lifetime

"I saw a pimple on your chin, that's why..."

It's over, this sentence has stabbed the hornet's nest again.

"If your eyesight is not working well, go and wear reading glasses. That's your acne."

Turning around and going upstairs bitterly, there was a gust of wind around Shao Kou.

The tsundere little prince always cares most about his looks.

Bian Mu went upstairs slowly, and stood still in front of the mirror. Hey, there is a small red spot on his chin, but it is not a pimple, nor is it raised. Man, "Is there any ointment for mosquito bites?"

The hand rubbing the rag paused, and looked back at the person who was speaking. Looking closely, it was indeed not acne, "It's okay, it will disappear on its own in a few days, there may be mosquitoes, and I will go and install the screens later."

It doesn't grow on you, it's easy to say, but fortunately, he has a spray of anti-bacterial and anti-virus, hum, "Let's eat."

Bian Mu doesn't like sauce, it's too salty. He only drank a bowl of sweet porridge and ate a few mouthfuls of tofu. After the meal, he sat in front of the window and ate strawberry pudding with freshly squeezed blueberry juice. It fell involuntarily on the body of the man who was washing the screen window in the yard. The broad top collapsed into an undulating arc, and the profile of the side was like a strong wheat. The lips were pursed, obviously it was quite cool, the sun was fine, but it was still cold.

The screen window has been placed for more than half a year, and there is a little dust, so I simply flush it, and other rooms have to be installed, about 20 more, and I don’t need to do anything else for a whole day. I originally wanted to turn over the ground in the yard, but wait until tomorrow .

The two men are very busy, one is reading a book, the other is keeping a window, they do not interfere with each other, but they are intermingled with each other. There is a dog in the middle as a medium to connect emotional information. The little bastard is also interesting. Go to Shao Kou's with short legs, make a fuss for a while, and then go back to Bian Mu and pretend to be a cultured person, coming and going, inside and outside the house, making the two men laugh so hard, this little bastard.

At noon, Shao Kou finished the downstairs and went to the kitchen to clean up the fish. The sea bass was relatively fresh, so he put some oil and seasoning into the pot and steamed it. The soybean sprouts were all as strong as a cow, and they were mixed with bacon and sausage. Son, um, let’s spread some spicy eggs, there’s still a lack of soup, cut some cucumber shreds, pinch a few shrimp balls and boil it, and that’s it The food that comes out tastes completely different. There are only two important things in life, one is eating and the other is sleeping.

"Dinner, great writer."

People who can read through books are so enviable. Shao Kou really doesn't have that kind of cell, just looking at the densely packed characters is like suffering from the disease of spring sleepiness and autumn exhaustion, and he is sleepy and panicked.

Bian Mu was seeing Xing's head, and waved him to step aside, not to block the light, and never raised his head.

The large slippers took a step back, turned back to the kitchen, covered all the dishes with sea bowls, turned around and went upstairs with the screen window.

The afternoon sun was quite warm. When Bianmu turned to the last page, he felt a little emotional. This book, which talks about a very simple thing, can cause a chain reaction among many people. Everyone has a different attitude towards things. The result will be different, as the saying goes, there is no free lunch in the world, even if you work hard now, but you have no achievements, don’t be afraid, don’t be depressed, because, one day, happiness will knock on your door.

Happiness, it’s really hard to get it, not only love, but anything that meets your expectations, the smile on your lips is happiness, so, in the same way, can we lower our expectations Well, in that way, isn’t it easy to achieve? The extra part is the extra sense of happiness. A person who is happy every day is created by such a great charm, isn’t it?Everyone who is working hard with self-discipline.

He can feel a lot of emotions from the book every time, he understands, he also understands, but he still can't touch the level mentioned in it, always like an outsider, isolated from the outside, Bian Mu was very young I went to the hospital for an examination to see if I have autism or autism, and I have also consulted a psychologist, but when I grow up, I don’t want to talk so much with strangers, and I don’t want to be in contact with strange things anymore. , anyway, he felt that he was not sick.

Holding the book and thinking for a long time, I opened my eyes and looked around. The ancient clock had already pointed to two o'clock. Hey, why didn't that old man ask him to eat? He starved to death every day as his ultimate goal.

"Xiao Kouzi? Where's the person?"

Slapped the sticky little bastard away and went straight upstairs.

Shao Kou was standing on the window sill on the right, with most of his body tilted outside, when Bian Mu saw it, he couldn't straighten up with joy, "The trapeze man, are you, or, Spider-Man?"

Take pleasure in other's misfortune, I will obey you.

"Hand me the screwdriver, it's on the left."

I am Gekko.

"Oh, you thank me?"

Behind the back of one hand, the other hand picked up the flat-head screwdriver on the left, and teased him with his face raised.

"Verbal thanks are so insincere, I made you steamed sea bass."

In my eyes, you are a real foodie.

"You call it, measure the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain."

I have never eaten fish, and I am still thinking about a broken bass.

"Xiaoren thank you gentleman, that's all right, give it to me."

It's only a crack, and it can get stuck with a little bit of separation. This person can really waste time, and there are six or seven more.

"Here, here you go, hurry up, I'm hungry."

You are the king of the mountain, and you are the one who says everything.

It was 02:30, and the two men sat down to eat peacefully. Bian Mu was fine with eating fish, he only ate fish eyes and fish belly, and feared that there would be thorns in other places, Shao Kou estimated.

The two have a clear division of labor, one eats the head and tail, and the other eats the stomach. Soon there is only a bony shark fin left over from a sea bass, and the soybean sprouts are relatively good for rice, so there are not many left.

"This soup is not good."

If it doesn't taste good, don't drink it.

"Like the one from last time, Diyangpi Tang?"

I still remember the joke that came out, beauty and beauty.

"Well, okay, I will make some tomorrow. That thing is just like yours. It looks ugly, but it still has nutritional value."

Ugly is ugly, why bother with him.

"Tomorrow, I'll make you stir-fried cocoon pupae, which have higher nutritional value."

What the hell is this?

He felt that the food he had eaten in the past was all fake, why he didn’t know what it was made of, he only knew how it tasted, whether it was good or not, besides, the names of the menus were all elegant and impressive, he really didn’t know what they were ?

"Don't give me anything out of the ordinary. If you eat something bad, I don't want to get an injection."

I secretly thought in my heart, one day I will roast two pork kidneys and eggs for you to eat, so that you can experience what is really weird.

"You city people haven't even eaten cocoons?"

There should be one in the big hotel.

"What does it look like, let me think about it."

Forget it, he is a language deficient.

"I'll go buy some tomorrow, and you'll see."

I happened to get some owl ear dishes, and when I came back, I fiddled with some pimple soup to drink. That thing came out after it snowed, and it was very fresh.

A person who is particularly interested in food proves that he also has great taste in life, at least, Shao Kou thinks so.

After tidying up the dishes and chopsticks, put away the dry clothes, and put his own neatly in the closet, the little ancestor needs to spray some softener, in the straight hanging closet, the same goes for the trousers, clip them one by one, and arrange them in order of color , and finally the trousers and socks. When he was shaking his trousers, Bian Mu happened to come in. Seeing his skillful technique, he joked, "Hey, you're pretty, you're smart, you're smart, you're ingenious."

He is also generous with the idiom Solitaire.

"Heart, heart to heart, seal thief as father, father hurts."

What the hell?Bian Mu obviously didn't get his point, and his face was confused.

Shao Kou couldn't help lowering his hair and laughing. He put the underwear of various colors and patterns neatly one by one, and explained, "I'm speaking in dialect. What do you want to eat at night?"

The topic changed too quickly, Bian Mu had just finished eating, he had no appetite, and was a little sleepy, so he sat on the edge of the bed and talked to him, "Well, I want something spicy, that pudding is a bit hard."

If it's spicy, then go buy some duck and drink two bottles of beer. It's cool.

"Then I'll drive to the city later, buy some duck products, and some cakes, what else do you want?"

I want to sleep.

Before getting confused, he still didn't forget to veto him, "No, let's go together tomorrow..."

Why don't you take him with you when you go out to have fun? It's too much, but when he is sleepy, it can't be done, Zhou Gong is pulling him to play chess, you wait until I wake up.

The standing man laughed again. He also envied that he could sleep as soon as he said it. Well, little pig, I just don't know if he can snore.

The socks are almost all monochromatic. Roll them up and put them in the cabinet, and block the white gauze curtain. It's hard to appreciate his posture. He bends down and puts his slippers under the bed, and uses his arms to half hug him and move him away. To the center, Xia Tian's thin quilt was put on a little, and then he turned and went out.

The little bastard was quite self-conscious, lying down honestly in the nest by the door, seeing him come out whimpering halfway, clawing forward with his paws, he was also very sleepy.

Really, there is a dog for every kind of master, and they are all right.

Shao Kou continued to install the screens, lowered his voice, entered the studio, glanced at the surrounding walls, and then opened the black curtains, jumped out, finished his work in a strong figure, jumped down again, and illuminated the curtains. Pull back from the original appearance, turn around and knock on the wall, touch or knock lightly up and down, step over several paintings, stare at the door and ponder, there is no abnormality upstairs and downstairs, where is it?

Strolled around upstairs and downstairs before going to the supermarket. The snow stopped today, and many people came out to breathe fresh air. The old man who sipped tofu kept talking. The restaurant at the head of the village is well run, and the people in our village are going to be lively.

Looking at him from a distance, he waved at him, "I invite you to dinner in a few days, oh, and that little boss, call me together."

The author has something to say: Shao Kou: Going to dinner?

Bian Mu: What the hell?

Shao Kou: Let's eat.

Bian Mu: Do you want to invite me?

Shao Kou: No, someone else.

Bian Mu: Someone wants to invite me to dinner?

Shao Kou: Please join us.

Bian Mu: Well, this sentence has won my heart.