C173 (1/2)
Because he came back late, Guo Jingjing didn't rush to Zhang's and got off the car. Guo Jingjing wanted to help take down the clothes on the back seat. He fan Xing stopped him.
”Open the door and I'll get the things.”
”Oh.”
The weight of winter clothes is not heavy. It's just that the cotton padded jacket is too big to look good in your hand. He Fanxing doesn't let Guo Jingjing take it. Guo Jingjing turns around and opens the door. He doesn't come back for many days. He thinks that there must be a layer of dust in the room. He walks into the door and looks at the big table. It's as clean as if it had just been wiped.
Guo Jingjing put down the key and mobile phone and went to the tea table to have a look. They were all clean. He knew in his heart that it must be Zhang's. besides Zhang, who would come to his house to help clean the tables and chairs and clean the house.
He Fanxing came in with something. Guo Jingjing picked up the water bottle and said, ”I'll burn some boiled water first. What do I eat in the evening? I do it now.
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he Fanxing laughed and said, ”you can boil water. I'll come to dinner. Is noodles OK? Or would you like something else? ”
”Just noodles. It's just a bit greasy to eat and drink these days.”
He Fanxing took the things into the bedroom and came out, smiling with some favor: ”if you want to eat something else, I can't do it. A clever woman can't cook without rice.”
Guo Jingjing was amused by him. He didn't come back these days. There was nothing in the kitchen. Except for the potatoes dug out by Zhang's family, there were few vegetables in the vegetable garden in winter.
Guo Jingjing fills the kettle with water and plugs in the electricity. The two people don't have to start the stove at home. The noodles are cooked when the pot is hot. For the gas stove, Guo Jingjing takes two eggs out and asks he Fanxing to add two poached eggs. The noodles are certainly not delicious. They simply take the basket and go to the vegetable field to pick some vegetables.
The new varieties of vegetables are long, not covered with moss, but with long leaves. One by one, they are like flowers. They taste better after falling snow. He also refuses to let Guo Jingjing do it. All this is bending down. He lifts up his sleeve. Fortunately, before going out, Guo Jingjing gives him a scissors knife, inserts it into the soil along the root of the vegetable and goes down with a pair of scissors. There are no dark green vegetables unearthed be damaged.
After picking the vegetables, I pulled out a Chinese cabbage to go back. This dish can be kept for a long time. As long as it is not peeled, it will be no problem to leave it for ten days and a half months.
Back home, Guo Jingjing stood by the pool and watched he fan line wash vegetables. The cold water on his hands was not good. In just a few seconds, he Fanxing's hands were already red.
”You have to break off the leaves and wash them, or the places near the roots are full of soil. Look, those are the ones.”
Guo Jingjing points to the half round root of the vegetable leaf to he Fanxing. It's true that the soil the size of the nail plate is stuck on it, and it can't be washed with water. It will be clean only after being washed twice by hand.
”I didn't find it before,” he Fanxing found one, and the others also broke off and washed them carefully.
Guo Jingjing said: ”what you used to eat in the hotel were all grown in the ROC. After frying, the dishes were also good-looking. The dishes planted at home were different. The sun and rain all day long, and the mud splashed naturally fell into the dishes. However, the taste of such dishes is just right, and the dishes in the greenhouses are always less delicious.”
”Is it?” He Fanxing looked at him with a smile, ”no wonder every time I came to you, the food tastes different.
Guo Jingjing took a look at him and said, ”what you've come to eat is bought by my father on the street and planted in the greenhouse. There are not so many kinds of vegetables in winter.”
He Fanxing was torn down, and was not embarrassed. He pinched Guo Jingjing's bridge of the nose and spoiled him and said, ”let you tear me through.”
Guo Jingjing by his hand ice back a shrink, he fan Xing noticed.
”Is it cool? Stand away and don't let the water splash on you
Guo Jingjing retreated. He fan's washing was slow because he was not proficient. However, he washed the vegetables carefully. He broke off the leaves one by one and washed them carefully according to Guo Jingjing's instructions.
Guo Jingjing looked at it, and was a bit crazy. She thought that the man in front of him was so handsome. He had never seen a man who could wear a sweater so beautiful.
When the boiling kettle sounded an alarm, Guo Jingjing came to his senses and pulled out the plug. He filled the water bottle. He took the washbasin and poured the extra boiling water into the basin. Without adding cold water, he swayed.
He Fanxing had already washed the dishes, and the water was drenched on one side. Just as he was about to take the pot, a basin of steaming water came up. Guo Jingjing's hazy face appeared in front of him and said, ”warm your hands first, then do it. It's not urgent for these minutes.”
He Fanxing held out his hand without hesitation. Guo Jingjing reminded him, ”it's a little hot. Be careful, but I guess you don't feel hot even if you put all your hands in it.”
He Fanxing picked up his eyebrows and slowly put his hand into it. It was a little hot, but very comfortable, as Guo Jingjing said. He tried to put it all in. His frozen hands were immediately wrapped in hot water, and his muscles and veins were numb. He fan Xing took back his hand, changed the back of his hand, and then went in. After several times, the original inflexible fingers melted into the cold, flexible and free.
”Is the water still hot? Would you like some hot water in? ””That's enough. It's warm.” He Fanxing took back his hand. Guo Jingjing put down the basin and handed over the dry towel. He Fanxing wiped off the excess water on his hand. ”Now you're good enough to wait for me in the living room. Don't come in again.”
He Fanxing drove Guo Jingjing out of the kitchen. Guo Jingjing simply walked to the eight immortals table and sat down, dragging his chin for dinner.
The time of the next bar was very fast, about ten minutes. Hefan restaurant took a bowl and filled one for each of them. When it came out, the fragrant and smooth noodles were mixed with green vegetables and a poached egg. It was more delicious than those sold in the store.
”Hungry? Eat it. There's more in the pot. I'll give you more if it's not enough. ”