It was already late at night when Jin Qing returned to Ding Xiaoqi's rental house.
In order to save money, Ding Xiaoqi rented a shabby house with a small courtyard in a slum area.
Because it is an old-fashioned building, the rental house is very narrow. The entire house is less than 20 square meters, but fortunately there is a yard of about one square meter where debris can be stored.
Entering the room, there is a large bed that almost takes up the entire room.
When Jin Qing came back, Ding Xiaoqi was sitting cross-legged on the bed, staring blankly at the small dining table in front of him and the small lamp on the table.
Jin Qing looked at the two patches on his undershirt. Why did she feel that as soon as she entered this room, it was like stepping into the 1950s, except that there was an old man sitting on the kang to mend clothes?
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Hearing Jin Qing's footsteps, Ding Xiaoqi turned around suddenly and saw Jin Qing.
Ding Xiaoqi flattened his mouth and held back the tears that almost came out. Then he opened his mouth and cursed, "You idiot, why did you come back so late? The food is cold. Just make do with it!"
Then he turned around and went to the ground to sleep on the floor that he had already laid. After a day of tossing and tossing, he had already lost the strength. This damn bitch couldn't even think of asking him to wash the dishes.
Jin Qing scratched her head. Should she slap Ding Xiaoqi a few times now to express her dissatisfaction?
Looking at the back of Ding Xiaoqi's head, Jin Qing turned his attention to the small table in front of him.
Under the yellow-orange light from the small desk lamp, Jin Qing saw a large bowl of egg-fried rice in front of him, with three pieces of ribs neatly stacked on top of the rice.
The rice bowl was placed in a basin of hot water, so it is still warm.
Jin Qing looked at the meal in front of him, moved to the bed, and kicked Ding Xiaoqi who was lying on the floor.
Ding Xiaoqi hid aside irritably and asked angrily, "What are you doing?"
Jin Qing puffed up her cheeks and asked Ding Xiaoqi, "Why are there only three pieces of ribs?" She didn't know why, but she always felt that Ding Xiaoqi gave her a very familiar feeling.
Ding Xiaoqi lay on the ground and replied dully, "Meat has become more expensive recently!"
Jin Qing: "Don't tell her, this little Wangdan only bought three pieces of pork ribs to stew."
Then Jin Qing snapped, "Does it cost enough to stew such a small amount of food?"
Ding Xiaoqi snorted disdainfully, "I made it with briquettes!" How did this bitch figure out that he could afford gas!
Jin Qing "Okay, you win."
While eating, Jin Qing suddenly thought of something and asked Ding Xiaoqi, "What did you eat at night?"
Ding Xiaoqi was lying on the ground and snorted, "Fuck you!" He only had these rice, and he put them all in Jin Qing's bowl!
Then Jin Qing stopped talking, and for a while the only sound of Jin Qing's chewing was heard in the room.
After a while, Ding Xiaoqi heard the sound of Jin Qing placing the small table on the ground, then turning off the lamp and falling asleep.
Ding Xiaoqi grinned, this bitch really only eats and sleeps!
Then, Ding Xiaoqi crept up and stood up, intending to take the small dining table on the ground to the courtyard to clean it up.
As a result, just as he walked into the courtyard with the small dining table in his arms, Ding Xiaoqi saw a small amount of egg fried rice placed on the plate originally used to cover the egg fried rice, and there was half a piece of the rice that Jin Qing had just broken off.
of short ribs.
Seeing this, Ding Xiaoqi burst into tears instantly. Is this because she cares about him?
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He was complaining about the host's stinginess in the room. The food was not enough for one person to eat, and he didn't know what the host was thinking!
Ding Xiaoqi slowly finished the rice and meat that Jin Qing left for him in the yard, then turned back to the house and lay on the ground, quietly listening to Jin Qing's steady breathing on the bed, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth.
It's so nice to be by his side!
Jin Qing slept deeply. When she woke up, Ding Xiaoqi was already cooking porridge outside the hospital.
Ding Xiaoqi used the pot that his previous landlord used to cook braised pork, poured the last bit of rice he had left into it, and cooked a bucket full of porridge.
Then he frowned and looked at the porridge bucket, which seemed not big enough! He had seen the appetite of that girl yesterday.
Ding Xiaoqi thought about it for a moment, turned around, scooped two more ladles of water from the water tank behind him and poured it into the bucket. He was satisfied to see that the porridge bucket was full instantly, and then dropped two drops of oil into it, so that he would not be afraid of splashing.
The pot is gone.
From the window, Jin Qing saw Ding Xiaoqi's masterful figure smashing Yahuazi's cheap brother, who seemed a bit stingy!
Ding Xiaoqi didn't know that Jin Qing was sitting at the window looking at him. He turned over the fire in the coal stove. Seeing that the fire became more intense, he turned around and went to wash up!
Only then did Jin Qing see the whole courtyard clearly.
The coal stove where Ding Xiaoqi cooks is set up in the yard, covered by a thick tarpaulin. It is certain that wind and rain will not affect the stove.
There are some green creeping plants planted neatly in the yard, which looks pleasing to the eye.
But at the base of the wall behind these plants, Jin Qing's sharp eyes saw some piles of various empty wine bottles and cans that were as high as the wall!
At this time, Ding Xiaoqi also walked in. Jin Qing saw that although Ding Xiaoqi was clean, there were patched shirts and shorts everywhere. He pointed at the wine bottles and asked Ding Xiaoqi, "Did you drink that?"
Ding Xiaoqi didn't say anything, but walked past Jin Qing coldly. If he drank so much wine, he would have been drunk to death!
Jin Qing asked: "Why is this person so unfriendly to her, but she still doesn't want to leave!"
707 Hehe, I’m making you so stupid!
This time, Ding Xiaoqi did not set up a small dining table in the house. Instead, he put a small rubber cover on the four legs of the small dining table and placed the table directly in the yard.
When the porridge was cooked, Ding Xiaoqi took out a small bowl, walked to the porridge bucket, scooped out a bowl of rice soup from the top, then sat down at the table and motioned to Jin Qing, "The rest is yours!"
Jin Qing looked at the rice soup with no rice grains in front of Ding Xiaoqi and raised his eyebrows. This guy is really smart!
Then Jin Qing didn't show any pretense. He lifted the porridge bucket and placed it on the ground. Then he carefully drank the porridge with the spoon that Ding Xiaoqi had just used to scoop the porridge. The key was that the freshly boiled porridge was too hot!
For a while, the two of them were drinking porridge in the courtyard without saying a word. Since they were both unemployed now, they had plenty of time.
But what puzzled Jin Qing was that Ding Xiaoqi's small bowl of rice soup actually drank slower than his own bucket of porridge!
Jin Qing felt unaccustomed to such a quiet atmosphere. Jin Qing saw that the porridge was almost cold, so he picked up the porridge bucket and poured it into his mouth.
Ding Xiaoqi looked at Jin Qing's movements without even raising an eyebrow, as if Jin Qing's current behavior was what he expected.
Finally, the bucket of porridge reached the bottom. Jin Qing grabbed the spoon in his hand and carefully scraped the wall of the bucket. A series of sizzling sounds could be heard in the yard. When Jin Qing returned to Ding Xiaoqi's rental house, it was already late at night.
In order to save money, Ding Xiaoqi rented a shabby house with a small courtyard in a slum area.
Because it is an old-fashioned building, the rental house is very narrow. The entire house is less than 20 square meters, but fortunately there is a yard of about one square meter where debris can be stored.
Entering the room, there is a large bed that almost takes up the entire room.
When Jin Qing came back, Ding Xiaoqi was sitting cross-legged on the bed, staring blankly at the small dining table in front of him and the small lamp on the table.
Jin Qing looked at the two patches on his undershirt. Why did she feel that as soon as she entered this room, it was like stepping into the 1950s, except that there was an old man sitting on the kang to mend clothes?
.
Hearing Jin Qing's footsteps, Ding Xiaoqi turned around suddenly and saw Jin Qing.
Ding Xiaoqi flattened his mouth and held back the tears that almost came out. Then he opened his mouth and cursed, "You idiot, why did you come back so late? The food is cold. Just make do with it!" .??.
Then he turned around and went to the ground to sleep on the floor that he had already laid. After a day of tossing and tossing, he had already lost the strength. This damn bitch couldn't even think of asking him to wash the dishes.
Jin Qing scratched her head. Should she slap Ding Xiaoqi a few times now to express her dissatisfaction?
Looking at the back of Ding Xiaoqi's head, Jin Qing turned his attention to the small table in front of him.
Under the yellow-orange light from the small desk lamp, Jin Qing saw a large bowl of egg-fried rice in front of him, with three pieces of ribs neatly stacked on top of the rice.
The rice bowl was placed in a basin of hot water, so it is still warm.
Jin Qing looked at the meal in front of him, moved to the bed, and kicked Ding Xiaoqi who was lying on the floor.
Ding Xiaoqi hid aside irritably and asked angrily, "What are you doing?"
Jin Qing puffed up her cheeks and asked Ding Xiaoqi, "Why are there only three pieces of ribs?" She didn't know why, but she always felt that Ding Xiaoqi gave her a very familiar feeling.
Ding Xiaoqi lay on the ground and replied dully, "Meat has become more expensive recently!"
Jin Qing: "Don't tell her, this little Wangdan only bought three pieces of pork ribs to stew."
Then Jin Qing snapped, "Does it cost enough to stew such a small amount of food?"
Ding Xiaoqi snorted disdainfully, "I made it with briquettes!" How did this bitch figure out that he could afford gas!
Jin Qing "Okay, you win."
While eating, Jin Qing suddenly thought of something and asked Ding Xiaoqi, "What did you eat at night?"
Ding Xiaoqi was lying on the ground and snorted, "Fuck you!" He only had these rice, and he put them all in Jin Qing's bowl!
Then Jin Qing stopped talking, and for a while the only sound of Jin Qing's chewing was heard in the room.
After a while, Ding Xiaoqi heard the sound of Jin Qing placing the small table on the ground, then turning off the lamp and falling asleep.
Ding Xiaoqi grinned, this bitch really only eats and sleeps!
Then, Ding Xiaoqi crept up and stood up, intending to take the small dining table on the ground to the courtyard to clean it up.
As a result, just as he walked into the courtyard with the small dining table in his arms, Ding Xiaoqi saw a small amount of egg fried rice placed on the plate originally used to cover the egg fried rice, and there was half a piece of the rice that Jin Qing had just broken off.
of short ribs.
Seeing this, Ding Xiaoqi burst into tears instantly. Is this because she cares about him?
707
He was complaining about the host's stinginess in the room. The food was not enough for one person to eat, and he didn't know what the host was thinking!
Ding Xiaoqi slowly finished the rice and meat that Jin Qing left for him in the yard, then turned back to the house and lay on the ground, quietly listening to Jin Qing's steady breathing on the bed, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth.
It's so nice to be by his side!
Jin Qing slept deeply. When she woke up, Ding Xiaoqi was already cooking porridge outside the hospital.
Ding Xiaoqi used the pot that his previous landlord used to cook braised pork, poured the last bit of rice he had left into it, and cooked a bucket full of porridge.
Then he frowned and looked at the porridge bucket, which seemed not big enough! He had seen the appetite of that girl yesterday.
Ding Xiaoqi thought about it for a moment, turned around, scooped two more ladles of water from the water tank behind him and poured it into the bucket. He was satisfied to see that the porridge bucket was full instantly, and then dropped two drops of oil into it, so that he would not be afraid of splashing.
The pot is gone.
From the window, Jin Qing saw Ding Xiaoqi's masterful figure smashing Yahuazi's cheap brother, who seemed a bit stingy!
Ding Xiaoqi didn't know that Jin Qing was sitting at the window looking at him. He turned over the fire in the coal stove. Seeing that the fire became more intense, he turned around and went to wash up!
Only then did Jin Qing see the whole courtyard clearly.
The coal stove where Ding Xiaoqi cooks is set up in the yard, covered by a thick tarpaulin. It is certain that wind and rain will not affect the stove.
There are some green creeping plants planted neatly in the yard, which looks pleasing to the eye.
But at the base of the wall behind these plants, Jin Qing's sharp eyes saw some piles of various empty wine bottles and cans that were as high as the wall!
At this time, Ding Xiaoqi also walked in. Jin Qing saw that although Ding Xiaoqi was clean, there were patched shirts and shorts everywhere. He pointed at the wine bottles and asked Ding Xiaoqi, "Did you drink that?"
Ding Xiaoqi didn't say anything, but walked past Jin Qing coldly. If he drank so much wine, he would have been drunk to death!
Jin Qing asked: "Why is this person so unfriendly to her, but she still doesn't want to leave!"
707 Hehe, I’m making you so stupid!
This time, Ding Xiaoqi did not set up a small dining table in the house. Instead, he put a small rubber cover on the four legs of the small dining table and placed the table directly in the yard.
When the porridge was cooked, Ding Xiaoqi took out a small bowl, walked to the porridge bucket, scooped out a bowl of rice soup from the top, then sat down at the table and motioned to Jin Qing, "The rest is yours!"
Jin Qing looked at the rice soup with no rice grains in front of Ding Xiaoqi and raised his eyebrows. This guy is really smart!
Then Jin Qing didn't show any pretense. He lifted the porridge bucket and placed it on the ground. Then he carefully drank the porridge with the spoon that Ding Xiaoqi had just used to scoop the porridge. The key was that the freshly boiled porridge was too hot!
For a while, the two of them were drinking porridge in the courtyard without saying a word. Since they were both unemployed now, they had plenty of time.
But what puzzled Jin Qing was that Ding Xiaoqi's small bowl of rice soup actually drank slower than his own bucket of porridge!
Jin Qing felt unaccustomed to such a quiet atmosphere. Jin Qing saw that the porridge was almost cold, so he picked up the porridge bucket and poured it into his mouth.
Ding Xiaoqi looked at Jin Qing's movements without even raising an eyebrow, as if Jin Qing's current behavior was what he expected.
Finally, the bucket of porridge reached the bottom. Jin Qing grabbed the spoon in his hand and carefully scraped the wall of the bucket. A series of sizzling sounds could be heard in the yard.