deltrittennovels Chapter 30 I'm Really Afraid You'll Dislike Me.
Chapter 30 I'm Really Afraid You'll Dislike Me.
Although the decision to move out of Ying's family was hasty, fortunately, Ying's decision-making ability and execution ability are very strong.
At the same time as moving, Cangxi Valley also asked Mr. Zhao to arrange housekeeping, clean the house, and buy some simple daily necessities.
After Fu Xi and Ying Xunting drove to Cangxi Valley, Mr. Zhao received him again in person.
"Everything is arranged, Dong Ying and Mr. Fu can move in directly."
"Thank you, Mr. Zhao."
"Where is it, I will take the two of you to the scene to have a look. If there is anything that you are not satisfied with, you can modify it in time." Mr. Zhao still showed a very friendly smile, and took the lead to lead the way.
The house is still in Block C, C-9.
As far as the whole area C is concerned, it is far away from the wedding house bought by Ying Guanxing, but it is closer to Shen Yue's C-5.The reason for buying here is also self-evident, so as to observe and get close to Shen Yue, help Shen Yue fulfill his wish and end the task as soon as possible.
"This is it." Mr. Zhao stepped forward and opened the wrought iron gate, and the exquisite garden landscape of the villa came into view.
Fu Xi could see the cleaning staff wearing housekeeping uniforms shuttling behind the glass windows and on the porch, busy with cleaning tools, an empty house seemed to be full of life at the moment.
It was a two-story villa. Although the overall area of C-9 was not small, almost all of it was taken up by plants. The size of the house was like a loft apartment doubled in size, like a delicate birdcage hidden in the dense forest. .
Different from the endless emptiness of the old house, this villa just met the requirements of Fu Xi and Ying Xunting, and it would not seem too empty for two people to live in.
"How is it?" Mr. Zhao asked Fu Xi anxiously. Not only did he buy a wedding house last time, but he also felt that Fu Xi was the one who made the decisions when he saw the new house this time.But the senses given to him by the two times were very different.
The last time Fu Xi and Ying Guanxing bought a wedding house, Mr. Zhao saw the young couple looking at the new house. They were all sweet and discussing how to live. It seems that they don't even go to the scene, just choose a rendering on the tablet and pay and sign.
But this time, it's more like choosing a house carefully and staying in for a long time.
Fu Xi lowered his head and asked Ying Xunting: "Uncle, what do you think?"
"It's a good choice for you. The environment here is good. You can often walk in the garden, which is good for exercise." Ying Xunting said.
"I think so too. Every morning and evening, I'll take you to do rehabilitation training in the garden." Fu Xi pushed the Ying training court into it, designing and planning on both sides of the path, what should be built here, where should be done Ying Xunting tilted his head slightly to listen to any adjustments, and made some suggestions from time to time, and the atmosphere was particularly intimate and harmonious.
Mr. Zhao watched from the side, and even suspected that this was a couple looking at a new house for a living.
Seeing that he had reached the gate of the villa, Fu Xi turned around and said to Mr. Zhao: "I really troubled Mr. Zhao today, and now I have seen enough. If you have something to do, go and do it first."
Mr. Zhao knew that this was an order to evict guests. Indeed, some matters in the room involved personal privacy, and he did not intend to stay for a long time, so he said, "Then I will go first, and if you have any questions, please call me."
After Mr. Zhao left, the housekeeping team also left not long after.Only Fu Xi and Ying Xunting were left in the room.
Looking around the bright and clean living room, you can still smell the water vapor remaining on the floor tables and chairs.This is a brand new field, and there are respectful blanks in the corners and in the middle, waiting for their new members to be filled.
"After all, it's still a little crude, and I always feel that you have been wronged." Ying Xunting walked around the room, and the whole living room was not as big as his previous study.
"Why? It's better to be small, and it's easier to clean up." Fu Xi squatted down in front of him, and asked with a smile, "What do you want to eat? I brought some instant food from the old house, such as noodles, dumplings, and pizza. I There is a custom in my hometown, when you just move to a new home, you have to start a fire to cook, and announce to some invisible tenants that the owner is moving in, so you leave immediately."
Ying Xunting smiled when he heard that: "Then it's simpler, let's cook the noodles. I'll take you out to eat at night."
"Okay, just wait for me, it will be ready soon." Fu Xi first dragged the carton containing food into the kitchen, and took out the food that needs to be frozen quickly. Mr. Zhao was very considerate and installed some basic electrical appliances for them in advance , such as gas stove and refrigerator, and a set of kitchen utensils.
Fu Xi had just filled the pot with water when he heard the sound of the wheelchair pulleys coming to the door.
"What's wrong?" Seeing that he stopped at the door and did not come in, Fu Xi just looked at him quietly, with complicated expressions in his eyes.
"In the past, you always cooked for Guan Xing yourself, but he never appreciated it. I saw you throw the food away several times."
"Ah? I was just doing missions at that time..." Fu Xi was embarrassed, but also felt a little funny: "I won't cook for him in the future."
"At that time, I actually wanted to tell you all the time, don't be sad, I can help you eat it, but I don't think I have any position to ask for it."
Fu Xi saw that Ying Xunting's words were flat, but it made him feel sad and distressed: "I really didn't know you were...you were too wronged yourself, you should tell me directly, so you won't waste so much food Yes. I can’t finish it every time I make it, but because it’s for Ying Guanxing, I’m too embarrassed to ask others to eat it, and it’s even more impossible for me to let you eat Ying Guanxing’s leftovers, so I have to throw them away.”
"Now I know that you are doing the mission, but I still can't let go of it." When Ying Xunting said these words, his black eyes became more and more deep and deep.
I don't know if it's an illusion, but Fu Xi seems to see the grievance and loss in his eyes. When he thinks of such an omnipotent man showing weakness in front of him, and becoming pitiful just because he ignores him, Fu Xi feels like doing something wrong. What a heinous thing, guilt submerged him like a flood: "I will only cook for you from now on!"
Ying Xunting looked at his oath-like remarks, which were just cooking. Even though he was still brooding about the past in his heart, he couldn't help but feel a clear feeling that the sun had dispelled the haze.
He pointed to the cooking table: "The water is boiling."
"Oh." Fu Xi hurriedly turned around, took out a handful of noodles and threw it into the pot, then while looking at the pot, he turned his head to look at Ying Xunting nervously, as if waiting for him to comment on his announcement. respond.
Ying Xunting saw that he was busy at both ends, he was as cute as a squirrel busy with the autumn harvest, and couldn't take care of the two ends back and forth, so he pressed his fist to his lips and coughed lightly, afraid that he would suddenly laugh out loud and annoy him: "In the pot Put a little oil in it and it won't spill out."
"Huh? Can this work?" Fu Xi was puzzled, but he still listened to him and picked up the oil bottle and dripped two drops on it. The rolling boiling water was like a tantrum child being soothed by candy, and stopped fussing: "Sure enough, no It's overflowing!" Fu Xi looked back at him in surprise: "I remember you don't cook, when did you learn it secretly?"
"I haven't learned it before." Ying Xunting said.
"Then how do you know this?" Fu Xi guessed: "Listen to the experience imparted by others?"
"That's right...you can say it like this. I learned physics from books when I was in junior high school. This uses the surface tension of the liquid. The density of oil is lower than that of water. Covering the water surface is equivalent to putting a cover on it, reducing the The surging arc of the water waves."
"During the period of great voyages, the government would require ships going out to sea to bring a few barrels of oil. When encountering a storm, the crew would pour the oil into the sea to reduce the wind and waves and stabilize the hull, so this is also called Zhenlang Oil."
"Ah?" Fu Xi rubbed his forehead: "So it's like this. Others rely on experience in cooking, but you rely on science in cooking?"
Ying Xunting laughed, looking at the amazement and admiration in Fu Xi's eyes, this was the first time he felt the vanity of showing off knowledge.
"Mr. Science, since you have come to the kitchen, help me adjust the seasoning together." Fu Xi waved at him, unpacked a set of bowls, and cleaned out two noodle bowls.
"I won't do that."
"You're so smart, I'm sure you'll be able to learn it soon." Fu Xi leaned on his shoulder and said with a smile: "If you believe that your potential is unlimited, put a little salt and chicken essence first."
"How much is a little, how many grams?"
"Huh? Just sprinkle a little bit." Fu Xi picked up the jar and shook it a few times, and the bottom of the bowl was thinly covered with fine white salt grains: "This much is enough."
Ying Xunting took the salt jar, paused, wanted to shake it a few times like Fu Xi did, but was a little timid, and shook it cautiously, only a few grains of salt fell, he compared it with what Fu Xi poured out. The quantity, and then shook again, the salt grains are like a pipa girl who has been calling for a long time, and she is stingy.
So he shook it twice violently, and the salt grains fell down like gravel from a sudden landslide, forming a snow-white hill at the bottom of the bowl.
"Hahahaha..." Fu Xi couldn't help laughing, how could this man have such a cute side, he was obviously a person to look up to outside, but he was tainted with worldly fireworks in front of him, and also had an ordinary look. one side.
"Stop laughing!" Ying Xunting showed his awkwardness in front of Fu Xi for the first time, a little embarrassed, he put the salt jar back on the cooking table, and defended himself in a low voice: "I've never done this before."
"Okay, okay, everyone will inevitably make mistakes the first time." Fu Xi still couldn't control the smile on his face: "Then you have to make persistent efforts."
"If there were measuring tools, I wouldn't make such small mistakes."
"Huh? Are you trying to equate cooking with experimentation?"
"Isn't it true that human beings can have today's rich material life, relying on a developed industrial foundation. As long as the precise material ratio is mastered, it can be mass-produced through machines, and the taste is also very good. It is uniformly packaged and sold in supermarkets. Hot merchandise is the best proof."
Fu Xi saw that he was speaking in a serious manner, as if he was stating objective facts, if he hadn't seen his harmless expression: "If you say these things outside, you will be beaten."
"Why?" Ying Xunting was puzzled.
It turned out that he was thinking seriously and asking questions. Fu Xi was still admiring his profound knowledge just now. In less than 5 minutes, the two people's identities were switched: "Cooking is not such a simple thing, it takes years of practice And to sum up, human feeling is very important, it is a kind of spiritual art."
"That's right, I'm shallow." Ying Xunting took the initiative to lean over: "Teacher Fu teach me?"
He looked very eager for knowledge, like the kind of obedient student most liked by the teacher in the school, his eyes were full of admiration.When Fu Xi saw him like this, he just felt his mind wandering, wishing to tell him everything in detail, but also afraid that he wanted to say too much and couldn't explain clearly, and he would underestimate him.
Probably seeing Fu Xi's embarrassment, Ying Xunting said: "Then let's start with this bowl of noodles."
Feeling soft for no reason, Fu Xi secretly sighed, Ying Xunting was too gentle, how could he meet such a person.
While putting the seasonings and scooping up the noodles, he explained to him the function ratio of various seasonings and the steps of steaming while chatting.
At this moment, the time is quiet and the water vapor is lingering. Fu Xi's thin figure is standing at the side of the cooking table comfortably, washing his hands and making soup for him, and talking to him in a soft tone. Time passed slowly, and even the light in the kitchen became dim and unreal.
This is a scene that only appeared in his dreams, and he never thought that it would come true one day.
"Okay, it's done." Fu Xi turned around and smiled at him: "Have Mr. Science learned it?"
"No, I'm afraid I really don't have much talent in cooking, I have to pay the teacher to teach it a few more times, don't think the students are stupid."
"Don't try to lie to me. Don't think that I don't know that this is all a routine. I used to follow you to a meeting to watch you negotiate with those people. When I opened my mouth, I was sorry, sorry, and we were also very embarrassed. Then I started to make demands. The other party boasted embarrassingly, and in the end not only paid the least money, but also threw all the dirty work to the other party."
"Next time, you must say that you can't do anything, and then put a high hat on me and say how good I am. From now on, the whole family's hope will be entrusted to you." Fu Xi glared at him after finishing speaking.
Ying Xunting couldn't stop laughing.
"stop laughing!"
"Okay. I admit that sometimes I do business with people like this." Ying Xunting supported his chin with one hand and raised his eyes slightly: "But what I said to you is sincere, I am really afraid that you will dislike me .”
Fu Xi's heart skipped a beat when he saw him, and he sincerely said love words that were not considered love words, his eyes were as gentle as water, and the numbness rushed from his neck to the top of his head like an electric shock, even the tips of his ears turned red.
"Eat noodle!"
The author says:
感谢在2021-09-2600:47:21~2021-09-2723:28:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: it was Jiang Liuer Ya;
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 493689561 bottles;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!