Leaving the past behind 2019

That night, as soon as Li Henan came home, he was shocked by the exquisite takeaway boxes on the table.

"What day is today? What did you do to apologize to me? Finally, your conscience found out?"

"I'm suing you for slander!" Li Kah Kee was in a good mood, happily setting the table and chopsticks.

Since he borrowed Xiaoyan’s kitchen, he has started the practical operation in a hurry. The bitterness in it is not humane, the ceiling was almost blackened when the oil was cooked on a high fire, the dry cooking that forgot the time when the fire was simmering slowly, the first course The weird taste of pineapple sweet and sour pork, and the extra sesame oil when frying fish with chopped peppers... Although the cooking training was not smooth and he hadn't cooked a dish with a normal taste so far, Li Jiageng never tired of it. I think it’s interesting to cook with a fire. There are so many green, red, and red raw and cooked ingredients. Through cutting, washing, steaming, frying, stewing, and combining with other ingredients, so many completely different finished products can be combined. Even if it's just a difference in the time to add salt, the taste of the food after it comes out of the pan will be subtly different.

Xiaoyan once regretted so much that she wanted to take a time machine and fly back to two weeks ago, and beat herself to death who suggested leasing the kitchen. Every time Li Jiageng left, there was always a weird smell in the room. I will not mention it. The key is that now I am constipated every day. When will the days of diarrhea end-oh, maybe it will be the end on July 27th.

July 27th is the birthday of the legendary domineering president Lion Nuannan.

Also, this nickname was given by Xiaoyan.

Because of his cooking skills, Li Jiageng naturally arrived home later than usual during this period, sometimes an hour later, sometimes two hours later, and every time he arrived home, he had an indescribably smoky smell. He thought he was secretly In preparation for the surprise, in fact Li Henan had already seen through it, but he just pretended not to know.

He just likes Li Jiageng's little look of secretly rubbing the winning ticket.

As everyone knows, Li Jiageng, who feels that he has the chance to win, thinks that his cooking skills have improved a little. After all, the first food taster no longer has diarrhea, and the second food taster is finally willing to try his dishes. After tasting it, I still look disgusted, taster No. [-]... Sorry, no one is willing to be taster No. [-] yet.

Anyway, he figured it was time to create a recipe for his birthday dinner.

So he got home early today and bought a bunch of takeaways.

After Li Henan changed his shoes, he walked into the restaurant. The lunch boxes on the table were already opened. At first glance, there were at least six dishes, including meat and vegetable, dry-roasted, and clear stewed dishes, not including the three crockpot soups with different flavors. , He scooped it with a spoon, old duck bamboo fungus soup, another bowl, braised oxtail soup...

He had a bad feeling: "Isn't it too hot to eat this today?"

"It doesn't matter if you eat it once in a while." Li Jiageng couldn't wait to pull him to sit down, and added a chopsticks of shrimp balls to him: "Try this first, pineapple shrimp, sweet ones, won't it make you feel tired after you try it?"

Li Henan saw it, he was observing his own taste.

He pretended to be ignorant and ate the shrimp balls, while Li Jiageng stared at his expression burningly.

"Tired?"

Li Henan: "It's okay."

Li Kah Kee: "What does it mean? Is it delicious or not?"

Li Henan: "The nutritional value of the shrimp itself is very worthy of praise, but the way of frying is not healthy enough. The overheated oil wrap will destroy the nutritional elements of the shrimp itself, and the addition of honey sauce will also make the calories exceed the standard. Personally, I still do not recommend it. Eat too much sugar..."

Li Jiageng wanted to slap him: "Stop talking nonsense, is it delicious or not?"

Li Henan took out a napkin gracefully, and pressed the excess honey juice from the corner of his mouth: "It's quite delicious."

Li Jiageng frowned: "Are you just answering this one sentence and you're done?"

Li Henan shrugged: "I can't help it. When I saw this dish, those words magnified in my mind like a barrage of special effects..."

I don’t know if it’s the case for everyone who has worked in the medical industry. Anyway, Li Henan is like this. He basically doesn’t picky eaters, because he knows that the human body is a complicated mechanism, and only a balanced intake of different types of food can ensure the normal operation of this mechanism. Unless he is cooking for Li Kah Kee, he will not indulge himself simply to pursue a certain taste. Even though he does not like diced eggplant with skin, the beneficial properties of anthocyanins make him unable to give up.

In fact, he usually would not be so disappointing, but today he couldn't help but wanted to tease Li Kah Kee.

Unexpectedly, the latter didn't care at all, but scooped up another bowl of old duck soup and handed it to him: "The barrage is the barrage, but please don't read it out. Come, I heard that the crock pot soup here is very authentic."

Li Henan looked at the thick layer of white on the soup surface in embarrassment: "You don't want me to drink all three soups, do you?"

"...Two sips of each are fine."

Li Henan took the bowl of soup, took a deep breath, "Okay, let me ask first, you don't need to go out to work tomorrow, do you?"

Li Jiageng was a little vague: "What do you mean?"

The old god Li Henan traced the protruding collarbone of his lover with his eyes, and his eyes slid down to the depths: "As we all know, after consuming too many calories, a certain amount of exercise is needed to release..."

Li Jiageng's eyes lit up, and he continued, "Does it mean that if I need to go out to work, I don't have to..."

"No." Li Henan smiled dangerously: "If you need to go out to work, I will reduce the difficulty of the exercise, and the part that is not difficult enough will be made up with time."

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Early the next morning, Li Kageng walked out of the corridor with grinning teeth, one hand on his waist, his whole body hurt when he opened his eyes, the most vulgar metaphor is also the most appropriate, he now feels like an overused doll , has already started leaking from the mouth.

No matter what he thinks, he thinks it’s not worth it. He practiced his cooking skills diligently, and was disgusted and insulted by food testers No. [-] and No. [-] every day (?), and finally made a small success. He bought a bunch of food and wanted to explore The lover's taste, but the result was an indescribable meal, who did he provoke?When this birthday is over, he has to find the place back, but it's still a long time before his birthday... It's going to be next February, day!

"It still hurts? Shall I post a palace warming sticker for you?" Li Henan hurried to catch up and supported his waist from behind.

"Are you pretending to be courteous now? Why were you so inhuman last night? No, why is it a warm palace post? Do you treat me as my great aunt?" Li Jiageng was furious when he saw him.

"The name is Nuan Gong stickers, but the stuff is suitable for the symptoms. Come on, be good, put it on, it will make your lower back feel more comfortable." As he said that, Li Henan was about to lift his clothes.

Li Jiageng was already afraid of this action, and while hiding back, he said coyly: "Wait, go to the car and talk about it, people will see it!"

"it is good."

There was a sudden heavy rain in the middle of the night yesterday, blowing and beating, the vegetation in the community fell, and a large branch fell on the hood of Li Henan's car, a bunch of green, it was a pity, Li Henan picked up the branch, Lean over to see if the front glass is scratched.

Li Jiageng was about to pull the car door with his waist supported, but he heard Li Henan exclaimed "Yeah".

"What's wrong?" Li Kageng quickly withdrew his hand and walked forward, "Did the glass be smashed?"

There are not many things that can make Li Henan exclaim.

He saw Li Henan staring intently at a certain spot on the front hood of the car, his eyes were gentle and bright.

He lowered his voice, followed the other person's gaze suspiciously, and saw a small ball of fluffy stuff stuck between the front cover and the glass. Because of the rain, the feathers were scattered and clinging to his body. It looks smaller and weaker. Li Jiageng doesn't understand birds, and he can't even tell whether it is alive or dead.

He looked at Li Hen, lowered his voice and asked, "Is he dead?"

Li Henan stared at the bird, and replied cautiously: "Not yet."

Then he continued: "It's a young gray magpie. It's just started to grow feathers. It may have been blown down by the strong wind yesterday. It may have bleeding from its internal organs, and its wings may be broken."

The little life is very fragile. It heard human voices and moved its head with difficulty. Its almond-colored beak still looks immature. It may have just learned to fly, and it was blown here by the late gust of wind before picking up a worm by itself.

Li Jiageng couldn't bear it: "Then, is there any help?" After hearing him say a long list, he felt very serious.

Li Henan's eyes brightened: "Yes." He turned to look at Li Jiageng: "But you have to work hard, you may have to take a taxi to take the subway by yourself, I need to deal with this little guy first."

"No problem!" The man who was still supporting his waist and trembling with each step just now became fierce again. He took a step towards the gate of the community and stopped, and said loudly, "You must save it!"

Li Henan waved at him: "I will try my best."

Later, Li Henan sent a message to Li Kageng, reporting that the little magpie had been properly dealt with, but he did his best to obey the destiny, if he could recover today, he would be able to live. He is currently placed in front of the French window of his home, and he also specially asked Li Jiageng to pay attention to it early if he came home today. For a moment, don't step on it.

Because he missed the little guy who only fell from the sky, Li Kah Kee felt that his waist was no longer sore and his butt hurt, and he didn't go to study cooking skills after get off work. He just took a taxi home to watch the birds.

Unexpectedly, Li Henan wanted to go with him, they almost arrived at the same time, when Li Henan opened the door and saw Li Jiageng walking gently on tiptoe towards the French window, he couldn't help laughing: "I said earlier that you also miss me I will go directly to your company to pick you up."

"You can pull it down, don't run into Mr. Zhou, he will drag you to ask the secret of Gouzi." Li Jiageng said without turning his head.

Li Henan snorted: "There is indeed a secret, the premise is that he has a bird..."

Li Jiageng gestured to him: "I suspect you are driving."

Li Henan still wanted to chat along the lines, but he was keenly aware that the atmosphere was not right. Li Jiageng opened a corner of the curtain, and he should have seen the little guy he placed in front of the window this morning.

"Is it okay?" Li Henan lowered his voice.

The other party did not answer, but slowly squatted down with a cat on his back.

Realizing something, Li Henan immediately put away his joking expression, slowed down his pace, and walked towards his lover, "Well, you should be mentally prepared for this, after all, it is so weak, and it has been frozen outside for half a night..."

For a moment, he seemed to have returned to those years, when he ran between the emergency department and the ward, and every time he came out of the operating room, he had to face faces full of expectations.

But in reality, after all, there are joys and sorrows, and not every wish can come true.

He put his hand lightly on his lover's shoulder.

"Hush..." Li Jiageng gestured to him.

"what?"

The truth is not what he thought.

The little one is eating.

Although the wings are tied with gauze and fixed supports, and the body is half askew, it is struggling to eat.

The bird food was prepared by him. The unsalted pure meat ham was chopped, mixed with millet, soaked in warm water until softened, and twisted into small strips. The bird's nest was a large bowl he found temporarily. The bottom was covered with some rags, and the few pieces of bird food were placed next to the little guy. If he had a little desire to survive, he could turn his head to eat, but the bird was still half-dead and grumpy until he left. Suddenly quiet, he thought the little guy hadn't made it through.

It turned out that he was struggling to eat by himself.

The evening sun was warm and not dazzling. Clouds came in from the distance outside the window and landed on the hair on Li Jiageng's forehead. He had just entered the door with a few drops of sweat on his nose. He looked at the little gray fur ball, It's as if he's focused.

Li Henan knew that he thought it was something new, so he knelt down to watch with him: "Fortunately, it's a little magpie, if the sparrow can't be saved, the sparrow has a strong temper and can't stay at home."

Li Jiageng suddenly turned his face to look at him: "Is there any beef at home?"

Li Henan was startled: "Yes, in the refrigerator."

Li Jiageng immediately stood up and strode towards the refrigerator.

Li Henan also stood up: "Do you know which one is beef? I'll get it for you—"

It was amazing that Li Kah Kee, who had never cooked before, offered to ask for beef and refused to ask for help. Li Henan didn't know what he was going to do, so he could only watch from the sidelines.

I saw that Li Jiageng cut off a small piece of beef, and then chopped it into small strips half a centimeter thick, about three or four centimeters long, and then beat it with the back of a knife to soften it. Drippingly held it to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Only then did Li Henan understand: "You want to feed it with raw meat?"

"Look at it."

They came to the window again, and sure enough, the few strips of homemade bird food left by Li Henan had been smashed, but they were not eaten.

"Come on, look at this, eat this..." Li Kah-geng tweeted to attract the bird's attention, the bird was indeed hungry, and opened its apricot-colored beak as if wanting to swallow, Li Kah-geng immediately put a piece of it A small piece of beef was stuffed into its mouth vertically. Under Li Henan's surprised gaze, the little magpie swallowed the beef smoothly.

Followed the same pattern, and swallowed three or four pieces of fresh beef like this, the little guy finally stopped opening his mouth.

"It still needs to be fed by its mother. It can't eat food by itself, and the bird food is dry, so it's hard to swallow." Li Jiageng said while washing his hands, "I used to pick up a gray magpie, and when I picked it up, it was bigger than it was." It’s still small, that’s how it was fed.”

"And then?" Li Henan leaned against the bathroom door and asked.

"Then it seems to regard me as its mother. It chirps when it sees me, and chirps when it doesn't see me. I call it Xiaohuihui. It just grows a little feather and tries to fly. Shit..." After washing his hands, Li Jiageng opened the cleansing cream expressionlessly, dug out a lump and dotted it on his forehead, cheeks and chin respectively: "Later, it died."

"..."

Dead, it must be dead. The average lifespan of a gray magpie is eight to ten years. Even if kept as a pet, it can be extended for another year or two at most. If this happened when Li Jiageng was a child, Xiao Huihui must have passed away long ago.

But look at his expression... well, he can't see anything clearly even with the cleansing cream on it.

"Didn't he die?" Li Henan asked.

The cleansing cream oxidized many fine white bubbles on his face. Before Li Jiageng could answer, he picked up water and patted it on his face. The foam was washed away by the water flow, and a few wisps of water flowed into his collar along his temples and chin. There were a few large wet spots left on the shoulders and chest.

"It happened many years ago, let's not mention it, let's give this little guy a name?" He removed the towel, and there was another snow-white, clean and peaceful face.

Li Henan looked at him: "Okay, what do you want to call it?"

"Little Huihui." Li Jiageng blurted out.

"I feel bad."

"why?"

"Little Huihui is already the white moonlight in your heart, how can you give this name to another bird? It's not fair."

Li Jiageng didn't expect him to explain it in such a serious manner, "Then what do you call it?"

Li Henan thought for a moment seriously, and said seriously: "It's called Niu Colu Hui."

"Pfft!!" Li Jiageng was hit by his sudden cold humor, and laughed so hard that tears almost came out. "Niu Colu. Grey?! Then you call it Kan, does it care for you? Just use this name to care for you—"

"Okay."