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Shu Xiang scolded "Get out", and ignored him, but concentrated on finding a place to eat. He only ate noodles and instant noodles in the past few days, and he never ate a meal of serious rice.

I found a rice bowl restaurant. At first Jiang Zhun was still hesitating at the door, but Shu Xiang pushed him in. He ordered an eggplant rice bowl, and ordered Jiang Zhun a fish-flavored shredded pork rice.

He said that the eggplant should not be spicy, but the rice bowl that was sent was still mixed with some chopped peppers. Jiang Zhun frowned and watched Shu Xiang carefully pick out the peppers one by one, and it was still the same old problem as before.

Shu Xiang didn't talk to him either, she buried herself in cleaning up the big bowl of rice, pushed the bowl after eating, burped, and went to look for it when Jiang Zhun put down his chopsticks The boss checks out.

The two returned to the residence together in silence. Shu Xiang went upstairs, and Jiang Zhun also went upstairs, but after Jiang Zhun took out the key and opened the door, Shu Xiang couldn't help but peeked inside, "Damn! Your house Why is it so big, there is still a fucking place to cook!"

"This room is eight hundred."

As Jiang Zhun said, he was about to close the door, but Shu Xiang pulled the door frame quickly, "You are so rich, please treat me to dinner tomorrow."

Jiang Zhun snorted, neither saying it was good nor bad, but after a few hours, Shu Xiang inexplicably received a takeaway, a family bucket set meal from KFC, with a note, from Jiang.

Shu Xiang laughed for a while, buried her head in the bucket, rummaged through it, and found some food that she could eat, leaving some hot wings and hot legs.

It's really interesting, Shu Xiang found a broken plastic bag and carried these things he couldn't eat to Jiang Zhun, Jiang Zhun opened the door impatiently, and saw that there was still some fried food left in the corner of Shu Xiang's mouth Residue, Shu Xiang followed him into the house quite self-consciously, and threw these things on the table for him, "You are so fucking generous."

"Didn't you ask me to invite you?"

Jiang Zhun lowered his head and took out his keys while talking, then picked out the smallest one and threw it to Shu Xiang, "Here you are."

"What do you mean?"

"Anyway, you have to come eight hundred times a day."

Shu Xiang laughed, "I can't give you my key."

Jiang Zhun glanced at him, and Shu Xiang took the opportunity to sit down on the small stool by the table, "How did you think of such a place where no shit?"

"Draw lots."

"what?"

Jiang Zhun had an expression of not caring about you, Shu Xiang asked again, "You don't go to work, what do you spend?"

Jiang Zhun also worked for several years. He had no desire for material things at all, and saved all his salary almost unchanged, about 20 yuan. Before he left home, he transferred 15 yuan of it to his parents' card. Nearly 5 yuan was left behind.

But he didn't want to disclose these to Shu Xiang, he just said: "You don't need to worry about it."

"What should I do when the money runs out?"

Jiang Zhun supported the corner of the table behind him with one hand, and the sharp edges and corners poked his palm with dull pain. He drooped his eyebrows and said, "It's time to die."

"What about your parents? What if I can't bear to die with you?"

"There is Shi Wei." Jiang Zhun's nails were deeply embedded in his palm, "He was brought up by my parents, I don't think he will ignore them."

"Silly b."

Jiang Zhun didn't refute Shu Xiang, because he felt that Shu Xiang was right, and normal people couldn't do such a stupid thing like him.After Shu Xiang scolded this sentence, she stopped scolding, but went around Jiang Zhun's house twice, and asked Jiang Zhun why he didn't build an induction cooker.

He doesn't know how to cook, so it's useless to have an induction cooker.

But on the second day, Jiang Zhun received the express delivery of the induction cooker, plus a bunch of kitchen utensils. He threw these things in the corner of the room, and waited for Shu Xiang to come to him, and then unpacked them. It was placed on a small platform that could barely be called a kitchen.

"The food here is too bad." Shu Xiang muttered to herself while trying out the functions, "I'll go buy some food later, and come to your place to cook when I'm free. You can eat too, no Take your money."

Shu Xiang is a person who always thinks about it, and he quickly brought back a lot of fresh vegetables. Jiang Zhun really doesn't understand, there is no such thing as a refrigerator at home, is it waiting to be put out?

Jiang Zhun lay paralyzed on the bed, and didn't play with his mobile phone. He just watched Shu Xiang busy with his work, watching him clean up the fish, watch him wash and cut the meat, and then throw these things into the pot. Finally, he prepared two dishes and A pot of soup.

It is really a pot, and even the dishes are served in pots. Jiang Zhun has eaten the dishes made by Shu Xiang, and he said that the taste is not bad without any prejudice, but the kitchen where he cooked the dishes is a mess. He loves to cook, but But he doesn't like to clean up.

In fact, Jiang Zhun likes to eat some spicy fried noodles more than the light dishes made by Shu Xiang. This feeling of sitting face to face on a table to pick up vegetables somehow reminded him of his parents, and his parents always It is to cook some dishes he doesn't like, force him to do things he doesn't want to do, and pretend to be good to him.

As for Shu Xiang, Shu Xiang is probably the same way. As soon as his brain twitched, he came over and wanted to save him as if he was moved. With his 3-minute enthusiasm, it is estimated that he will be disgusted after a few days, and then he will be completely disappointed in him.

Speaking of hatred, Jiang Zhun actually doesn't hate Shu Xiang, what he hates is his worthless self, Shi Wei will be wrong.

During the meal, Jiang Zhun's cell phone kept vibrating. It was his mother who called, and he made dozens of calls a day. He was used to it.

He will pick up every two days, tell his parents that he is still alive, and then he doesn't want to say anything. He has no desire to communicate with anyone, especially his parents.

After committing suicide for the first time, his parents said they would not force him anymore, but they introduced girls to him before he completely recovered. The parents always have a reason, and they will tell him that if he falls in love and gets married, his mood will naturally improve. Why bother? It's not worth mentioning, not to mention they still have to wait to have a grandson.

Shu Xiang was concentrating on eating fish, and was annoyed by the sound of the phone, so she muttered in a low voice, "Hurry up and answer it."

Suddenly, he picked up the phone, and as soon as he connected, he heard his mother crying, "Son, please come back quickly, your father is sick, he has a heart attack, and has been in the hospital for two days."

Shu Xiang spat out a fishbone, stopped chewing, raised her eyes to look at Jiang Zhun, Jiang Zhun hid in the small bathroom, "Really?"

It's not because Jiang Zhun didn't believe it, but because he ran once two years ago, and his mother used this excuse to threaten him to go home. He rushed back and found that everything was just a hoax. stayed.

Why don't you live at all, Jiang Zhun thought so, and his mother swore there, assuring him that his father was really sick, and he probably made him angry, Jiang Zhun just kept asking nervously, "What the hell is going on?" is that true?"

Later, it was the mother who couldn't stand it first, and cried loudly and told him it was fake. They just hoped that Jiang Zhun could come back, and the family would stay together beautifully.

I'm sorry Chunqi, I haven't changed much in the past few days, because I have been working overtime during the May Day holiday, and it will be better after the holiday is over.