Raiders of Abuse Scum

The boy's hand was big and hot, holding Jiujiu's palm was like a small stove, instantly warming Jiujiu's palm that was so cold that it was about to turn into ice cubes just now.

The boy's hands are big and rough, and the palms are densely covered with calluses, and the pads of the fingers are as rough as sandpaper. But still some pain.

The boy was tall, step by step like a soldier kicking goose step, step by step he pulled Jiujiu forward.

The two walked from the entrance of the village to the end of the village, and when they could no longer see any buildings in front of them, the boy looked sideways at Jiujiu as if he had come to his senses, and asked in a low voice: "Where is your home? "

This means to send Jiujiu home.

Jiujiu said that she passed by her house just now, and the boy still took her hand and walked forward. Jiujiu thought he wanted to take a walk with her, so she didn't tell him that she had arrived home, but until now she It turned out that he didn't want to take a walk with him, but he didn't know where her home was at all, and he wanted to talk when she got home.

Jiujiu pursed the corners of her mouth, showed a faint smile, took the boy's hand, turned and walked back.

In fact, Jiujiu's home was not far from the entrance of the village. The two walked from the entrance to the end of the village, and then walked quickly from the end to the entrance of the village, and then arrived at Jiujiu's house.

After Jiujiu opened the door, Xiaobai and Baozi jumped at her immediately. Baozi and Xiaobai, who hadn't seen Jiujiu for a day, let out a series of coquettish whimpers from their mouths.

While feeding the three Shunmao, Jiujiu looked sideways at the boy standing at the door, and asked softly, "Would you like to come in and sit down?"

Hearing that Jiujiu asked him to stay, the boy immediately walked into the room without hesitation, and closed the door very smoothly, obviously meaning he didn't want to leave.

Regarding the boy's little gesture, Jiujiu just pursed her lips and smiled, then walked towards the back room with the three little ones in her arms.

Although it is said that Zhang Li's parents died, but before they died, all the things that should be bought at home were neatly arranged, and Jiujiu was alone at home, and directly changed the small house next to her house into a kitchen, and the houses in front were even worse. It was directly locked by her.

Jiujiu walked into the living room, turned on the light, took out the electric kettle and poured a glass of water for the boy, and said softly, "Drink some water first to warm your body."

When the boy saw the cartoon pattern on the cup that Jiujiu handed him, the corners of his mouth instantly curled up after he blinked his eyes. He lowered his head and took a sip of water. It obviously didn't taste like anything, but he somehow found it a little sweet.

After Jiujiu poured a glass of water for the boy, she poured another glass for herself. While drinking, she looked at the boy sitting on the sofa and asked softly, "Do you want to eat?"

"Yeah." The boy hummed, and then said again: "My name is Yan Zhen."

After getting the name of the other party, the corners of Jiujiu's mouth curled up slightly, and she said softly, "That's nice, my name is Zhang Li."

"Your name sounds nice too." Yan Zhen praised with extra sincerity.

The corners of Jiujiu's mouth twitched involuntarily for Yan Zhen's praise, Yan Zhen, are you sure that a name that is almost rotten street sounds good?

In this regard, Yan Zhen said that his woman's name, even Er Gouzi and Gou Sheng, are the most beautiful names in the world.

Jiujiu has been hungry since noon, so she went straight to the kitchen to cook after talking to Yan Zhen.

After cooking the rice in the rice cooker, Jiujiu directly took out the vegetables and meat she bought yesterday from the cabinet, and began to wash them. She was going to make braised pork, fried shredded potatoes, and vinegared cabbage later.

Jiujiu was already a little hungry, but after a while, the sound of chopping vegetables came from the kitchen.

Yan Zhen, who was still sitting in the living room painting his soul, drank the boiled water in his hand after smelling the tempting smell, then got up and stood at the kitchen door watching Jiujiu cook.

I saw Jiujiu was wearing a red apron, holding a kitchen knife and potatoes in his hands, and after hearing the click, the round potatoes turned into hair-thin potatoes in Jiujiu's hands Silk.

After cutting the potatoes, Jiujiu soaked the potatoes in water first, and then began to cut the meat.

When Jiujiu buys meat, she can only buy the part with ribs, but since she is weak, it is more difficult to cut the meat.

Just when Jiujiu was thinking whether to sharpen the knife first, or change to another knife and continue cutting, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind, snatched the kitchen knife from Jiujiu's hand very naturally, and pushed it away. Jiujiu stood in front of the chopping board.

The blunt kitchen knife in Jiujiu's hand was like a sharp sword in Yan Zhen's hand. After hearing a few clangs, the bones and meat that Jiujiu had used so much effort to cut were gone in an instant. separated.

After separating the bones from the meat, Yan Zhen looked back at Jiujiu, who had been stunned, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "How do you cut it?"

"Let me do it." Jiujiu originally wanted to make braised pork, but braised pork is time-consuming, so he planned to make shredded pork.

But shredding was more troublesome, she was afraid that Yan Zhen would feel impatient, so she just said to do it herself.

After Jiujiu finished speaking, she reached out to take the kitchen knife from Yan Zhen's hand, but before her hand touched the kitchen knife, Yan Zhen turned around and continued cutting meat.

Yan Zhen's knife skills were not very good, but the meat was quickly cut into pieces.

Although the thickness is not very good, it is still close to shredded pork.

After cutting the meat into slices, Yan Zhen handed the kitchen knife to Jiujiu.

Seeing Yan Zhen's oily hands from cutting meat for herself, Jiujiu pointed to the hot water pot on the side and signaled Yan Zhen to wash his hands with water.

In fact, compared to washing hands, Yan Zhen prefers to stand beside Jiujiu and watch Jiujiu cook, but the feeling of having meaty hands full of meat oil is really not good, so Yan Zhen washes her hands first, and after washing her hands, she can do whatever she wants. Shaking the water beads off his hands, he continued to stand at the kitchen door and watch Jiujiu cook.

Because Yan Zhen had already cut the meat into slices, Jiu Jiu quickly cut the meat into shreds, then cut a cabbage and started cooking directly.

Yan Zhen has seen his mother cook before, but his mother has a bad temper and is more anxious. She is careless about things, and cooking can be like a war. Yan Zhen, who has seen her mother cook once, what does she do to a woman? The bottom line is a bored attitude.

However, after seeing the scene of Jiujiu cooking, Yan Zhen felt that, in fact, not all women cook in a mess, and they can even have a sense of beauty.

Xi Shi is in the eyes of the beholder, and Mingming Jiujiu's cooking steps are exactly the same as other cooks, but in Yan Zhen's eyes, she is much prettier than others, even the way Jiujiu adds seasonings is like dancing, beautiful surprisingly.