I called a small four-wheeled single-row seat, and he sat in it, just as he was about to close the door. I said: "I'll go in and sleep too." He hesitated for a moment, moved his buttocks a little, just enough for a slap, so I spread his legs and sat between his crotch Come down so it's not so crowded and it's comfortable to sit on. He wrapped his hands around my waist, as if wearing a seat belt, and I clasped the back of his palm with both hands, as if adding a lock, bumping all the way.
"Go down and say hello to Jinmin and the others." I said as I entered the gate of the fruit farm.
"It's so late, I guess I've already fallen asleep, you're going home this time for a funeral, and it's not auspicious..."
The moonlight was hazy, the shadows of the trees were whirling, the breeze was coming, and there was a rustling sound. I held Lian Yu's hand and walked side by side. I couldn't see his face and expression clearly at the moment, but from what he said just now, it seemed that there was something wrong with him. Taboo, maybe it varies from person to person, maybe regional customs, I don't understand, but after he reminded me, I had no choice but to let it go, I didn't disturb anyone, and I happened to meet no one.
Beside the iron frame bed, he took out his horse newspaper, I threw myself on his shoulder, his right hand pointed to a picture, in the picture there was a big tree with little birds on the branches, resembling a rooster, under the tree a A brown horse, he asked me how to explain this, I said that I don’t know how to explain that, he said there must be an explanation, right? I said that all roads lead to Rome, no matter how I explain it, he glanced at me seriously, I rubbed his shoulder twice, breathed lightly on his earlobe, hehe, and fell back on the bed head.
When I was sleeping, I tried to hug his waist like I hugged Chen Hui. He didn't object. I thought he was off guard. Gradually, he became bolder, and his right hand was about to move, moving from his chest to his belly, staying In a few seconds, the arms were like sliding snakes, and the fingers were like crawling spiders. They explored along the sparse weeds under the navel to find the dense forest. When they encountered a low barrier, they crossed over and It is to look at the moon through the gauze, hazy and clear, and you will go straight to the mansion when you get in. I hesitate!
The heart beat faster, the breath was short of breath, and the exhaled breath sprayed on his strong back. He turned around, lay on his back, and pressed against my left arm, which was painful and comfortable. Open your eyes: "Is it overwhelmed by you?"
"It's okay." I moved my body slightly, and my right hand seemed to be paralyzed immediately, staying where I was, in a dilemma.
"Go to sleep, don't mess around." He picked up my deceitful spider and gently threw it aside.
"Hmph, ha ha." I pursed my lips and smiled suppressedly, and the air rushed out of my nostrils.
"What are you laughing at?" He turned his head and looked at me puzzled.
I stretched out my right hand under the quilt, and in front of Lian Yu's eyes, I put my five fingers together, arched a dimple in the palm of my hand, and then I got in again, and confidently covered him on the pile of weeds, touched twice, lightly Grab twice lightly, and find a far-fetched explanation for the misbehavior I tried just now: "Let me see, did your turning over scare away the cricket I wanted to catch."
He snorted, laughed, just once, then quickly retracted, looked at me seriously, wanted to say something, but didn't say anything, fluffed the quilt, and continued to sleep.
I don't know if this is the city he must hold on to, but I know that this must be a fortress that is difficult for me to conquer. That night, I had a wet dream. Fortunately, I was wearing thick long johns. Fortunately, I made an appointment with Lao Lin to pick me up early in the morning.
When the younger brother came down, the older brother followed behind, carrying a small bucket of peanut oil in his hand and a big bag on his shoulder. Open the bag, there are mixed flavors inside, like moving house, there are sauerkraut, taro, some dried chili, dried fish...Lay it out and put it on the desk in the office.
"The guy who cooks hasn't bought anything yet," I said.
"Then what do you usually eat?"
"For fast food, sometimes I use a rice cooker to cook some rice and steam some dishes. It's simple for one person." I said.
The younger brother glanced around. The older brother put his hands behind his back and paced back and forth in the store, looking here and touching there, like a grandma. When he heard us talking, he walked over: "Let's go buy a gas stove now and come back. Let's go, old martial brother."
"Okay." The younger brother patted the dust on his palms, raised his head and agreed.
I opened the cash register and was about to withdraw money when my brother stopped me and said, "No, I have money here."
"How can I ask you to pay for coming here." I still took out a few hundred yuan, but my brother didn't accept it, so I gave it to Chen Wu.
"Here, the boss's money must be used, you don't have to fight for it." Chen Wu gently pushed Chen Xiong, and took the money without being polite. It's clear at a glance, but I still have to count several times like dealing poker cards, pulling the two ends up and down, and the banknotes make a rattling sound, and then pat the palm a few times, blink the eyes, and raise the eyebrows He looked up, whistled, looked at Chen Xiong, and laughed loudly: "Haha, let's go, and order some food later."
This living thing, like a revolving lantern, ran and jumped out. The elder brother followed behind, his hands still behind his back, like a cadre.
When I came back, I carried a small gas tank on my shoulder. My younger brother held the gas stove in his left hand and vegetables in his right hand. There were grass carp, garlic sprouts, taro, fried tofu, and lettuce...and placed them by the desk.
"I forgot to tell you to buy an induction cooker just now, it's safer." I said.
"I asked, no, only one family has it, it's too expensive, and the cooking doesn't get hot, and it's not delicious, so I bought a gas stove." My brother explained, and then asked: "Where to put it?".
I looked around, there is no kitchen, the office is so small, and there is no canopy outside the house, where should I put it? His eyes fell on a rectangular glass shelf, which was a bit more open, because it was next to the toilet, which was not big and was flushed cleanly. For safety, the gas stove was carried into the toilet every day when cooking, and the gas barrel was placed on the glass On the side of the shelf, kitchen knives, chopping boards, oil and salt condiments are placed in the middle of the glass shelf.
"It's installed, what are you going to eat today? Shall I cook it?" Brother asked.
"Let me show off my hand and make you a good dish." The younger brother picked up his wrist, haha, eager to try.
In fact, it is a pot of miscellaneous dishes, taro, fish head, fried tofu, garlic sprouts, and chili. The main course and side dishes are fried separately, and finally put together, cover the pot, and simmer for a while, the aroma is overflowing. It is said that I learned it from a Hakka restaurant in Guangzhou. The flavors of taro and fish head neutralize each other. Fried tofu absorbs the neutral flavor of fish head and taro, and it is decorated with garlic sprouts and red peppers. It looks messy and delicious. Even, the fish head is smooth, and the taro is mellow, which is more delicious than cooking it alone. Maybe it's because I haven't had such a delicious home-cooked meal for several days.
"Well, it's still not good enough." The younger brother clamped a piece of the entrance and said modestly.
"It's not cooking like this, go!" My brother didn't hesitate.
"Isn't it? Isn't this what we ate in that restaurant? When I asked you when I was buying the ingredients just now, you also said that it was the same." The younger brother seemed to have been hit a little bit, turned his head, and looked at him strangely. look at brother.
"These are the ingredients, it's just that there is a wrong step when cooking." The elder brother was lukewarm.
"Which step went wrong?"
"The fish head needs to be deep-fried. If you just stir-fry it, it will definitely be different. It's like cooking salted fish and eggplant. The eggplant must be deep-fried, otherwise, the taste will be different. Even if you deep-fry it, The oil is not enough, the eggplant is not fried well, and the salted fish and eggplant stew is also not so delicious, hehe." Like a professional cook, my brother spoke clearly. He also raised his chopsticks and swiped at each dish, commenting in detail.
"You didn't say it just now." The younger brother was obviously a little discouraged.
"You said you wanted to show off. I thought you were good at it. Haha."
I suddenly thought of a sentence, I have never seen a pig walk, I must have eaten pork, working in a hotel has the benefits of working in a hotel. I said: "It's already very delicious. It turns out that such a mess can be mixed together to create a delicious taste. The old man in the family said it well, chicken (hungry) is delicious, goose (hungry) is delicious, and nothing else. Delicious, haha" I picked up a piece of fried tofu and put it in my mouth.
After the meal, my elder brother ordered my younger brother to clean up the dishes and told me to sit down and drink tea. He asked me three questions very seriously. The first one was when did I start to do it myself, and why I didn’t say hello. The second is how much the daily turnover here is, saying that it is to see if I can help him after the New Year. The third question is whether this neighborhood is suitable for making clothes. He said that a friend of his wants to open a store here. The business in Guangzhou is becoming more and more difficult, and it is basically saturated, and it is difficult to break through.
It may be okay to make clothes in Houjie, but it may be better for him to come and investigate the market himself. I have no experience in this field. As for helping, let's talk about it later, if you really want to help, if you can help, brother, just say a word. The beginning and the end are not very important, and it is difficult to say how much the daily turnover is, sometimes more, sometimes less.
In addition to greetings, I am also very serious. I don't know if my brother is satisfied with my answer, but he shook his head slightly, turned to the window, holding the teacup in both hands, as if he was thinking about something, very absorbed, for a long time, then turned his head, and said he wanted to leave, He said he only took one day off, but I didn't want to stay. The work was important, so I didn't even have a place to stay.
My brother and I stood at the door, watching him go away, with a thin figure, neatly dressed, and confident steps.