Qin Mo held the apple in his hand for a moment, then opened the refrigerator and put the apple in. He smiled stiffly and said, "I remembered wrongly. Lao Gu likes to eat apples."
When they were in college, Qin Mo and Fu Yiyang fell in love. Their respective family conditions were not very good and their lives were difficult. Sometimes their families could not even afford living expenses, so they had to work part-time jobs to earn some extra money to survive.
I remember that for Qin Mo’s birthday that year, Fu Yiyang used his only one hundred yuan to buy her a cake, which was half a month’s food expenses.
Later, Qin Mo also saved the money from his part-time job to save money and plan to buy Fu Yiyang a cake on his birthday.
But Fu Yiyang said that he doesn't like eating cakes. He likes eating apples, especially the kind that are red and crispy. You can hear a crunching sound when you bite into them.
At that time, the apples at the roadside fruit stall at the school gate were not expensive, and big, red apples only cost one yuan each. Qin Mo gave Fu Yiyang two big apples on his birthday, and they sat next to each other on the back playground in the evening.
Next, you and I shared a big apple in one bite.
That night, the moon was round, the night was beautiful, and the apples were crisp and sweet. That night became the best memory in Qin Mo's heart, and he will never forget it in his life.
Qin Mo still remembered the satisfied expression on Fu Yiyang's face when he ate apples, but when did he stop liking apples?
"Let me tell you, my husband and I have never heard him say that he likes eating apples in decades." Zhu Ruyu said with a smile and took the water in her hand to the sink to rinse.
Qin Mo put away the sudden outpouring of thoughts, went to get a fruit knife, and said to Zhu Ruyu: "Let me do it! Your hands are so thin and tender that you have never done housework. If you get a cut, your family will
Fu Ke is going to feel bad."
Zhu Ruyu did not show off. She washed the melons and papayas, shook off the water drops on her hands, gave Qin Mo an angry look, and said with a smile: "Although I don't do housework at home, I can still peel a fruit."
Qin Mo then teased her and said, "I remember you said more than once that peeling fruit hurts your hands."
Zhu Ruyu was embarrassed, touched her nose and laughed, saying: "That was because I was not paying attention and was watching TV while peeling the fruit, so I hurt my hand. This is not a technical problem."
Qin Mo couldn't help but laugh, then he looked at Zhu Ruyu with raised eyebrows and said, "You are said to be a scumbag in terms of skills, but you still don't admit it. A skilled person like me can cut very well with my eyes closed. Do you want to show me later?"
Do you take a look?"
"Cut with your eyes closed?" Zhu Ruyu looked surprised. After thinking about it, she quickly waved her hands and said, "It's better not to perform. Playing with a knife with your eyes closed is very dangerous. What should you do if you cut your hand later?"
Qin Mo looked at Zhu Ruyu's nervous frowning expression, which was very interesting. He couldn't help but smile and said, "I'm just teasing you."
Zhu Ruyu: "..."
The two of them worked in the kitchen for twenty minutes and prepared a large plate of fruit salad.
