly: "Usually I always burn it by myself, and I figured out the trick after burning it."

Lin Weidong laughed and joked: "If any woman marries you, she will die of happiness."

Zhang Xichen's smile was slowly hidden, he stared at Lin Weidong's eating movements with his hands propped up, although he was staring, his eyes did not show any emotion.

"I never thought about marrying a woman," he said.

"Ah?" Lin Weidong raised his head belatedly, and slowly put down his chopsticks, "Your idea is quite similar to mine."

Zhang Xichen raised his eyebrows: "Why, do you have a knot in your heart?"

Lin Weidong sneered: "Some family reasons, let's not talk about it."

Hearing Lin Weidong's tone, Zhang Xichen was embarrassed to ask more, so he introduced a table of dishes to Lin Weidong, and the two had a good time.

After the meal was finished, Lin Weidong burped contentedly, touched his stomach and said, "It's a pity that there is no wine to drink, otherwise it must be more enjoyable."

While tidying up the dishes, Zhang Xichen said, "There isn't any good wine at home, and the beer must not be exciting to drink, otherwise I would have brought it out for you."

Lin Weidong took out a napkin and wiped his mouth: "It's okay, there is another chance next time, you are so good at craftsmanship, I guess I will come here often for dinner. My dad made a big vat of rice wine a few years ago, and I was worried that no one would drink it. I'll bring you some when I come next time."

"Okay," Zhang Xichen was very happy, "If you are ready to come, just give me a call, and I promise to prepare the dishes for you right away."

Lin Weidong smiled heartily, and the two settled down.

Zhang Xichen put on the apron again, wiped the table skillfully, and then went into the kitchen to wash the dishes.Lin Weidong stretched his waist, looked at Zhang Xichen's busy back, and felt that this man really didn't look like a rich man, but rather had a homely atmosphere. He couldn't help but feel that there might not be such a deep generation gap between the two of them, and maybe they could really become good friends. friend.

Zhang Xichen moved quickly, and came out of the kitchen after a while, wiped his hands with a dry towel, and asked Lin Weidong: "This is your first time here, do you want to visit my house?"

Lin Weidong wanted to say that there is something good to visit in a big man's house, but he was too embarrassed to refuse him, so he said hello.

Zhang Xichen's house is about 100 square meters, with two bedrooms, one living room and two bathrooms.One of the bedrooms is relatively small, with a single bed, a desk and chair, and a simple wardrobe. Zhang Xichen said that he slept here.

Looking at the layout of the bedroom, Lin Weidong was quite surprised: "Is your bedroom so simple? At least put some flowers and plants to make you happy."

Zhang Xichen said lightly: "I live alone, I go to the company during the day, and go to sleep directly when I come back at night, and I don't have much leisure to play with flowers and plants. It's good to be simple, I personally don't like extravagance and waste."

Lin Weidong disagrees: "If you earn money, you must know how to spend it. Even if you are alone, you must know how to improve your quality of life."

"What's the meaning of one person improving the quality of life, two people are interesting."

Lin Weidong looked at Zhang Xichen: "You can stop holding on to the idea of ​​not marrying a woman, you have to look for it when you need it."

Zhang Xichen didn't speak.

The two visited another bedroom again.Compared with the one Zhang Xichen lived in, this bedroom was much larger. It was connected to an indoor bathroom separated by a sliding door. At first glance, it looked like a wedding room.It's a pity that this bedroom is empty, there is nothing, except for the decoration of the walls and floors, there are no traces of other decorations.

"This house is terribly new, and it's still very empty. Why don't you buy some furniture to fill it in. It's too empty to look at." Lin Weidong directly expressed his thoughts.

Zhang Xichen followed the other party's intention and said, "I also feel quite empty, and I really want to buy some furniture to fill it up, but I can't make up my mind by myself, and I really want someone to give me some advice." He paused, "How about, In the afternoon, you accompany me to the furniture city to have a look, buy a double bed and wardrobe, are you free in the afternoon?"

Lin Weidong frowned slightly: "If you are free, you are free, but I am a rough person who doesn't know how to buy furniture, and I can't tell the difference between mahogany and nanmu. I may not be able to give you much advice if I go there."

"It's okay, just go and have a look with me." Zhang Xichen didn't care about Lin Weidong's worries, but was happy with the corners of his mouth curled up.

The two drove to the furniture city, and the salesperson received them warmly.

Zhang Xichen said he wanted to buy a double bed, and the salesperson dutifully recommended many kinds to them, but Zhang Xichen kept asking for Lin Weidong's opinion.

"What do you think of this model?" This is the 18th time Lin Weidong No. has heard Zhang Xichen ask himself such a question.

Lin Weidong was puzzled. Didn't he say that he didn't understand before? Why did he keep asking himself what advice he could give when he didn't know anything?

After observing all the way, the salesperson could roughly see who was calling the shots, so instead of focusing on Zhang Xichen, he stepped up his offensive against Lin Weidong.

"Sir, this one is definitely made of pure mahogany. The backboard at the head of the bed is covered with genuine leather, which is absolutely comfortable to lean on and will not fall off after a long time like artificial leather. And the two sides of the bed are both There are drawers that can be stretched, which is convenient for storing some clothes. The bedside tables on both sides are matched, and it is absolutely stylish in the bedroom..."

The salesperson explained all the benefits, and waited for Lin Weidong to give an answer.Lin Weidong groped his chin and thought it was pretty good. Thinking that the bed would probably be used by Zhang Xichen for his marriage in the future, it must not be too low-end, so he said to Zhang Xichen: "I think it's pretty good."

Zhang Xichen pushed Lin Weidong up to lie down for a while, and it was indeed quite comfortable. He stood up and said with satisfaction, "It's sure to be fine if you agree, so I'll take this model." Then he went to fill out the form with the salesperson.

Lin Weidong didn't ask about the price of the bed, thinking that Zhang Xichen is a rich man, so he wouldn't care about so much money. After all, marrying a wife is a long-term investment, and one must have a long-term plan.

After filling out the form, Zhang Xichen dragged Lin Weidong to the closet area.

The previous salesperson looked at the backs of the two and felt quite puzzled.The tall man obviously doesn't know anything about furniture, so why does your son keep asking him, isn't it unnecessary?The salesperson has seen all kinds of customers, but the relationship between this pair is still unclear.I just feel that the noble young master seems to care about what another man thinks, as if he would only buy it with his approval.

After thinking about it, the young salesperson couldn't figure out why.Of course, if she thinks about the problem from another angle, maybe it won't be so difficult to understand.

The two walked around and finished shopping for the wardrobe. It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon.Zhang Xichen wanted to stay with Lin Weidong for dinner and send him back in the evening, but Lin Weidong received a temporary notice from the office saying that he was going to patrol the Old Street of Niuhang Town to catch the practice of gambling, so the dinner was cancelled, and Zhang Xichen had to drive directly sent him to the institute.

"How do you go back at night?" Zhang Xichen sent Lin Weidong to the gate of the police station, and hurriedly asked before Lin Weidong got off the car.

"The patrol is estimated to last until two or three o'clock in the morning. Under normal circumstances, I will not go back. I will sleep directly in the dormitory, which has a temporary bedroom."

"What about dinner, how to solve it?"

Lin Weidong felt that Zhang Xichen asked a lot, "It's normal to go out to eat with everyone, and buy some fast food while patrolling."

Zhang Xichen guessed that Lin Weidong was talking about night stalls or something, so he frowned, but didn't know what to say.

Seeing Zhang Xichen's inexplicable expression, Lin Weidong wanted to laugh a little: "Okay, okay, I'm leaving, you go back." He said and got off the car briskly.

Looking at Lin Weidong's back, Zhang Xichen was stunned for a long time before turning around.

Now there is something worthy of gossip in the office again, saying that the dark horse prince Lin Weidong's background is so tough, and the noble son of the deputy bureau's family will pick him up and drop him off in person. Such a good treatment, even burning incense and worshiping Buddha can't be asked for.

Lin Weidong was no stranger to it, and a group of people could say whatever they liked when they were bored, anyway, he walked upright and sat upright, and was not afraid of those few gossips.

One day, Pei Hua came to his office, and while stealing the snacks he stuffed in the cabinet, he teased: "You said that Deputy Bureau Zhang has only sons and no daughters, otherwise I will marry you."

Lin Weidong sneered: "What is his identity, what is my identity, if I really have a daughter, once I post it, won't the whole toad want to eat swan meat?"

"Hey, you can't say that," Pei Hua took out his snacks and ate them in a big way, "You're just a piece of grass in the camp after all, the Prince Charming didn't cry for nothing."

The corners of Lin Weidong's mouth twitched: "That's all your imagination, I never thought that name was so nice."

Pei Hua smiled wickedly: "I said Comrade Lin Weidong, he is in his late twenties, why haven't I seen you have a girlfriend? Could it be that he is really waiting for the deputy director to get a girl?"

Lin Weidong was so choked that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood, and he replied, "At my current age, I should focus on my career, girlfriend, let's talk about it in a few years."

Pei Hua walked over and patted Lin Weidong on the shoulder: "Okay, career, you can work on your career." Then he left with a suppressed smile.

Regarding the question of a girlfriend, Lin Weidong had actually thought about it before, but when he thought about his father's two failed marriages, he felt powerless.So the matter of his girlfriend has been put on hold again and again, and until now, he has never even talked about a relationship, but instead put all his energy on work.Working overtime day and night is suffering for others, but for him, it is a way to spend the day happily.

A few days later, Lin Weidong drove his second-hand Wuling car to work. There was a sudden heavy rain that day, and many office workers crowded on the platform to squeeze the bus.

Lin Weidong's car was taken over from his father, and it has a history of seven or eight years. It has been overhauled three times. It is still a bit difficult to drive outside in this kind of heavy rain.Especially the wiper on the windshield, I don't know if it was washed by rain or rusted over the years, and it got stuck there when it was scraped.Fortunately, it was the one in the co-pilot that got stuck, and the one in the driver's seat could survive for a while.

Because he was afraid of a car accident, Lin Weidong drove extremely slowly, and passers-by along the way could see clearly.

Maybe it was just a coincidence. He saw a father who looked like a foreigner leading a seven or eight-year-old boy to stop trains on a passing platform. The two of them held up an umbrella, which could not hold up under the heavy rain. .The father probably went out in a hurry, he didn't wear rain boots, and his leather shoes were probably soaked through.

Lin Weidong looked at his mobile phone. It was less than eight o'clock. It was probably time to send the child to school. Why was no one willing to send him off?

Seeing his father's anxious appearance, Lin Weidong suddenly touched a string in his heart. He drove the car over slowly, honked the horn, rolled down the window and shouted, "Hey, where are you going?"