summer fireworks

Song Zhilin's plate of oriole meat was obviously not as deep-fried as Grandma Song's. Yan Shu ate two pieces, but he didn't have the crispy outside and tender inside.

Yan Shu is very picky about what she eats, if she hasn't eaten grandma's fried version, it's fine, but she has, and now she eats Song Zhilin's fried version, and she doesn't feel that way.Although she felt that she should eat more just to make Song Zhilin happy, but she really didn't want to eat it.

After eating two pieces, she put down her chopsticks and continued to laugh and chat with Grandma Song, watching her knitting.

Song Zhilin watched her movements, feeling a little unhappy in his heart.

Yan Shu said that he wanted to eat fried oriole meat, so she went to fry it for her. They were obviously still arguing... Isn't this a concession?

Could it be that the one I fried for her was so unpalatable that I wouldn't eat it after only two bites?

Song Zhilin took a piece and tasted it herself. It was true that her fried food was not as delicious as grandma's fried food, but it was not so bad that she couldn't eat it.

While watching TV, Song Zhilin ate the oriole meat he fried, feeling like he didn't know what to eat.

From Song Zhilin's point of view, she took the initiative to fry this plate of oriole meat for Yan Shu, which was already asking for peace, but Yan Shu didn't appreciate it at all.

I really don't know whether Yan Shu just didn't think it tasted good, so he didn't eat it, or he was fighting with her, so he didn't eat it.

Song Zhilin ate most of a plate of oriole meat by himself.

She didn't talk much, just watched the TV, which further divided the living room into two parts.

On one side, Grandma Song and Yan Shu were having a lively chat, and on the other side, Song Zhilin was watching TV dully and eating a plate of failed oriole meat.

The atmosphere seemed very strange.

Grandma Song couldn't stand it anymore, she stopped her knitting and said, "It's almost five o'clock, let's make dinner."

Song Zhilin consciously stood up from the sofa, ready to cook.

The remaining half plate of oriole meat was placed on the coffee table, looking lonely and sad.

Grandma Song asked Yan Shu to sit on the sofa and watch TV, but did not ask her to help, and went into the kitchen with Song Zhilin.

"Eat hot pot at night, you should take out the pot first."

Song Zhilin responded, and took out the mandarin duck pot from the cupboard, and put it on the chopping board. Grandma Song who was beside her had already started to chop the peppers, prepared the big ingredients, and planned to start frying the bottom of the pot.

Seeing this, Song Zhilin went to the refrigerator to carry a bunch of side dishes into the kitchen. Yan Shu saw her movement, grabbed the back of the sofa, and asked, "Do you want me to help?"

"No need." Song Zhilin replied indifferently, thinking that you can't help much, she suddenly felt that she was going too far.Yan Shu also had good intentions, how could she think so?

Song Zhilin knew that people's thinking was uncontrollable, and she was indeed the type who would easily be disappointed in a person because of a trivial matter.She hoped that she was not like this. When those thoughts flashed, she would feel guilty towards Yan Shu, and then blame herself.It made her very sad.

Sometimes, Song Zhilin would even think: Why can't Yan Shu be a perfect person?

Song Zhilin put the pile of vegetables on the chopping board and cut them into different categories. The preliminary preparation for making hot pot is not difficult, it is nothing more than putting all the vegetables to be boiled on the plate, and there is really no need for Yan Shu to be here.Song Zhilin found a reason for herself.

Grandma Song put the lid on the pot and let the bottom of the pot sizzle in the pot. Looking at Song Zhilin's serious expression, she suddenly asked, "Did you quarrel with Xiaoyan?"

Song Zhilin froze for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to say "no", but seeing grandma's face, she knew it was pointless to lie to her.

"Well," Song Zhilin lowered her head, cutting a king oyster mushroom, "yes."

Grandma Song opened the lid of the pot and stirred the bottom of the pot. The rich aroma mixed with the spicy taste immediately filled the whole kitchen. She added a spoonful of big bone broth, stared at the bottom of the pot, and said to Song Zhilin casually: "Because Why?"

Song Zhilin didn't want to tell her at first, because it was really hard to tell.It can be big or small. It was just that she wanted to see a painting with Yan Shu, and Yan Shu didn't want such a trivial matter. Shu is not willing to be honest with her.

She could understand Yan Shu's reluctance to be seen by others, so Song Zhilin never entered Yan Shu's studio, but this painting was obviously done by her and it has been displayed in the shopping mall in the city center. Isn't that different? !

It can only be said that Yan Shu is too aggressive.

"Um……"

Song Zhilin finished cutting the Pleurotus eryngii and said, "There is a painting by Shushu on display. I wanted to see it, but she refused."

After Grandma Song heard it, she stirred the pot with the spatula, and said with a smile, "That's all?"

"Yes, but this one is different. I didn't want to let me see it at first, so I can understand it." Song Zhilin paused, "But I handled this painting and it has already been exhibited in the city center. What's wrong with that? Is it okay? I think she still has a side that she doesn’t want me to touch, even if I’ve seen it, she still doesn’t want to face it, she’s really deceiving herself.”

Grandma Song's pot bottom was already fried, she took out the pot bottom, put it in a bowl beside her, and cut up the remaining vegetables with Song Zhilin.

While chopping vegetables, she said, "Zhilin, it doesn't matter what this matter is, and it doesn't matter what you think and what you think... You don't know what she thinks, so your speculation is unreasonable."

"But she is also speculating about me." Song Zhilin said.

Grandma Song piled a handful of lettuce into the plate and said with a smile, "That's the problem."

Song Zhilin looked at her fixedly, and after a few seconds, she understood what grandma meant.

If she and Yan Shu were always guessing at each other, and the communication was what they thought they were communicating, then the dialogue would be meaningless.

Song Zhilin lowered her head and said, "Okay, I'll talk to her later."

Grandma Song nodded, walked out with two dishes, and shouted, "Eat hot pot!"

They prepared a lot of dishes, and the table was full. Needless to say, beef rolls and mutton rolls, Grandma Song also cut a piece of pork belly with skin, and sliced ​​it into slices as thin as cicada's wings, and put them on a white porcelain plate , the fat and lean meat are evenly distributed, which looks very attractive.

Song Zhilin likes to eat mushrooms. There are several kinds of mushrooms alone. Pleurotus eryngii is sliced, shiitake mushrooms are cut in half, and enoki mushrooms and oyster mushrooms are piled up in a small basket, with cabbage, duck blood, lettuce And rice cakes are also indispensable.

Yan Shu's eyes lit up when he saw this posture.

"A lot of dishes!"

She sat down with her chopsticks, eagerly staring at a plate of luncheon meat, and while waiting for the pot to boil, she asked, "It smells so good, did grandma fry the bottom of the pot by herself?"

Grandma Song nodded: "Yes, the bottom of the pot fried at home is delicious."

As soon as Yan Shu waited for the bottom of the pot to boil, he couldn't wait to put the meat in, staring at the undulating slices of meat in the pot.

Song Zhilin's heart suddenly softened when she saw her concentrate on eating.

Even if she thinks Yan Shu is bad in every way, even if she and Yan Shu are always arguing, she will still find that she really likes Yan Shu in many casual moments.

As long as this liking still exists, it is impossible for her to leave Yan Shu.

Song Zhilin sighed in her heart, and bought a few pieces of mushrooms for herself. Mushrooms were very difficult to cook, so she ate some easy-to-cook beef rolls first, and waited for the few pieces of mushrooms to be cooked, while doing homework with her grandma.

Yan Shu was also chatting with Grandma Song, but she found out that Song Zhilin was the same as when she first met her. On the surface, she looked normal and was still eating and chatting, but in fact, every time she came across a topic related to her , were all bypassed by Song Zhilin, as long as it was what she said, Song Zhilin would not answer it.

Yan Shu felt bored, or he would just lose his temper with her!It's really uncomfortable to bypass her words so secretly.

Yan Shu knew that Song Zhilin was making trouble. At that time, Song Zhilin looked at her with such a feeling of caring and wanting to run away. Yan Shu originally thought that after getting along with her for several months, she already knew what to do. Faced with Song Zhilin in every state, she suddenly realized that if Song Zhilin treated her like this, she really didn't know what to do.

Yan Shu looked at the hot pot, the few pieces of mushrooms were cooking in the pot, they were almost cooked, Yan Shu made a mistake, reached out his chopsticks to pick them up, and waited for Song Zhilin to tease her.

Unexpectedly, Song Zhilin didn't say anything, but just picked a few more pieces of shiitake mushrooms and put them into the hot pot.

Yan Shu was immediately discouraged.

She herself doesn't like to eat mushrooms, so she scooped up these pieces of mushrooms purely for Song Zhilin to say a few words to her, but Song Zhilin didn't even bother to scold her, so she just ignored it!

Yan Shu suddenly became flustered. She could accept Song Zhilin arguing with her, using the sharpest words to stab at the soft corners that only each other knew. Yan Shu felt that Song Zhilin could hurt each other with her, but if Song Zhilin ignored her, she would absolutely ignore her. unbearable.

Yan Shu suddenly felt that the whole bowl of dishes was tasteless, not to mention the two mushrooms at the top, which made him feel unappetizing.

Yan Shushi took two mouthfuls without knowing the taste, and her mind was no longer on eating.

Yan Shu remembered that when her paintings had just been sent to the exhibition, Yu Wei had given her a lot of tickets and asked her to distribute them to relatives and friends.

She had already given away most of the tickets and kept a few for emergencies.

While chewing the mushrooms, Yan Shu thought: If Song Zhilin really wanted to see the exhibition with her that much, and she took Song Zhilin to the exhibition, Song Zhilin would not be angry anymore, right?

After this idea popped up in Yan Shu's mind, it never disappeared.

Of course she didn't want Song Zhilin to watch the exhibition with her, her reluctance was not feigned, of course it couldn't be resolved overnight, but Yan Shu didn't want Song Zhilin to ignore her because of this.

Yan Shu pretended to be nonchalant, and looked at Song Zhilin who was sitting across from him. Song Zhilin was taking out the mushrooms she had just put into the pot, eating without distraction.

Yan Shu secretly sighed in her heart: After dinner, she will ask Song Zhilin if she wants to go to the exhibition with her.