The charcoal is burning brightly on the barbecue grill, and the meat skewers placed on the grill net are grilling with a sizzling sound, and the aroma of the meat is overflowing.
Yan Tianxing stood by the barbecue grill, flipping the meat skewers, and occasionally looked outside through the tiny window.
Because Yuncheng is located in the south, the coldest time is only a few degrees below zero at night, so the windows are empty and there are no baffles - because there is no need.
So, he could see Mo Shangyun working outside.
Mo Shangjun was pulling lettuce with his flashlight on.
She picked the lettuce very casually, pulling it out one by one, shaking off some of the soil, and putting it into the basket at her feet, just like she did many things casually.
There was a stream nearby. The water was very clean and vegetables could be washed by the stream. Mo Shangjun seemed to have noticed it too. After grabbing some lettuce, he took the basket to the nearby stream without asking him.
.
Seeing Mo Shangjun walking with a basket, Yan Tianxing couldn't help but feel funny.
Washing dishes also feels like going to work.
When the first batch of barbecue was finished, Mo Shangjun wandered back with a basket.
"It's washed."
Mo Shangjun opened the door and walked in, the basket in his hand still dripping water.
Looking up at her, Yan Tianxing curled his lips and said in a coaxing tone: "That's great."
"..."
Mo Shangjun, who felt a chill for no reason, silently comforted himself that he was "magnanimous" and would not care about him.
After soaking in the stream for a while, his hands were red from the cold. Mo Shangjun put the basket on a log chair and put his hands on the burning charcoal to keep warm.
Yan Tianxing frowned as his eyes swept over her hands, but did not say a word.
The ingredients were either skewered or grilled separately. Yan Tianxing first took a piece of lettuce, then picked up a piece of barbecue, dipped some seasonings on it and put it on the lettuce. After wrapping it, he handed it to Mo Shangjun's mouth.
"Try it."
"oh."
Mo Shangjun was not polite and opened his mouth directly, and Yan Tianxing also cooperated and put the wrapped barbecue into her mouth.
Tasting the taste, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows with a smile. After eating slowly, he praised: "It tastes good."
Yan Tianxing curled his lips and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Go sit next to the fire and warm yourself."
Next to the barbecue grill is a chair, which is made of bamboo and has a special weaving method. Mo Shangjun had the impression of bamboo chairs when he was a child, so he was a little surprised to see this.
There was no bamboo in the place where she lived when she was young. Later, when she went to practice with the masters, she passed by a small southern town. Some old masters would weave bamboo chairs to sell for money. When they were first made, they were the emerald green color of bamboo, but after a long time
It will turn yellow. When nothing happens, Mo Shangjun can sit next to it and watch it all afternoon.
After sitting up, Mo Shangyun asked Yan Tianxing: "Who made the chair?"
"I."
With a sideways glance, Yan Tianxing answered.
Mo Shangyun raised his eyes in surprise, paused, and gave Yan Tianxing a thumbs up in admiration: "Awesome."
It could be seen that Mo Shangyun was very interested in this. Yan Tianxing curled his lips and said, "I can teach you when I have time."
"I know a little bit." Mo Shangyun thought for a while and said, "But I can't do it alone."
"Oh?" When Yan Tianxing handed the wrapped barbecue to Mo Shangyun, he bent down slightly and narrowed his eyes with a dangerous look, "Comrade Mo Xiaoyun, who else have you done this with?"
"A very powerful person."
Mo Shangjun answered with a smile and took the roasted meat into his mouth.
Yan Tianxing almost bit his finger by her.
"Who?" Yan Tianxing raised her chin with his fingers, lowered his head and looked at her, his jealousy undisguised, and asked word by word, "Bai Chuan?"
Hearing this somewhat distant name, Mo Shangyun was stunned for a moment, then realized Yan Tianxing's reaction at this moment, shuddered and came back to his senses.
"No," Mo Shangyun slowly swallowed the food, and then said, "My neighbor when I was a child."
His eyebrows relaxed slightly, Yan Tianxing raised his hand and patted her head, "You can speak slowly, I have time to listen."
"To be honest, when it comes to barbecue skills, how can you compare with him..." Mo Shangjun curled his lips, "You're still a little behind."
"If I have a chance to meet him, I will ask him for advice."
Yan Tianxing emphasized the word ‘ask for advice’.
Mo Shangjun was amused and changed his words: "Actually, your skills are better."
The last time I tasted that person's craftsmanship was more than ten years ago. Perhaps the atmosphere at that time was so good that Mo Shangyun had a deep memory, but - no matter how good the craftsmanship was for a twelve or thirteen-year-old child, he would still be inferior to the current Yan Tianxing.
Quite a bit different.
"It's too late to change your mind now."
Yan Tianxing handed her the grilled meat skewers.
Mo Shangjun took it completely, ate a bunch himself, and then took out another bunch and fed it to Yan Tianxing who was busy.
"Did I tell you about when I was four years old last time?" Mo Shangjun asked quickly.
"..."
Yan Tianxing gave her a cold look.
Mo Shangjun smiled happily, with smiles on his eyes and eyebrows.
Mo Shangjun said: "His name is Su Heng, and he is my grandfather's half-disciple."
"Has the other half been chopped up for barbecue?" Yan Tianxing took over the words rather unhappily.
"Stingy," Mo Shangjun said after taking a bite of the barbecue, "I haven't officially accepted a disciple. He just comes to hang out when he has something to do and learns a few tricks. Only those like Si Sheng who have become apprentices are called '
entire'."
Yan Tianxing nodded, "Continue."
"His grandma is good at cooking, but her health is not very good, so he started learning to cook when he was four or five years old... This is what he said. After all, I never saw him when he was four or five years old." Mo Shangyun said,
"But he cooks really well, and his learning ability is excellent. He can know any dish just by looking at the recipe, so Si Sheng and I both like grandpa to go out... Oh, as soon as grandpa goes out, he will come to take care of our food."
Yan Tianxing turned the skewers over and looked at Mo Shangjun eating the skewers while talking. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, thinking that he should label Mo Shangjun a "foodie".
"Because the food expenses are limited, I occasionally make some extra money, and when I earn it, I let him cook barbecue..." Mo Shangjun said slowly and without any focus, just chatting with Yan Tianxing.
In fact, her impression of Su Heng was very weak. The last time she made trouble with Su Heng in her memory was during the summer vacation after graduating from elementary school - Su Heng helped write her essay question.
After that, she moved to the capital to attend junior high school. When she went to her grandpa's house for the next summer vacation, Su Heng had already moved to the city - it seemed that his remarried mother had allowed him to go to high school in the city through connections.
It was a deal to sever ties with him.
Later, Mo Shangyun had several masters, and his winter and summer vacations were basically occupied by training. He rarely went to his grandfather's hometown anymore. He met Si Sheng very rarely, and his contact with Su Heng was even less.
Yes. The contact information has always been saved, but I rarely take the initiative to chat with the other party.
Su Heng is a very smart person. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a master of learning. He is just carefree and never willing to study hard. He knows everything by reading it once, and he can master knowledge points by reading it once. But he is such a genius blessed by God.
, he obviously knows everything, but he is a scumbag who "cuts classes, fights, and makes troubles".
I didn't even go to college, and it was said that I failed.
But there must be moisture in it.
When Mo Shangjun was watching the making of bamboo chairs in a small southern town, he thought of Su Heng, so he took a video and sent it to Su Heng. Unexpectedly, Su Heng sent her a chair made of vines two days later. According to "
The way the "Bamboo Chair" is woven, it actually looks like a chair.
He said he found it interesting and just did it for fun.
The latter two met once, and when they were bored, they planned to make a "bamboo chair". The result was that it turned out to be decent. Although it was a little worse than what a real master made, it was still useful for "sitting".
Still no problem.
While Mo Shangyun was talking, he noticed something was wrong with Yan Tianxing's expression, blinked his eyes, and then said with a smile: "He is married now."
As a result, Yan Tianxing suppressed the murderous aura that could barely be concealed in his brows.
"Grade skipper, were you ever naughty when you were a child?" Mo Shangjun asked with a smile.
Yan Tianxing stuffed her mouth with barbecued meat and affirmed: "No."
Startled for a moment, Mo Shangyun was quite skeptical, "Really?"
"Do I look like someone who would do such childish things?"
"..." Mo Shangjun was stunned, "Does this need to be questioned?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a violent shock hit her on the head.
Mo Shangyun still didn't escape.
Fortunately, Yan Tianxing's movements were not heavy, but rather light. It made no difference whether he hid or not.
Mo Shangyun was as tolerant as ever and didn't care about him.
After a pause, Yan Tianxing said: "I have indeed done something 'naughty'."
"ah?"
Mo Shangjun wrapped a piece of barbecue and fed it to him.
A slightly flattering movement, eyes full of curiosity.
As if looking forward to Yan Tianxing’s “follow-up”. (To be continued)