Leonie is a beautiful German girl. She is just 17 years old this year, but she is already 175 centimeters tall. Although her arms are slender and she looks like she has just been "snapped" at a glance, her breasts are already quite large, and her green eyes are deep.
His gaze has a unique charm.
At the end of the meal, Leonie did not tell Wang Ai whether she knew Chinese.
At 1:30 in the afternoon, the warm sunshine shines on the leisurely Tübingen, and the people on the street are walking leisurely.
"Are you going to the dormitory this afternoon?" Leonie asked casually with her eyes half-closed and her calfskin shoes tapping on the road.
"I don't live in a dormitory, I have a house." Wang Ai answered while casually browsing the bright city.
"Let's go then, let's go and have a look."
"good."
In August, during the national youth training camp in Germany, Wang Ai's family of three came to Tübingen. Considering that Wang Ai's living habits were difficult to adapt to the student dormitory, I asked about the house prices in Tübingen. The price was okay.
I bought a three-story building in a community called "Denzenberg" southeast of the University of Tübingen, close to the north bank of the Ammer River, a tributary of the Neckar River. The backyard is larger and has more than a dozen stars.
The tree, facing the street in front, is very quiet, and the price is 300,000 euros. It has been renovated since I bought it, and it was just renovated at this time. The Ammer River behind the house begins to flow southward fifty meters to the west.
What makes Wang Ai most happy is that less than 200 meters to the east from this house is a simple standard football field, prepared for the public. There are not even seats around the field, and the lawn is regularly maintained by municipal staff. According to
Leonie said that there are actually ten such simple courts in the entire city of Tübingen, and there are also seven or eight special five-a-side courts. As for gymnasiums, swimming pools, climbing gyms, and baseball fields, they are dotted all over the place.
Wang Ai and Leonie walked northeast from the small town of Tubingen for about ten minutes, crossed a small bridge and walked fifty meters east, which was Wang Ai's house.
Just like an ordinary German small building, it has a tawny cover. Wang Ai took out the key and opened the door, made a gesture to invite in, and said to the German girl: "Your beautiful princess, welcome to my palace.
!”
Leonie raised her long neck, nodded proudly, lifted up her non-existent long skirt, and stepped up the steps.
The two of them walked around the small partition in front of the door, and what they saw were crystal lamps, gilt furniture, milky white stairs and a dazzling array of high-end appliances. There are bedrooms, bathrooms, and utility rooms on the first and second floors. Wang Ai is on the second floor.
There is also a large study room in the living room, which is almost full of Chinese works brought by Wang Ai from China, including the four major classics, as well as classical and contemporary philosophical works.
Wang Ai asked Leonie to sit on a small wooden chair, and brought a purple clay pot to pour tea for Leonie. Two or three green leaves were floating in the white porcelain tea bowl, and the tea fragrance was light and lingering.
Wang Ai made a gesture of invitation, and Leonie solemnly picked up the tea bowl and drank lightly, the faint fragrance of plants lingering between her lips and teeth.
"It tastes really good! What kind of tea is this?"
"Lu'an Guapian, one of China's famous teas."
"Are you the only one who lives in such a big house?" Leonie wandered around.
Tea leaves are the most greasy. After drinking tea, Leonie's breath became fresh and she went upstairs and downstairs to look around.
"Yes, I have no brothers or sisters in my family, and my parents work in China, so I came here alone."
"You are so young, do you have no problems in life?" Leonie's eyes flickered.
"No," Wang Ai opened his hands and said, "Aren't you Germans able to run around at a very young age?"
"Hehehe", Leonie looked Wang Ai up and down, and said with a malicious smile: "How old are you? Oh, you are 13 years old. Even under German law, you are a child! Even next year, you will still be a minor, and you will still have
Guardian’s.”
Wang Ai waved his hand: "Okay, I can only say that I have strong self-care ability."
It's not that Wang Ai is really capable of taking care of himself, but that he has no choice. Huang Xin, the only one he can trust, has been with him at Renmin University for two years and is now doing well as the sales manager of the Beijing-Tianjin branch of Northern Paper. With two
With the connections he had accumulated in college over the years, his work was going smoothly. How could Wang Ai pull her out of the position of manager and go to Germany to work as a nanny? What’s more, Huang Xin was not a nanny in the first place.
Therefore, Wang Ai thought about it for a long time when he was in China, and finally decided to come to Germany alone. Anyway, the public security in Germany is very good, especially in Baden-Württemberg, and Tubingen is still a university town.
The public security is better. Although life is a little difficult, it is not big. Wang Ai, who is 150 centimeters tall, can already handle most of the trivial matters in life.
Leonie stayed at Wang Ai's house for an afternoon and spent most of her time playing computer games. Although Germany is a developed country, ordinary students can only buy some cheap computers with poor functions, so Leonie was very interested in Wang Ai.
These computers look ordinary but are actually top-of-the-line computers that I can’t put down. The Germans are very bad at making games, and all the computers on their computers are games that Wang Ai copied from China.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Ai got up to prepare dinner and went shopping in a nearby supermarket.
Although he is not very good at cooking, it is much better than the Chinese food that Leonie has eaten, and he can still pick up home-cooked food. From the moment he painfully discovered that he could no longer keep Huang Xin by his side, Wang Ai was very
I have carefully practiced making home-cooked meals.
German kitchen supplies can be called "luxury". Special peelers, slicers, threshers, and juicers greatly facilitate Wang Ai's cooking skills.
Chicken cake, shredded sweet potatoes, braised pork, braised beef with tomatoes, and made an authentic tomato and egg soup.
Going upstairs, I found that Leonie was still concentrating on the red alert, and she was distracted and asked: "Is something wrong?"
Wang Ai had no choice but to spread his hands: "I came up to tell you that it's time to eat."
"Oh, wait until I finish this round and I will win soon!"
She said she was about to win, but in the end Leonie was tortured to death by the computer. She wanted to play another game, but Wang Ai had been waiting for ten minutes, so she had to stand up unhappy and casually said: "What to eat? Pizza or Italian
Noodles? There aren’t any good takeout restaurants around your house.”
Wang Ai smiled and said nothing, and led "Her Royal Highness" to the dining table. First, he opened the bowl of carroted sweet potatoes. The golden sweet potato strips were wrapped in a layer of glitter, shining in the evening sun.
Hit Leonie's heart!
Next is braised pork full of sweet aroma, braised beef soaked in rich juice and crispy. Then comes chicken cake as soft as butter and cream.
Leonie had never seen any of these four dishes before. Only the braised beef with tomatoes seemed familiar.
Leonie sat down impatiently and urged Wang Ai to speed up with her eyes. Wang Ai hurriedly filled two bowls of rice. During lunch, he found that Leonie's chopsticks were good, so he cooked them.
If you don't have rice, you won't be able to eat the rice with your knife and fork.
"Hot, hot, hot!" Wang Ai said suddenly.
Leonie had just put a spoonful of chicken cake in her mouth when Wang Ai remembered to remind her. The chicken cake was made with lard, the favorite of Germans, and its thermal insulation effect was sky-high. It didn't look hot at all, and the temperature was at least 80 degrees Celsius.
Leonie was so quick that she turned around and vomited it into the trash can, then smacked her lips with a look of regret on her face, looking at the trash can, with the urge to pick it back up and eat it again.
"This is how the Chinese make tomato and egg soup. What they eat for lunch is just to fool you Germans. Boiling water to make tomato sauce makes it difficult for you Germans to eat it for so many years." Wang Ai mocked Leo without hesitation.
Ni.
Leonie nodded in agreement with a sweet potato stuffed in her mouth.
One dinner, Leonie returned home happily. As she left, she kept muttering: "I will never eat Chinese food from outside again."
Early the next morning, Wang Ai was woken up by the ringing of her cell phone, and Leonie's voice came from the phone: "Open the door, I'm coming!"
The sleepy Wang Ai opened the door and opened his eyes instantly.
In front of the door was Leonie, who was walking on the autumn dew. Her golden brown hair was shining in the new sun, and there was a lot of luggage at her feet.
"Kind Chinese gentleman, can you take me in?" Leonie looked pitiful.
