Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter

There is no return.

Shici leaned against the bed and played for a while with his mobile phone.

Twenty minutes later, Tang Kai didn't reply.

It should not be returned.

Shici rubbed his forehead.

She was a little tired and her thinking was a little confused.

She is not just a teenager who has just discovered her own orientation. She will do everything she can to love girls.

But Shishi, thinking back to her past with Tang Kai, she really did not behave like an older social person.

Just now, pulling her to run in the rain.

It is today, rushing back from busy schedule.

Just to take a look at her and spend more time with her.

Like to tease her, like to see her surprised, anxious, shy, and don't know how to deal with it.

She did not show much maturity.

Shi Ci sighed quietly.

Oh my God, she is so naive.

Before long, the knock on the door interrupted her contemplation.

She answered.

Ms. Ding pushed the door in with a bowl of lotus root and ribs soup, and said, "The black umbrella at the door belongs to you?"

The speech replied softly, "Yes."

"Come on, drink a bowl of soup without eating." Ms. Ding did not ask any more, "Get up."

She put the soup bowl on the table in the room, "You, at any rate, pay attention, running back and forth on such a hot day, be careful of heatstroke."

Shi Ci sat next to Ms. Ding, took a spoon and drank the soup slowly, and said slowly: "Oh."

"The girl who tutored Xiaohai," Ms. Ding asked, "how much do you know?"

The speech paused invisibly, "Not much."

Ms. Ding said to herself: "I'm very satisfied with the child's good looks and temperament."

Shi Ci raised his eyes and looked at her.

Ms. Ding was overwhelmed with joy, "I wish I could be my daughter-in-law."

The speech choked suddenly and cleared his throat, "...oh."

"Hey..." Ms. Ding's eyes suddenly complained, and she stared at the speech extremely sadly for a long time, and the goose bumps in the speech began to rise, "I didn't fall in love, don't have a child, and take care of myself."

Ms. Ding’s tone is almost desperate: "I see, I don’t even bother to care about you now..."

"Xiao Hai is too small again."

"Hey!" Ms. Ding suddenly remembered something, and excitedly opened the phone WeChat to show her, "Let me tell you, I formed a group with some old ladies in the neighbors, and everyone brought in their acquaintances. Dogs, we are going to gather together this week to give the dogs in the family a blind date!"

Shi Ci doubted his ears, "Huh?"

"Yes! Our WeChat is all pictures of our own dogs." Ms. Ding said with great interest.

Shi Ci stared at her in amazement, the end of his eyes swept to the door, Pudding slowly stepped forward, sitting with his two front paws bent down, and his sullen eyes stared at the speech with watery eyes.

She couldn't help saying: "Ms. Ding, Pudding is only four years old."

"That's not how it counts. In the dog world, one year is equivalent to seven years old. According to human calculations, he is now 28. He is already an older man. If you don't hurry, the little **** in a radius of a hundred miles will be taken by others. My dog ​​chased it away."

Address: "..."

"I also took him to the pet shop for a bath and massage, and trimmed his hair. You see how handsome he is now!" Ms. Ding pointed to Pudding and said with a smile.

Pudding showed his tongue and looked at Shi Ci "hehehe", pitifully asking her for help.

Shi Shi held back his laugh and turned away cruelly.

"Woo..." Pudding buried his head in the fleshy claws desperately.

In Tang Kai's family education experience, Shi's family is the most harmonious, hospitable and warmest family she has ever stayed in.

Not only because of the Shi family siblings, but also the main reason is their mother, Ms. Ding Miaoyi.

Tang Kai has never seen such an energetic old lady. She looks very beautiful. She is still full of brows and eyes at the age of 60. She is taller than herself. She is very young and wears pink. She also draws light makeup decently. , But her voice was loud and her laughter was loud, which formed a lovely contrast with her looks.

She has a pair of very young and beautiful eyes. Even though the corners of her eyes have a lot of wrinkles due to the years, the eyes are still shiny and full of looks, looking at you like a spring breeze.

Tang Kai finally understood from whom Shi's sister and brother had the same beautiful eyes.

Every Saturday and Sunday afternoon, she and Shi Hai tuition time. They study in the side hall. Shi Ci will sit and read leisurely with a book while Ms. Ding will do various things for them. Kind of afternoon tea.

Because when I was young, I was a working reporter and traveled north and south. There are many stories.

Where she is there, the topic will never be lost, full of excitement and laughter.

Today she asked all of them to go to the living room to watch her make noodles.

On a rare whim, Ms. Ding is going to make them the characteristic of her hometown-Zhusheng Noodles.

"I've eaten it. It's delicious. My mother often makes it." Shi Hai moved the stool closer to Tang Kai and said to her, "You have a good taste."

"Nowadays, people seldom make it, but they buy it. I mainly used to be a reporter before and learned a little from the teacher. It tastes better than ordinary people. In fact, in Yangcheng, it is hard to eat now. Authentic. Your sister, she lived in Yangcheng for a while when she was a child. She had eaten it." Ms. Ding said.

Tang Kai glanced at the speech, and the speech sitting on the side also looked over.

After looking at each other for a second or two.

They then moved their eyes away spontaneously, nonchalantly.

"Today I want to talk to Xiao Tang about what Zhusheng noodles are."

"Let's talk, let's talk, please tell me." Shi Hai smiled and replied for Tang Kai, "Student Xiao Tang is listening."

Xiao Tang...

Tang Kai looked down.

Since Shi Ci changed her name from Xiao Tang to Little Bird in WeChat last time, her ears were numb even when she heard the word Xiao Tang.

She is the only one who would call her that.

There was a sense of confusion in Tang Xie's heart again, a feeling of being touched by something, not light or heavy, raining like rain, but always lingering.

Ms. Ding over there is ready to make dough.

"Duck eggs must be used for making noodles. This is a tradition, because duck eggs have more egg whites, strong gelatinity, and better elasticity of the noodles."

"Use alkaline water to add a little bit of water to dilute the egg liquid, and then you can mix flour. This step is called flour rubbing."

"In Yangcheng, a lot of masters..."

"It means mothers, housewives." Shi Hai translated promptly.

Ms. Ding cast a look of "you ghost spirit" at Shi Hai, and said with a smile: "This trick is the most difficult when they learn to make face-to-face."

As Ms. Ding said, her hands moved flexibly in the dough, and soon the white flour and orange egg liquid formed lumps, and her fingers moved through the dough.

"Each grain of flour must be able to get the egg liquid, and it takes yin force, which is clever force. This is..."

"Unique inner strength!" Shi Hai added with a grin, and looked forward to seeing Tang Kai, wanting to see her smile because of his humor.

Tang Kai pursed his lips lightly, did not look at him, and kept his sight in Ms. Ding's hands.

Ms. Ding's eyes were a bit speechless, "This force can't be used up, it must be empty." Her actions continued, and the dough pieces were obediently broken into egg-yellow noodles in her palms, and Ms. Ding kneaded them into a ball.

"At this point, if you are in a store in Yangcheng, there will be a big bamboo stick, the hole of the bamboo should be small, the spacing of the bamboo joints should be as dense as possible, and the elasticity of the pressed noodles will be better."

"Someone sits on a bamboo stick, like playing on a seesaw, constantly pressing the face, because it takes a long time and has better physical strength, so this person is usually a man."

"There is only this small bamboo stick at home, so let's make do with it." Ms. Ding took out a bamboo stick about the size of a rolling pin and began to press the noodles.

"The longer the time, the better, wow! Isn't that man...it hurts..."

Before Shi Hai finished speaking, Ms. Ding and Shi Ci all aimed at him. Shi Hai stopped his mouth in time. Ms. Ding called him over to press noodles, "It's a good time for you to behave!"

Ms. Ding wrapped up wanton on the side, using fresh shrimp and a little pork filling.

Tang Kai wanted to go and help, but Ms. Ding refused.

She and Shi Ci were left sitting next to them, and they didn't speak. They just sat so close, feeling a little weird.

Tang Kai wanted to take the initiative to say something, but couldn't find the topic.

She had to get up and come out quietly.

Walk to the courtyard behind Shi's house.

To be honest, she likes this little courtyard. There are emerald creepers and melons planted by Ms. Ding herself.

She stood alone for a while, only the cool afternoon breeze and the faint fruity fragrance that followed the cool breeze.

Tang Kai didn't know what he was thinking, but his head was rarely empty for a while. No need to think about anything, no need to rush.

Like when she was very young, it was summer vacation. She was doing homework in the living room, and her parents were cooking in the kitchen. Their laughter was soft. The fan next to her was spinning leisurely.

Everything is so leisurely and at ease.

She hasn't felt this way for a long time.

Tang Kai curled his lower lip slightly, his smile was a bit weak and bitter.

Not only was she jealous that Shi Hai had such a good sister, but she also envied him as having such a good mother.

Tang Xie slowly squatted down, the wind blew her hair away and covered her eyes, bringing away a little wetness in her eye sockets. She lifted it away and sighed slightly.

It’s been too long since she was out, so she quickly adjusted her mood and stood up to go back.

The moment she turned around, she found that Shi Ci was standing not far from the aisle.

She was looking at her, her expression soft, her eyes caring.

They had no words again.

This moment feels long and short, like a quiet and long shot.

until--

"Speech, Xiao Tang, the noodles are ready, come in and eat." It was Ms. Ding calling them.

What Ms. Ding made for Shi Hai and Tang Kai was a large bowl of shrimp wonton noodles.

The thin noodles are wrapped in a light and shiny layer, and the round and thin wontons show a corner. You can see the whole piece of shrimp meat, only a little green onion, and the soup is clear.

The noodles are crispy and springy, without the taste of bitter alkaline water at all, the noodle soup is clear and sweet, and there is a little wheat fragrance on the tip of the tongue when it is finished.

Wonton's teeth are broken with a light tap. The shrimp has a fresh and tender fragrance, and the whole is chewed in the mouth. It bursts at once, and it is too sweet.

Shi Hai and Tang Kai sat well and ate sweetly.

The bowl of speech is pure noodles, only a small half bowl, only a little bit of fuel consumption.

Ms. Ding didn't eat it herself, she smiled and watched the three of them eat, "Hey, it's so good, so good."