肋骨

It's meal time now, and the shop that Fu Kuan likes is extremely popular. The proprietress is a kind-faced aunt, who lives in the same building as Fu Kuan, and Fu Kuan is a frequent customer, so he will often reserve a seat for him to go to the innermost restaurant. Eat on the kang.

"Here comes Xiao Kuan, this is your good friend! Come in, everything is ready, give your friend a big portion, put a lot of chicken fat beef quail eggs, enough food!"

"Thank you, Auntie." Fu Kuan said, "Auntie, can you help me?"

"No, no, Xiao Kuan is so good, you two go to eat quickly, it's still the same place!"

Fu Kuan walked in holding Jiang Haizhou's hand all the way, a little excited, this was the first time he took Jiang Haizhou to a place, and Jiang Haizhou followed him all the time, letting him lead him.

The rice noodle shop has a very unique name called "Red Mud Small Stove".

The decoration of this house is very old, even a little shabby. The walls along the way are pasted with a thick layer of newspapers, there are kang mats with patterns, the floor is rough and uneven floor tiles, and there is an old stove, but because Coal ash is unhygienic and there are too many children who are afraid of bumping into it, which will easily cause safety hazards. In the end, it was discarded and replaced with an air conditioner.

Of course, although it looks old, the hygienic conditions are very good. There is no dust on the kang, and the tables, chairs and tableware are very clean. Someone will come in and clean up in time if the guest changes.There are no flies and mosquitoes in summer. People who come here feel that this store has a very artistic atmosphere. After taking a few photos and adding filters, it even feels like time travel to the 80s and [-]s. This strong contrast is also the reason for its prosperity.

Of course, the most important thing is that it tastes good and the ingredients are very special. Many people want to buy the formula and open a branch store, but the owner does not agree.When the season is good, there are still many customers from the urban area who drive to eat, or buy a bunch of raw materials from a long distance to cook by themselves, and they can eat that amount for several days.

All the tableware, tables, chairs and benches in the store are red, small red bowls, chopsticks, spoons, red hard plastic water cups, and red kettles.

It's that kind of retro lacquer red, not too coquettish and bloody, it will make people feel a little excited when sitting down, but not uncomfortable.

The two are located in the innermost small room, and the sound insulation effect is quite good, only some noise and frolicking can be heard vaguely, which makes the atmosphere more comfortable.

"The name of the shop is good." But the house number is a little rough, Jiang Haizhou took off his coat and put it on the small hanger at the door, otherwise he would not have discovered this place for three years, and Zhang Qi and the others would never go to the shop to eat rice noodles , They are all directly ordering takeaway. He just observed at the door of this store, and there is no Alipay WeChat post. It must be the oldest cash transaction, so naturally it will not be on the takeaway list.

"Yes." Fu Kuan helped him arrange the tableware, and echoed, "It's very artistic."

"These chopsticks are Chinese red." Jiang Haizhou tutted twice.

"Red is for people to eat quickly so as to free up seats." Fu Kuan said, "It is the means of visual senses of fast food culture."

"Know so much?" Jiang Haizhou whistled and praised: "My wife is really smart."

Fu Kuan smiled, and was always happy to be praised by Jiang Haizhou.

"Small stove." Jiang Haizhou said: "This poem is beautiful, my mother will like it, and Russia calls this stove a stove."

"Ah, auntie must be very beautiful," Fu Kuan said with bright eyes, "Son, just like mother."

"Really." The corners of Jiang Haizhou's mouth curled up, and he thought to himself that your mother must also be very beautiful, otherwise how could she make you look so good-looking, "She is a Christian."

"Ah..." Fu Kuan was in a daze, startled by Jiang Haizhou's next words.

"She wants to see you." By implication, your "Bible" caught her attention.

! !

Fu Kuan almost stood up.

It just so happened that the rice noodles for the two of them were brought in at this time, Jiang Haizhou was afraid that he would burn them, so he quickly took them and put them away.

The big casserole was still steaming hot, and the middle was bubbling to the surroundings. The aroma instantly filled the entire small space. The strong smell of chicken soup made people's mouths involuntarily secrete saliva, and the casserole was full of Sliced ​​meat, sausage, fish ball, fish tofu, and quail eggs are like a party, and the faintly exposed fungus, kelp, enoki mushroom and various green vegetables make the index finger very exciting.

"It looks good." Jiang Haizhou was also very happy, and found another place where he could enjoy delicious food quietly and with little things. It had been a long, long time since he was so happy because of a simple meal.

Fu Kuan was not very happy, he was very nervous because of that sentence.

What does it mean that Auntie wants to see him?

Aunt knows the relationship between the two of them?No way, what if my aunt disagrees with him being with Jiang Haizhou? Since he is so stupid and can't speak, he definitely won't make a good impression on his aunt. He bit his lip and held his chopsticks in a daze.

"Let's cool off." Jiang Haizhou asked him teasingly, "Why, are you scared to see your mother-in-law?"

"Mother...mother-in-law." Fu Kuan's little face was flushed, looming behind the rising mist, like rouge leaking from the inside of an egg that had been peeled off its shell.

"Don't be afraid, my mother just wants to chat with you about family affairs. She doesn't dare to bully you when you are so young."

"when?"

"You can do it when you are free. Send me a text message and I will pick you up." Jiang Haizhou said, "Don't worry, my mother is very kind, and I will always be with you."

"Well!"

Fu Kuan was very excited. When he went to Jiang Haizhou's home, he could see Jiang Haizhou's mother, the furnishings of his house, what was in Jiang Haizhou's room, and what books he usually read. Jiang Haizhou must be a reader, otherwise he would not Knowing that "Little Red Clay Stove" is a poem, Fu Kuan wants to know more about him, the more the better.

Will Jiang Haizhou's room be as dirty and messy as other boys, with all kinds of graffiti and posters, whether the paintings are football stars or foreign actresses with scantily clad sexy girls... If Jiang Haizhou had a computer, would there be a lot of them in the hard drive? Kind of film, the kind of man and man's...

He thought too far inadvertently, and his thoughts jumped to nowhere. Jiang Haizhou stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes for a long time before he came back to his senses.

"What are you thinking, what does it feel like to lie on my bed?"

"W-Where is there!"

"No?" Jiang Haizhou chuckled, "Is that the feeling of being pressed on my bed by me?"

"You, you..." Fu Kuan covered his face, completely at a loss.

He was blushing, and his appearance of crying when he was teased made people want to throw him down and bully him hard.

Jiang Haizhou coughed, and poured a glass of warm water for himself and Fu Kuan. Fu Kuan didn't let him drink, and reminded him to drink water on time every day. Now he is almost used to maintaining his health like an old man every day.

There is no chili in the rice noodles, and the seasonings are all chosen according to their own taste. Fu Kuan likes spicy food, so he put a lot of chili and sesame oil, and put a lot of vinegar in a small bowl.

Jiang Haizhou saw his soup pot turned red, and frowned, "Aren't you afraid of acne when you eat so much spicy food?"

Fu Kuan shook his head, "It's long, let's talk."

Ha, youth is capricious.I don't know if my stomach can bear it after eating so much spicy food.

Fu Kuan handed the small spoon to Jiang Haizhou, "Have some, please?"

Jiang Haizhou shook his head, his eyes were full of resistance when he looked at the chili spoon.

Fu Kuan blinked, as if he had noticed something, he giggled.

"What are you laughing at?" Jiang Haizhou glared at him.

"You can't eat spicy food, can you?"

"I don't want to eat today."

Of course Jiang Haizhou can't eat spicy food. His nose turns red when he eats spicy food, as if he has cried.But how could he lose the chain in front of the little thing?Even if you can't eat it, you can't admit it!

"Try it, mine." Fu Kuan blinked and picked up a small piece of shiitake mushroom.

"Don't taste it."

"Does Jiang hate, hate me?"

"Nothing!"

"Then..." Fu Kuan's black eyes flashed nimbly, like gems soaked in clear water, and he said in a sticky and soft voice: "Brother, just eat, take a bite~"

Depend on!Jiang Haizhou's breathing was stagnant.

Fu Kuan is acting like a baby? !He actually acted like a baby!Jiang Haizhou, who learned about this, was in a bad mood.

The shy Fu Kuan is already so cute that Jiang Haizhou can't help himself, but now he has mastered a new skill? !Jiang Haizhou's whole body's bones turned into water when he was called "brother", and he wished he could turn into a wolf and eat people in his belly, and there would be no bones left. Fu Kuan, who can act like a baby, will kill him !

He was at a loss for what to do with his Adam's apple, and even felt that the kang was like sitting on pins and needles.

However, Fu Kuan kept looking at him, as if he would never end with him if he didn't eat.

If others saw this scene, their jaws would drop in shock. Who would dare to let Jiang Haizhou eat spicy food?I'm afraid I think my life is too long!Once Kong Xiao used serving chopsticks to pick up food for him on his own initiative, knowing that Jiang Haizhou couldn't eat spicy food and insisted on touching the bottom line to die, Jiang Haizhou's face turned cold on the spot, scaring Kong Xiao non-stop After apologizing and crying for a long time, it seemed that Jiang Haizhou was not a gentleman at all. In the end, Jiang Haizhou didn't give this guy who had no eyesight a good face, and let him go directly from the dining table.

Now sitting across from Fu Kuan is Jiang Haizhou's favourite, what can Jiang Haizhou do?He couldn't bear to get even the slightest bit angry at Xiao Budian.

Jiang Haizhou did tens of seconds of mental training, bit the bullet, pretended to be calm, and ate the delicious shiitake mushroom, chewing and swallowing without changing his expression under Fu Kuan's gaze.

A few seconds later, the person who swallowed the shiitake mushrooms paused for a moment as if the pause button was pressed, then suddenly picked up the water glass and poured it wildly, turned his back to Fu Kuan and closed his eyes.

Hold!It's so hot! ! !

Jiang Haizhou, who almost never eats spicy food, now only feels numbness and pain in his tongue, acid in his eyes, sore nose as if hit by a hard wall, and buzzing in his cerebral cortex.

The hand was held by one hand, Jiang Haizhou subconsciously shook it back, there was a damp soft cloth, it was Fu Kuan who stuffed him with a handkerchief moistened with clean water.

Jiang Haizhou subconsciously opened his eyes and saw Fu Kuan staring at him seriously.

Jiang Haizhou became even more uncomfortable. He wiped his wet eyes with a handkerchief, and sat there with a gloomy expression.

Fu Kuan pushed the table away, covered the rice noodles with a lid, then crawled to Jiang Haizhou's side, and suddenly rushed to kiss his nose and eyes.

"What are you doing..." Jiang Haizhou's voice was a little hoarse, both hot and...embarrassed, he dodged back, cleared his throat, very embarrassed.

Fu Kuan didn't speak, he hugged his arm and continued to kiss him lightly, and finally touched his lips a few times.

Jiang Haizhou sniffed and looked at him with a fixed frown.

"You, you are so, so beautiful." Fu Kuan looked at him with a rare obsession in his eyes, like a crazy person greedy for something beautiful, the enthusiasm in his eyes can almost burn people.

Jiang Haizhou felt that the heat of the chili pepper and the double pain caused by Fu Kuan's eyes were almost suffocating him.

Little thing, are you only 15 years old!How can he be more provocative than those veterans in the love field, but still look at people with such innocent and shameless eyes, making people feel that thinking about that aspect is their own evil!

Jiang Haizhou was almost horrified when he was stared at by such eyes. He had seen too many naked | desires for him, such as liking, admiration, longing, desire, etc., but none of them were as subtle as now, Fu Kuan His eyes have always been as clear as water, and when he looks at him, he is always full of concentration, earnestness and deep affection, even with the madness of a desperate drowning man holding driftwood.

Jiang Haizhou did not expect that Fu Kuan, who had not known him for a long time, would have such pure and strong emotions for him, and felt a little uneasy.How did he... because of what became so important to deal with wide?

"I just like to see how your eyes are moist." Fu Kuan touched Jiang Haizhou's eyelashes with his fingers, and there was stubborn admiration in his voice, "You look so pretty."

Jiang Haizhou was silent for two seconds, then suddenly he pulled Fu Kuan's shoulders and pushed him down on the kang, with the tip of his nose touching his, and said viciously: "No one has ever dared to tease me like this, little thing, are you impatient? !"

Acting like a baby to myself is just to see my nose red and hot to the point of crying. Where did this bad water come from? !

Fu Kuan was still smiling, showing no sign of fear at all, completely forgetting that he was so scared that he could hardly speak when Jiang Haizhou pressed on the car door more than a month ago, holding his head in fear that Jiang Haizhou would hit him.

"Believe it or not, I picked you up." Jiang Haizhou's handsome brows were raised, and the brat dared to push his nose on his face and return it!

Fu Kuan rolled his eyes, frowned suddenly, and muttered, "My head hurts."

Jiang Haizhou was taken aback, and quickly put his palms between the back of his head and the kang, and when he saw Fu Kuan's sly smile, he understood everything, and he was tricked again!

Jiang Haizhou: "..."

There is absolutely no way to take him!

He sighed helplessly, let go of Fu Kuan and stood up, "Let's eat." What else can I do, I can only spoil him!

Fu Kuan got up and hugged his waist from behind, and whispered, "I'm sorry, don't be angry."

Jiang Haizhou patted his hand and said softly, "I'm not angry."

"No, next time." Fu Kuan said, "In the future, I won't let you eat spicy food again. Yuan, forgive me, I was wrong."

The child's voice was waxy and soft, and he looked pitiful. No matter whether he was wrong or not, he would feel guilty if he didn't forgive him.What kind of gifted ability is this?Jiang Haizhou thought, this is where he fell!

He pretended to be fierce, "Little thing! Did you deliberately pretend to be pitiful to coax me?!"

"No." Fu Kuan pressed his cheek against his back, "Jiang, I miss you, always happy, always have me."

Jiang Haizhou's heart trembled, as if his heart was being poked by some feathers all the time, it hurt and itched, he rubbed Fu Kuan's hand, "What a silly kid, of course I'm happy to have you Now, when I was angry with you, I just thought about it..."

Fu Kuan hugged him tightly, "No, don't want me."

"No." Jiang Haizhou said, "Dad will never do that."

Fu Kuan leaned forward, looked at Jiang Haizhou's exquisite profile, saw his white and three-dimensional face, and his sharp-edged outline, and suddenly had a very extravagant idea, he wanted to be with this person for the rest of his life, and no one else could Separate them, unless Jiang Haizhou himself.

Unless he tells himself that he never wants to be himself again, no matter what he does or does, there is no room for redemption.Otherwise, Fu Kuan would have recognized him, and no one else could do it except him.

Therefore, he must work hard to make himself worthy of Jiang Haizhou, defeat all the suitors around him, and make him feel that only he is the best, and only he is matched with him.

He never liked all kinds of competitions, but only this time he wanted to win, he had to win.Not only that, but he also wanted to be a victorious general, and no one would want him to back down, for Jiang Haizhou, only for Jiang Haizhou.

The author has something to say:

Jiang Haizhou: I will never want you.

The flag has been set up, Mr. Drama, it's up to you to slap your face next.