One must have a confidant in life

更新时间：2014-02-1515:00:02字数：5757

Busy days always seem too short.For nearly half a month, Zhu Yi spent all kinds of dizzying and boring documents and receipts in the year-end evaluation.In addition, fortunately, Shen Wenruo's hand gradually recovered.From the mummy shape at the beginning, it gradually became unnecessary to apply medicine, and in the end, it could be perfunctory with the OK stretch-although in terms of appearance, Shen He's specially selected flower cat OK stretch occupied a certain amount on each of Shen Wenruo's fingers. The geographical location is obviously unsightly, but from a factual perspective, the well-meaning long-term worker Zhu Yi finally got relief.

Holding the holiday duty list in his hand, Zhu Yi raised his eyebrows.After doing the calculations, he decided to try to book another flight.After all, in addition to the original schedule for the second grade and the substitute shift for the sixth grade, there are still three short days.As for the air tickets near the end of the year, Zhu Yi had no hope at all. Fortunately, there was another customer who refunded the ticket, which happened to make room for Zhu Yi.

Normal working hours last until [-] pm on New Year's Eve—at least in theory, but the atmosphere of the Spring Festival holiday has already swept through the entire building, making people more or less unable to restrain themselves.In the corridor, you can hear comments from employees about "the company is too unreasonable to go to work on New Year's Eve". In the afternoon, almost no one is still thinking about work, and they gather together in twos and threes to chat— ——Of course, in any case, this kind of sneaky thing should avoid the staring eyes of the boss.

Zhu Yi, however, persisted until the last minute as usual.Raising his wrist, the pointer pointed to five o'clock accurately.He turned off the computer, packed up the files on the desktop and classified them, and put the pen in his pocket.Finally, he got up, picked up the coat on the hanger, turned off the lights, and locked the door.

A series of actions can be almost precisely timed in "seconds".However, although the actions are the same, the mentality is quite different.

Compared with the time urgency of rushing to get off work and cook a few days ago, today's Zhu Yi can be described as "leisurely".Of course, Zhu Yi is not Shen Wenruo, he can't walk slowly and slowly, he just walks to the elevator without haste, and waits calmly.

Tonight, there is a treat.

This means that he does not need to rush off work to buy groceries, to calculate recipes in the supermarket, to be baptized by the admiring eyes of housewives, and to face the cashier's smile saying "Sir, your wife is so happy". Speechless, the corners of his mouth twitched.

In fact, when he received Shen Wenruo's call, Zhu Yi was silent for about five seconds before he was sure that it was indeed the man who was always lazy and sloppy as a grandpa who promised to cook.

"Huh? Zhu Yi?" At that time, in response to his silence, Shen Wenruo on the other end of the phone called out with a smile, "Oh, I'm so moved that I can't even speak? Huhu, don't be so moved, just treat it as rare." Condolences to the hardworking working people."

Holding the mobile phone in one hand and the pen in the other, he tapped the hard-faced notebook lightly. Zhu Yi responded lightly: "Shen Wenruo, as a university teacher, is your ability to judge only so little? It's not touching at all, it's It's called 'Surprise'."

"Oh? Could it be that it's such a strange thing for me to cook?" There was a smile in the voice carried by the radio waves, "If I remember correctly, it was my cook when you came to my house for the first time..."

"Yes," Zhu Yi interrupted the conversation neatly, "I haven't forgotten the pure white Yangchun noodles with chopped green onion and sesame oil."

Close to the ear, the other party's gentle laughter came, "Huhu, he is really a calculating and bad friend. Wait, I really want to show off my skills tonight, and let Zhu Yi open your eyes. vision."

"Oh?" Zhu Yi responded lightly, deliberately using interrogative sentences expressing disbelief.

"You don't believe me?" The other party really took the bait, and one can imagine Shen Wenruo on the other end full of confidence and pride, "You order, I will order as you like!"

"Then..." Zhu Yi deliberately paused for two seconds, pretending to be thinking, "Then just do it casually, serve a bear's paw, serve a bird's nest, it doesn't need to be too much trouble, just set up a table full of Chinese people and make do. "

"..." This time it was the turn of the person on the other end of the phone to be silent.

The corners of his lips raised unconsciously, and he put the pen in his hand back on the table. Zhu Yi leaned back on the sofa leisurely, "What's the matter? Didn't you say you want to order?"

After two embarrassing "huhu", Shen Wenruo's reply came from the phone: "Oh, I still treat you as Zhu Yi. You are a common sense person with a high IQ and a sound sense. It is unexpected that you are so full of childlike innocence and imagination. I don't know what reality is."

"Wrong. I'm a common sense person, but for a person like you who has no common sense, it seems that you don't need to be too polite," Zhu Yi laughed loudly, "I believe that Mr. Shen, with your active role, you can guide a set of Here comes the complete practice of the Man-Han Banquet."

Amid the other party's cold snort of "knowing dialectics well", Zhu Yi continued with a smile: "Of course, in order to avoid extravagance and waste, I can consider keeping everything simple. However, there is nothing else to say, but there is one dish that must be ordered."

"..."

Reading the meaning of guard from the silence of the other party, Zhu Yi was in a good mood, and added a sentence with a smile, every word, and the words were correct: "pao, pepper, phoenix, claw."

The conversation ended with "Zhu Yi, I hate you".Hearing the repeated busy tone, Zhu Yi pulled the corner of his mouth, chuckled and closed the call.

On the evening of New Year's Eve, most of the pedestrians on the street are in a hurry, carrying big bags and small bags with their families, and rushing to eat the New Year's Eve dinner.This was supposed to be a day of family reunion, but for Zhu Yi who lives alone in a foreign land, there is an indescribable special importance attached to it.

If it wasn't for Shen Wenruo's invitation, Zhu Yi would have stayed in the apartment alone, unconstructively settling his own dinner, and then killing the remaining hours with TV or books, or he might not be able to finish "Shou Sui" at all. Go directly to meet Zhou Gong.

Looking up at the warm yellow light from the window sill, Zhu Yi suddenly felt a little lucky, glad that he didn't need to waste New Year's Eve in silence.

The time-delay switch in the stairway was turned on by someone, and the lights shone on the stairs. Step by step, they entered the lively-sounding home——Shen He opened the anti-theft door, poised his head and waited with a smile on his face.The sound of cartoons came from the direction of the living room, mixed with the sound of pots and pans churning in the kitchen, and continued into the corridor.

Seeing the little guy waiting for the door, Zhu Yi suddenly thought of the puppy raised by his colleague.Every time a colleague comes home, a puppy of unknown breed with brown curly hair will squat by the door and wait for the owner to arrive.Zhu Yi couldn't help laughing at this idea, he reached out and patted the kid on the head, "What? Don't you want to watch cartoons?"

The little guy blinked his big eyes, "Wen Ruo said, there are cartoons every day, but the chance to rob is only once a year. So..."

After deliberately pausing for a while, the little guy suddenly imitated the way of the ancients and cupped his hands, then unceremoniously spread his small palms, "Gong Xi Fa Cai, here is the red envelope—"

The kid's smiling but malicious smile was exactly the same as someone's.Before, Zhu Yi was quite touched by the kid's cuteness, but now he felt a bit cold - the realistic purpose hidden behind the enthusiasm left Zhu Yi speechless for a moment.Since he didn't go back to his hometown in Lanzhou, he thought he wouldn't have to deal with those nephews and nieces running around all over the place, but he didn't expect... After all, he still couldn't escape the fate of giving red envelopes.

This realization made Zhu Yi sigh silently.He didn't expect to prepare a red envelope at all, so he just bent his fingers and gently pressed the little guy's forehead, "Don't learn from that guy Shen Wenruo, he's such a philistine at a young age."

Shen He covered his forehead with one hand, and twitched the corners of his lips in dissatisfaction, "Wen Ruo said, this is not called a philistine, this is called tradition."

"..." He even thought out the right words, which made Zhu Yi extremely have the urge to rush into the kitchen and accuse Shen Wenruo of teaching bad children.However, China's thousands of years of tradition—this rhetoric really gave him no motivation to resist, so he had no choice but to follow the so-called "tradition", "Shen He, find a piece of red paper."

"Okay! It's easy!" The little guy put Zhu Yi's slippers in the hallway, then turned around and rushed into the house with a "clack clatter".Zhu Yi closed the door behind his back, changed his shoes and walked into the living room. He saw Xiao Shenhe lying on the side of the coffee table, shaking his feet, trying to fill in with watercolor pens——

In a sense, the little guy knows how to use waste.Zhu Yi vaguely saw a bright red horse fork on the paper, which was gradually covered by red watercolor under the "hard work" of the little ghost.Zhu Yi raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure you want to use the failed test paper as your New Year's red envelope?"

"I didn't fail!" The little guy was anxious, and immediately stopped writing and jumped up to express his objection, "This is the test paper Wen Ruo brought back, not Shen He's! Shen He is [-] points!"

"..." At first, I thought I had already established a psychological bottom line for Shen Wenruo's various unthinkable behaviors, but I didn't expect this guy to take back the test papers of college students in the school to make draft paper for Shen He?Zhu Yi felt that it was necessary for him to discuss with Shen Wenruo what is "professional ethics" and "ideological and moral cultivation".

However, when he pushed open the kitchen door, a burst of oily smoke and steam hit his face, making him almost think it was on fire.Zhu Yi immediately strode forward and reached out to press the range hood.

The rotating fan sucks away the blinding oil fume, and also brings a buzzing sound, which is mixed with the "cracking" sound of the oil in the pot, creating a noise that is exclusive to the kitchen.

"Oh, Zhu Yi, what kind of hand do you have?" It was more of a complaint than a question, Shen Wenruo turned around and smiled, "It was obvious that I couldn't press it just now."

"It's a question of your character."

Zhu Yi came to a conclusion coldly, and by the way, looked down at the food materials spread out on the desk: the hoof soup has already been cooked, the braised fish and sweet and sour pork ribs have also been prepared, and the vegetarian dishes are still in their original state , As for what caused the suspected fire just now, it was the chicken wings that were being fried in the pan.

"Where's the Phoenix Claw?"

Obviously he knew the answer, but Zhu Yi still asked this question on purpose.Sure enough, this question drew a huge backlash from Shen Wenruo, "I said Zhu Yi, you will die if you don't hurt me, right?"

"It will be boring."

"..."

The answer that Zhu Yi blurted out was that Shen Wenruo, who was always able to make the living dead and the dead alive, would be killed in one blow.

Seeing the other party's speechless appearance, Zhu Yi spread his hands easily and continued to pursue the victory: "Look, this is the power of truth."

"Zhu Yi," Shen Wenruo twitched the corner of his mouth, looked up and down the man in front of him, and said "tsk tsk" twice, "I'm good at speaking, it seems that I have eaten a lot of duck tongue recently, right?"

For Shen Wenruo's sarcasm, Zhu Yi deeply understands that responding to the other party can only fall into the trap set by the other party.So, he smiled and didn't answer, but when he turned around and walked out of the kitchen, he suddenly pointed to the soup pot on the table, "According to your theory of what you eat to make up for it, you really should eat more hoofs."

After finishing speaking, close the door, get out of the way, and quickly isolate the other party on the side of the door with complaining rhetorical questions of "how did I know you such a bad-mouthed friend."

In fact, Zhu Yi really wanted to say: His question is also the same.

The cabinet-type air conditioner in the corner of the living room continuously radiates heat.In this warm and bright room, there is a lively atmosphere.Xiao Shenhe continued to make his "red envelopes" with watercolor pens, while expressing his opinions on the domestic animation unique to this period.Zhu Yi glanced at the big-eyed, blue-skinned cat face on TV, which made him really not interested in continuing to watch.So, he took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, then sat down on the soft cotton sofa, flipped through the magazines beside him, and glanced at the busy little guy from time to time.

Xiao Shenhe lowered his head to scribble paper for a while, looked up at the TV for a while, and curled his lips from time to time while watching, muttering "I understand this truth in the first grade! It's so mentally handicapped." complaining speech.Zhu Yi raised the corners of his lips, and held back the rhetorical question of "You still look at the mentally handicapped"—after all, when the little devil makes a fuss, the "cat's claw magic skill" is quite powerful.Furthermore, for me who owes the other party a red envelope, so far, the little devil has played the role of the creditor.

The content of the magazine was lackluster. Zhu Yi, who hadn’t read a few words, closed the book and glanced at the cover—the core periodical of higher education. No wonder he couldn’t read it.Throwing the magazine aside, Zhu Yi got up and decided to go to the kitchen to help.But before he walked over, Shen Wenruo had already called out the command "dinner is ready".With almost one command and one action, the kid immediately jumped up, rushed into the bathroom and began to wash his hands.

The sound of air blowing from the air conditioner, the sound of TV commercials, the sound of water, the sound of Shen Wenruo opening the kitchen door, and the little guy's loud response of "here we are!"...these sounds, in this [-]-square-meter room , mixed together, filling Zhu Yi's ears to the brim.However, for Zhu Yi, who always likes to be quiet, he didn't feel any disgust at all, and even felt that this was pretty good.

With braised fish in one hand and braised ribs in the other, Shen Wenruo simply kicked open the kitchen door and gave Zhu Yi who was standing next to him a sharp look when he came out.The little ghost who had washed his hands ran over with his slippers on and helped to arrange the dishes.Shen Wenruo put the dishes on the table one by one, and said "Oh my god", "Hoo hoo, it's really a master's pie, are you going to just do it like this and wait for the meal?"

"No," Zhu Yi clasped his hands and smiled, "This is called 'Shen Wenruo'."

One sentence made Shen Wenruo speechless for a long time, after all, he has lived as a master for half a month, so he really has no right to say that Zhu Yi is lazy.But if he gave up verbal resistance at this point, then Shen Wenruo would not be Shen Wenruo, "Oh, I'm arguing about this with patients, Zhu Yi, do you know how to write the word 'conscience'?"

"I know, my loss is because these two characters are written too well."

"Hoohoo," Shen Wenruo narrowed his eyes, "I can't tell, Zhu Yi, your skin is really thick."

"Acceptance," Zhu Yi cupped his hands, "I don't dare to fight against others. Compared with you, I'm still far behind."

"..."

"Look, this is also the power of truth."

For Xiao Shenhe, the verbal confrontation between the two adults was just a waste of time.The little guy who was sitting on the chair waiting for the meal, waited left and right but couldn't wait for the two adults to sit down, couldn't bear it anymore, he patted the table hard with his two little hands, "Are you guys still eating or not?"

The little ghost's questioning ended the adult's verbal dispute.As soon as Zhu Yi sat down, Shen He pulled the corner of his clothes.The next moment, a piece of paper painted red was stuffed into his hand.

Facing such blatant debt collection, Zhu Yi looked at Shen Wenruo.It's not that the red envelopes are not given, it's just the amount and whether it will cause adverse effects. Zhu Yi doesn't know about this issue, so he has no right to speak.

Shen Wenruo smiled knowingly at Zhu Yi's wink.Taking out a brand new chairman's head from his pocket, Shen Wenruo folded the money into three sections and stuffed it into the pocket of the little guy's cotton coat, "New Year's money."

"Yeah!" Shen He nodded heavily, and patted his pocket with his small hand to show that he understood, "I know, this one can't be taken out today, it's because of the New Year's Eve!"

Zhu Yi got up, took out a wallet from his coat pocket, and also wrapped a hundred red envelopes, stuffing them into Shen He's pocket.Only then did the little guy start eating contentedly.After taking two bites, he picked up a large piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and threw it into Shen Wenruo's bowl, "Wenruo is the best!"

"No need to wear a high hat," Shen Wenruo swallowed the pork ribs with a smile, "I will sugar-coat Wenruo and send the shells back."

The kid puffed up his cheeks, turned his head and handed Zhu Yi a rib, "Zhu Yi, you are the best!"

"..." Faced with such a straightforward expression of "I have a request", Zhu Yi coughed lightly, and adopted the same sentence pattern as Shen Wenruo, "Zhu Yi refuses to be corrupted and will never touch it."

But Zhu Yi is Zhu Yi after all, he couldn't stand it, he finally sighed softly, "Tell me, what do you want?"

The little guy's big black eyes flickered, "That, that" After a while, he secretly glanced at Shen Wenruo's expression, and used a devious tactic, "My classmate's father bought him a robot puppy..."