"Be careful on the road. Ask your sister-in-law for me, okay? I won't go over and cause trouble in this cold weather." Hong Tao shook hands with Zhou Dajiang and said goodbye, watching him get into the car and drive away quickly.
When Hong Tao turned around to look for Zhou Xiaoli, she was already bowing to an Asian man next to a car. Don't ask, this was the person sent by her company to pick her up at the airport.
The snow was getting heavier and heavier. From the airport to Zhou Xiaoli's home, Hong Tao tried many times to lean on the car window to look for landmarks around him, but failed. There were only two colors outside: white and black. The black ones were highways, and the rest were all in vain.
It's white.
"Is it because the weather is bad today that there is no one, or is there usually no one?" After getting off the car, Hong Tao's first feeling was that this place was too desolate. Although there were many houses with yards scattered around, there were basically no people in sight.
It would be nice to see a car, this is a ghost town.
"Get your luggage first and then go into the house. I didn't sleep on the plane. You talked so bad with that Zhou Dajiang all the way. I was exhausted." Zhou Xiaoli looked really tired and had no energy to speak.
Zhou Xiaoli's house is quite big in China. It is a two-story independent building. In front of the house is a large courtyard. The courtyard wall is a circle of waist-high pine trees. The area of the courtyard alone is almost as big as a basketball court.
, but Hong Tao didn't see the parking place or garage, it was probably behind the house.
As a result, Hong Tao was a coward again. He didn't know until he entered the house that the courtyard he just passed was the backyard, because he was carrying things with Zhou Xiaoli through the kitchen and heading to the foyer. No one would design the living room in the kitchen.
In the back, when guests arrive, they go first into the kitchen. Obviously, this is the back door.
The room was cold and cold, and most of the furniture was covered with white sheets. Zhou Xiaoli only lifted the sheets from the sofa, then covered herself with a blanket and huddled on the sofa without moving, leaving Hong Tao to do the rest.
"I said, don't go to bed when it's cold. I can't even find the bathroom. How can I clean the house?" Hong Tao put his luggage in the middle of the living room and looked at the large living room, feeling a little embarrassed.
"I have turned on the heating, and it will be warm in a while. I have lived in your house, and I still have confidence in your ability to clean the house. Just treat it as your house, do whatever you like, and don't talk to me.
I have a headache and need to rest." Zhou Xiaoli huddled in the blanket without even showing her head.
"Hey, it's a foreign country, and you have to be a servant when you come here. What's the deal!" Hong Tao complained again, but when he saw that Zhou Xiaoli really didn't move, he had to take action himself.
She didn’t know where the heating in her room came from. Hong Tao had just finished clearing the white sheets in the living room, and the room was not as cold as when he first came in. There was a hint of heat. Hong Tao said that he was not familiar with the layout of the house.
, those are all excuses for laziness, no matter how big the house is,
, that is also a house. As long as you are looking for it, it is not difficult to find bathrooms, utility rooms, and storage rooms. As for brooms and mops, there are definitely no ones here. There is a vacuum cleaner, but Hong Tao is too embarrassed to use it.
Come on, Zhou Xiaoli shouldn’t even plan to sleep.
Hong Tao has a little bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, but it’s not severe. As long as his physical condition allows, he will keep the house tidy, otherwise he will not feel comfortable staying there. Now that the vacuum cleaner cannot be used, he will find it in the kitchen.
I took out a piece of clean cotton cloth, found a stainless steel pot as a basin, and started mopping the floor.
"Click, click, click, click, click, click..." Whenever you are forced to do something you don't want to do, think of something you like.
This was Hong Tao's way of self-anaesthesia. He took off his thick coat and pants, wearing a down vest and thermal underwear. Then he knelt on the floor and hummed the song Ikkyu sang when he was mopping the floor.
, began to advance one by one in the living room.
"You living ancestor! You mop the floor and sing, I curse you!￥@#￥!￥@#￥!" Zhou Xiaoli, who was sitting on the sofa, finally couldn't bear it any more. She jumped up from the sofa with disheveled hair, hugging the blanket and jumping up and down.
Tenteng ran upstairs, speaking in Japanese as he ran, no need to ask, there must be nothing good to say.
"Click, click, click, click, click, click... click...!" Hong Tao pretended not to see this person, but raised his voice another octave, and Brother Yixiu was suddenly on the first floor of the house.
Resurrected.
After wiping the living room and foyer, Hong Tao was tired and felt hungry. He ran to Zhou Xiaoli's kitchen and rummaged around. There was nothing to eat. The refrigerator was just like the new one. There wasn't even a hair in it.
Unseen. But in the cupboard, Hong Tao found a small bag of flour. Now Hong Tao was happy. Finally, he no longer had to be hungry. As long as he had flour and salt, he could eat well and eat well. Moreover, he also found a bottle of Japanese food.
Seafood soy sauce.
Hong Tao poured the noodles into a pot, mixed it with water to form a dough, and then put it in the pot to wake up. Then he randomly picked out a pot from the wall hanging, cleaned it briefly, and then put half of the pot on it.
water, sitting on the gas stove. After a few minutes, Hong Tao successfully found the valve of the gas stove, successfully lit the fire, and started making water.
While the water is still not boiling, sprinkle a little flour on the stainless steel counter, then use a wine bottle to roll the dough into thin sheets, then cut it into two-finger-wide strips with a knife, and set it aside for later use. In fact, he wanted to find a panel.
I came with a rolling pin, but I couldn’t find it, so I had to make do.
After the water boils, break these long noodles with your hands, stretch them and throw them into the pot. This is a kind of pasta in the north. It is called "pulled noodles" in Beijing. Of course, if there are chopped green onions and shrimps,
A pot, add some cabbage leaves or something, and then use oil, soy sauce, sesame oil, vinegar, mustard dices to make condiments. Put it in a bowl and it will taste better. But it’s okay if you don’t have it. People can eat anything when they are hungry.
fragrant.
Lying on the stainless steel counter in the kitchen, Hong Tao ate up a pot of noodles. As for Zhou Xiaoli upstairs, let her sleep. She won't know she's hungry when she's asleep.
After having a full meal at noon and smoking a cigarette, Hong Tao also started to feel sleepy. At this time, the temperature in the room had risen. Not only was it not cold, it was still a little hot. However, Hong Tao was too lazy to look for the heating switch. The hot spot
Just like the hot spot, he followed Zhou Xiaoli's example and lay on the sofa. Without a blanket, he used the sofa's pillows and his own coat as a quilt, and fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.
I don’t know how long I slept. Hong Tao woke up once in the middle of the night. He ran to the bathroom in a daze to pee, and then came back to continue sleeping. It seemed that it was dark outside the window at that time. In his sleep, Hong Tao returned to the sea.
The boat I fished on was just a sailing boat.
It was replaced by Yang Ke. Fatty Gao and Wang Jian were also there. They caught the big carp in the sea. Then Hong Tao planned to release the carp, but Zhou Xiaoli suddenly appeared, holding a hook and looking at him fiercely.
Said: The fish and you only have one life, choose it yourself!
"Hiss..." Hong Tao gasped and woke up in the cold light of the hook. He found that there was indeed a beam of light shining on his face, but it was not the reflection of the hook, but the light from the kitchen.
"Okay! I secretly ate eggs, where did they come from!" Hong Tao tiptoed to the kitchen door and saw Zhou Xiaoli wearing pajamas standing in front of the stove spreading eggs.
"Oh...you idiot, you can't make a sound when you walk!" Hong Tao's sudden appearance startled Zhou Xiaoli, and she almost overturned the frying pan.
"Don't interrupt, where did you get these eggs? The house is completely deserted, why can't I find it?" Hong Tao walked over and took a look. There were only two eggs in the pot. Obviously, there was no one of his own.
"I just borrowed it from my neighbor. No one is living in this house. There is no food. I forgot to buy it at the airport. You and Zhou Dajiang were the ones who kept talking about it. This is mine. Yours is in the refrigerator.
Inside." Zhou Xiaoli stood in front of Hong Tao like a hungry wolf, protecting her two fried eggs.
"Tch, you're so stingy. I'm not hungry. I've already eaten. If you're willing to give me one of these two eggs, I'll make something delicious for you to eat. If you don't give it to me, then I'll make it for you.
Don't eat it." Hong Tao walked to the sink and washed out the pot and bowl for lunch noodles, while deliberately teasing her.
