Even though Kwa Chow was so cool, Xiao ran still took the subway and took the bus to Zhou Hua's house.
Sure enough, she took advantage of the absence of other neighbors on the floor, secretly opened the mat at brother Zhou's door, and saw the key placed below at a glance.
She quickly picked it up like a thief, and then looked around. When no one noticed her, she pretended that nothing was going on, and went to open the door in a big way.
The key is inserted into the door hole, and the door is opened after three turns of gently turning.
She laughingly pulled out the key, picked up the bag on the ground and went straight to the kitchen where she had been missing all day.
Divide the purchased ingredients into different categories, figure out what to do today, and immediately start to do it, wash and cut vegetables, put on hot oil... Br >
with the happy ditty, the tiredness of the day's work is liberated.
Sure enough, the big kitchen is different. She's in a good mood. She can dance in three circles on the left and three circles on the right.
When Zhou Hua came back, four dishes and one soup were already on the table. Xiao ran smiled and stood at the table, sorting out the dishes and watching him smile. "Brother Zhou, are you back?"
Zhou Hua stood at the entrance, holding his briefcase in his hand, and remained motionless.
This kind of scene that he can't dream of is really realized today. When he comes back from work, not only someone lights up the light for him, but also the smell of food is all over the room, which gives him a warmth of home, which he hasn't experienced for many years.
Every time when he comes back from work, he stands under the building and looks up. When he sees other people's houses with bright lights, and his windows are always dark, his heart is inexplicably cold.
Living in this fast-paced city is hard enough. What's more, when I come home from work every day, I am alone. I cook a bowl of tasteless white water by myself. I just grab two of them, take a bath, brush the news and fall asleep in bed.
For a long time, he felt that he didn't know himself. He seemed to be a dead body without soul, leaving early and returning late every day, living a life without any difference day by day.
Now when he opened the door and entered the room, he was greeted by a round smiling face with vitality and a table full of dinner. He seemed to feel that he had come back to life again, and the wonderful life he had dreamed about had come back again.
"What are you doing? Brother Zhou, change your shoes and come in quickly. How can you make it as if I am the host and you are the guest? I'm embarrassed." Xiaoran put the dishes and chopsticks in place. Seeing where Zhou Hua was still standing, he couldn't help but watch him joking.
Zhou Hua responded with a slightly embarrassed smile and hurriedly sat on the shoe changing stool to change shoes. "I'm so happy. I haven't been here for a long time. I feel like I'm living in an ice cellar without popularity."
Hearing Zhou Hua's words like this, Xiao ran was happy. "Hey, that's because you don't cook alone. There must be smoke and fire in this family. Don't look at the smoke and fire when cooking, but it's the smoke and fire that makes the family more warm."
"Hey, if you want to solve the problem, you have to work harder to catch up with the girl you like." Little ran said heartlessly.
Zhou Huahong's face, low way: "I refuel."