Go to a windy place and wait for the wind to come

Chapter 19 Give, Facilitate
Xu Hongdou stared blankly at the closed window.

She stayed in the five-star hotel for so long, met many people and encountered many things.People who pursue her and harass her often meet.If Zhang Wentao didn't deny or confirm her statement just now, but the temptation just now can make Xu Hongdou confirm one thing.

The neighbor next door, in his heart, hides a secret that belongs only to him.

I don't want to share it with others, and I don't want anyone to step in.

Unlike Xie Zhiyao downstairs, who is enthusiastic, easy-going, and funny, and likes to share happiness with people around him...

Thinking about it, Xu Hongdou shrugged, looked up at Mingyue, recalled the scene of Xie Zhiyao washing his grandma's hair just now, and missed his grandma in his heart.

"Damai, can you take my phone and use it?"

Thinking about it, Xu Hongdou couldn't hold back, and came to Damai's door, knocked on the door lightly, and said softly.

The room was quiet for less than a minute. After thinking about it, Damai opened it from the inside, stuck out his head, handed the phone to Xu Hongdou, and said, "Here, there is no password."

"thanks…"

……

The next morning, it was 5:[-] again.

The crowing of roosters in other courtyards woke up Xu Hongdou and Zhang Wentao who had just moved here and were not used to the morning rooster crowing in Yunmiao Village.

Just like yesterday, Xu Hongdou woke up, turned over, and fell back into a deep sleep.

Zhang Wentao, on the other hand, picked out a set of clean clothes from the closet where the clothes were hung, and walked out of the room.He came to the dining room softly and slowly, and opened the refrigerator with a sigh of relief.

I took two eggs and an apple, and when I was about to walk into the kitchen, I saw a lazy figure under the dim light from the dining room.

Realizing that he was being seen by the other party, Damai was a little embarrassed and crossed his fingers behind his back.

She just heard someone coming to the restaurant, and she happened to be a little hungry, and wanted to get something to eat and then go back to the house to catch up on sleep.

Unexpectedly, the other party was Zhang Wentao whom I just met yesterday.

At the dinner table yesterday, the two of them basically had no communication, one was socially afraid, and the other said little.

"Well, do you want to make breakfast?"

Looking at each other, it turned out that Damai couldn't bear the embarrassing atmosphere at last, walked into the restaurant and spoke first.

"Well, make an omelette."

"Why don't you make French breakfast, will it be troublesome?"

"There is no French breakfast. The French breakfast only has bread and coffee. The one you mentioned should be English and American breakfast. I don't like it."

If it is said that British cuisine is the hell of food, then French breakfast can be said to be hell of hell.

"Then let me make rice noodles for you, just as a thank you for inviting me to dinner yesterday, okay?" After listening to Zhang Wentao's explanation, seeing that the other party only planned to make two fried eggs, Damai thought that the other party had paid so much for a sumptuous dinner yesterday I even invited myself, timidly wanting to express my gratitude in my own way.

"Okay, thank you. By the way, do you want coffee?" Zhang Wentao said.

Damai quickly waved his hand: "No, no, I'm going to catch up on sleep after eating."

"Oh." Zhang Wentao.

"Yeah." Damai nodded slightly, looked at Zhang Wentao who put down the eggs and turned to make coffee, and let out a long breath.

Next time, she will never eat the dishes made by the other party again, no matter how delicious they are, she doesn't want to experience such embarrassment again.

When Zhang Wentao's coffee was ready, Barley was still preparing the vegetables to go with the rice noodles. It could be seen that she was very attentive.After washing the vegetables twice, I carefully selected young leaves with better appearance.

When she finally finished, the sky was no longer as bright as it was at the beginning.

"Try it, I can only make this, it may not be very tasty." Damai walked to the dining table with a pot of hearty rice noodles and put it on the mat.

When she usually eats with her meal partner Nana, she will never worry that her rice noodles will not satisfy her.On the one hand, she has confidence in her cooking skills of making rice noodles, and on the other hand, Nana herself is not very picky about food.

But the person in front of him is a professional chef. If the things he made with his heart are not appreciated by the other party, it will be a waste of time.

"Let's talk after eating." Zhang Wentao didn't say much, picked up a serving chopsticks and spoon, added some rice noodles to his bowl, and then scooped up some soup.

"That, that's good." Damai stood upright in front of the dining table, like a primary school student whose homework was being checked by the teacher. He didn't dare to sit down without the other party's affirmation.

The soup is very light, basically the taste of vegetables; the rice noodles are not fresh, and the taste is mediocre; as for the sausage specially added with barley...it doesn’t matter if you don’t eat it, it’s made of starch.

After only one bite, Zhang Wentao gave his own comments.But he didn't say it, because the moment he looked up, he saw Damai staring at him seriously with his head down, expecting to be recognized.

"It's delicious, it's delicious."

For this expectation, Zhang Wentao tried to be as natural as possible, with soft eyes.

"Really?!" Damai showed a surprised expression.

"really."

Zhang Wentao didn't care about his lies, after all, this rice noodle tasted much richer than the breakfast he used to fool his stomach in France.

High-end French restaurants do not provide breakfast service.

But he is busy, in the morning, he often takes a piece of bread from the kitchen at random, and walks to the purchase area of ​​the back kitchen to check the fresh ingredients delivered that day.

"So what needs to be improved?"

Damai felt that her expression at this moment could be described as a happy face, and the rice noodles she made had actually received high praise.

"Replace the sausage you used with the ham here. The taste will be richer. As for the others, it's just to satisfy your hunger, so don't be too particular about it."

Zhang Wentao put down the chopsticks in his hand, thought for a while, and gave the answer.

Forget about the soup, it's too troublesome, he usually doesn't bother to spend a whole day and night in front of the pot to prepare a dish, let alone let the girl in front of him who is not in good spirits do it.

"Huh, next time I make it, I'll ask you to try it."

"it is good."

The time shifted to around 7 o'clock, and there was movement in the small courtyard. Besides Jiahui and Xiaohei, Nana also got up from the bed, began to wash, and was ready to go to work.

Xu Hongdou was finally defeated by the glare of the sunlight, followed by the sound of birds chirping from outside the window, and came to the restaurant downstairs shaking his head.

I saw Zhang Wentao who was washing dishes and pots, and rice noodles on the dining table covered with a lid.

She looked at Zhang Wentao in surprise, then looked up at Damai's room.

"You made it?" Xu Hongdou asked with a slight smile, pointing to the rice noodles on the table.

"No, it's made of barley. If you make too much, put it here. You can eat it if you're hungry, but it's been a long time."

"Oh, it's okay, I don't choose." Xu Hongdou naturally sat on the chair, opened the lid, and took a smell.

It feels so good to eat hot when I wake up.

No wonder the old saying goes, the early bird gets the worm...

Zhang Wentao, who had put away the pot and bowl, did not leave.

Instead, he took out two apples and a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator, and walked into the kitchen again.

After being busy in the kitchen for a few minutes, he came to the dining table with a glass of freshly squeezed apple juice and placed it in front of Xu Hongdou, who bowed his head and was powdered.

"Give."

Xu Hongdou was stunned for a moment, stopped talking about fans, and showed a puzzled expression at Zhang Wentao.

"Promotes bowel movement."

"By the way, wash the dishes after eating."

(End of this chapter)