Self-cultivation with a plate of tomato scrambled eggs

Chapter 4

Every day after that day was not different, they still woke up in the morning as before—this sentence means that Li Tianqi was lying on his bed, maintaining the posture when he fell asleep, and slowly opened his eyes. Eyes, then turned his head, and found that Song Xiaowu on the next bed was sleeping together with the pillow and quilt, and it was indistinguishable from each other.

Li Tianqi couldn't help laughing, then sat up, straightened Song Xiaowu's messy hair, pulled out the thin quilt wrapped around his thighs and covered him again, and then got up to wash.

They have always been relatives of each other, since seven years ago.The difference brought about by what happened that day is that the intimacy that used to seem subtle in the past has a sudden explanation.

Seven years ago, Li Tianqi was the same age as Song Xiaowu now. He was 22 years old. Li Ji Restaurant, which has just opened for a year, earns 300 yuan a month, and his biggest goal is to buy this 4000 yuan shop.

One summer evening, Li Tianqi saw that there was not much beer in the refrigerator, so he planned to go to the small supermarket across the street to buy a few boxes and come back. As soon as he entered the store, he saw a child standing in front of the proprietress across the cash register.

The kid looked about eleven or twelve years old at most, he was wearing a school uniform that he picked up somewhere, it was from a middle school far away from here, it was so empty on his body that it looked like he was wearing a huge school uniform The woven pockets were average, and the two sleeves, which were supposed to be white, were also dirty.

However, he has a pair of eyes that are hard to forget once seen, very big and very bright—although he only raised his head hastily for a moment when Li Tianqi stepped in, and then lowered his head again, looking ashamed, but clenched his eyes tightly. Gritting his teeth, it seems that there is still something that he is unwilling to give up.

His hands were in his pockets, but what he was clutching was already exposed: two packs of crispy noodles cost only fifty cents.

Anyone can see what happened in this situation. For some special reason, Li Tianqi walked over: "Sister Yuan, haven't you had dinner yet?"

The proprietress known as Sister Yuan finally showed a smile: "Yes, I'm waiting for Brother Xu to change shifts. What can I buy?"

"Replenish a few cases of beer, the kind that costs three and a half dollars. I'll carry it myself."

"Hey, how can you move it by yourself? Take two pieces back first, and ask Brother Xu to pull the rest for you later."

"It's okay, that's really troublesome for Sister Yuan. By the way," Li Tianqi smiled and picked up the collar of the child standing stiffly beside him, "I took this child back too. I'm really sorry that I didn't look at it for a while. Just mess you up."

When Sister Yuan saw what he said, she didn't doubt that it was false, so she agreed immediately: "It's not to add to the chaos, children of this age can't be bothered."

Li Tianqi agreed, and waited for Sister Yuan to bring out the two beers, then let go of the child's collar, and pushed him forward: "Go, carry one, follow me."

The child's back was very stiff, but he still walked over to lift the wine box as Li Tianqi said. Li Tianqi paid the money, greeted the proprietress, lifted another box of wine, and said to the child: "Let's go."

This child is naturally Song Xiaowu.But just as Li Tianqi didn't realize that the waist-high kid in front of him was actually 15 years old, he didn't think about how much the innocent and honest Song Xiaowu had in mind.Just when he brought the freshly cooked bowl of wontons to Song Xiaowu, he turned around to put the beer into the refrigerator, and when he turned around again, Song Xiaowu had disappeared even with the bowl.

Li Tianqi's kindness is limited, or it can be said that he was completely influenced by the woman he called Sister Yan, so after Song Xiaowu didn't appreciate it and ran away secretly, Li Tianqi had no intention of chasing after her to help others.

However, at noon the next day, Song Xiaowu came by himself again.

He was still wearing yesterday's school uniform, took out the bowl from behind, and smiled flatteringly: "Brother, I washed the bowl for you and sent it back. I really don't know how to thank you, otherwise, look at us The business of this shop is so good, brother, you can't do it alone, how about I help you? Don't talk about wages, I just have a meal, you see..."

"Don't call me elder brother." Li Tianqi's head had already cooled down at this moment, and seeing that the child was obviously an old oily kid who knew him well on the street, he said, "Let's leave the bowl there." I couldn't hold back and added another sentence: "You are still young, go back and study for a few more days, and you will know that there is no harm in the future."

Song Xiaowu saw that it was useless for Fu Gao to be a child for a long time, and he was being trained like a grandson, so he couldn't help but broke his smile and burst into a foul language: "Who are you? If Mao Changqi didn't exist, you will take care of me?" He was still thinking Seeing that Li Tianqi was young, although his expression was not kind enough, he didn't see any hostility. He probably didn't count for anything in this territory. Back collar: "I invited you to eat because you are here to scold me?" Song Xiaowu clearly felt that Li Tianqi was strong, and he might not be easy to provoke. "You, let go of my clothes first." "Okay," Li Tianqi let go, and pushed Song Xiaowu two steps in with a casual push, "Go and wash all the dishes in the kitchen, I don't care about you." .”

After the peak breakfast period, Li Tianqi had already washed a round of dishes, and there were not many dishes piled in the pool at the moment, but Song Xiaowu was not convinced, and secondly, he still missed his grandma, so he wanted to take advantage of it when he had time to spare. Li Tianqi ran out unpreparedly, but as if Li Tianqi had expected his movement, he easily grabbed him again and snorted.

While struggling, Song Xiaowu yelled: "I just ate your bowl of wontons, I can't even give you the money, you fucking let go!"

Li Tianqi grabbed both of Song Xiaowu's arms with his other hand, and said, "You still earn? Don't forget, I didn't just reward you with a bowl of wontons. Who brought you out of the supermarket?"

Song Xiaowu paused for a moment, and then struggled even worse: "You...you, you know what an ass! Who begged you to pretend to be a good person? I didn't say I would come with you..."

Li Tianqi lost his patience, and directly dragged him into the kitchen: "Then if you have the backbone, don't come here, let alone steal the bowl.

Song Xiaowu suddenly seemed to be stabbed, wanted to yell something but held back, held back for a while, turned around and stood by the sink, turned his back to Li Tianqi and said: "I'll return your wonton after washing the dishes !"

"can."

Only then did Song Xiaowu reach out to pick up the bowl, but was stopped by Li Tianqi: "Wash your hands first." Song Xiaowu snorted, and washed his hands angrily, not daring to be careless about washing the dishes.

Song Xiaowu has been with Li Tianqi ever since.He arrives at six o'clock every morning. He first carried a bag of steamed buns and soy milk and sneaked away to eat it. He came back every half an hour to help Li Tianqi serve dishes or pack things for the students and white-collar workers who came to have breakfast. take away.At eight o'clock, the middle school on the street opposite the restaurant rang the class bell, and the morning rush hour mainly for students passed, and Song Xiaowu hurried to his school again - they didn't start class until 08:30 , Song Xiaowu was reluctant to part with the one dollar bus fare, so he could catch up with the running method of the 800-meter test all the way.

In the afternoon, after Song Xiaowu got out of class at 04:30, the first thing he did when he came here was to carry a grocery bag of wontons or shredded chicken noodle soup and run out. He didn't come back until nearly six o'clock to wash the piles of bowls waiting for him.

Usually, in the middle of washing, Song Xiaowu's stomach would start to ebb and flow. Li Tianqi, the supervisor at the side, watched it amused, and often asked: "Your big bowl of wontons all leaked from the esophagus? Have you never seen digestion?" function as well as yours."

Having said that, Li Tianqi has also passed the age of "half a child, eats me to death", and most likely he will look at what is left in the kitchen, and then make a bowl for Song Xiaowu, an illegal child labor Song Xiaowu's day, usually like this finished.

It was also in this situation that he ate the first plate of tomato scrambled eggs in his life: two overripe red tomatoes, a few eggs that were close to the expiration date, and two slightly dry yellow shallots. It was purely for Li Tianqi to clean the refrigerator. The casually stir-fried food has become the unique and ultimate delicacy in Song Xiaowu's heart. Happiness clouds lift him up into the air, as if he is in an unreal beautiful world, making him feel elated.

Song Xiaowu had never eaten such a homely dish before.When his mother was still living at home, she had never been in the kitchen. She was an ambitious woman, otherwise she would not have been able to board the big ship of Mr. Yao. It is a pity that she was only regarded as a shoal, and she could be docked for a while. Take her with her. Let's go on a long voyage together.Later, she took the 20 from Yao's family and wanted to go south with her new boyfriend to make a lot of money. After that, she never showed her face again, leaving only Song Xiaowu with her grandmother who suffered from high blood pressure, heart disease, cataracts and other senile diseases. depend on each other.

Because of this plate of tomato scrambled eggs, Song Xiaowu finally stopped being duplicity when facing Li Tianqi, and completely abandoned the previous suspicions.