Chapter 37 A-1

On the weekend, Sang Li went to Ma Yu's house for dinner again. It's "eating dinner" rather than "cooking dinner" - because it was agreed to make YOYO her favorite braised chicken wings, so Sang Li was busy in the kitchen instead of customers.As soon as I looked up during the interval, I saw YOYO sitting on the carpet in the living room playing jigsaw puzzles, while Ma Yu was holding the TV remote control and pressing down one by one aimlessly. Just a moment of absent-mindedness, Sangli felt something in his heart. An unspeakably warm illusion. It seems that something, like a weak but stubborn bud, broke through the ground.

Suddenly, the microwave oven started beeping, and Sang Li hurriedly interrupted his thoughts, turned on the microwave oven, and took out the bright yellow steamed egg.She still remembered that Chang Qing said that when steaming eggs, you should use a thick porcelain basin, and open the lid from time to time to take a look, so that you can control the heat and keep it fresh.But when I grow up, I realize that nothing can be done perfectly if you want to do it perfectly-for example, when you have broken eggs and are about to steam them, you find that there is no steamer in the kitchen in front of you.

Sang Li looked at the steamed eggs in the bowl. There was basically no honeycomb, and the color was bright yellow. It sold much better than expected. During the inspection, Ma Yu walked in, stood behind Sang Li, looked around, and suddenly sighed: "What a beautiful steamed egg." Sang Li turned around and saw him sniffing while praising: "Sang Li, your craft is really good." YOYO heard the conversation between the two, ran into the kitchen in a hurry, stood on tiptoe and jumped happily: "I want to see, I want to see!" Sang Li smiled and squatted down, put a small piece of egg paste with a spoon and put it into her mouth, YOYO swallowed it excitedly, still wanting more: "It's delicious, I want more of Sang Li!"

Ma Yu patted the head: "Call me Auntie." YOYO rolled his eyes and protested: "Sang Li said that I can call her that way." Sang Li smiled, and scooped up another piece of steamed egg for Ma Yu. Ma Yu tasted a product and praised: "It's really fresh, it's different from what I've eaten before." After thinking about it, he added: "It's like Japanese-style steamed eggs." Sang Li smiled and praised: "Very accurate!" While she was busy taking the braised chicken wings out of the pan, she explained: "Make the juice with milk, oil, and salt, stir it with the egg liquid at a ratio of 2:1, and then control the steaming time and heat, and it will be steamed. Beautiful and delicious eggs. There are no crabs at home, but fortunately there are mushrooms, so the taste should not be much worse."

Ma Yu nodded, smacked his lips in admiration, and helped Sangli serve the dishes. YOYO happily sat down at the table, eyes wide open, waiting for Sang Li and Ma Yu to take their seats.Sang Li turned her head, saw YOYO's expectant eyes, and was surprised that the little girl's tutor was so good. Ma Yu followed Sang Li's gaze, saw YOYO staring at him eagerly, and smiled: "Yoyo wait a moment, it will be ready soon." YOYO nodded happily, leaned forward, tried to smell the aroma of the food, and shouted while sniffing: "Sang Li, will you cook for me every day from now on? Aunt Qin's cooking is not as good as yours. .”

Sang Li brought the last big bowl of double-egg cucumber soup to the table, and Ma Yu took a big spoon to fill it up one by one. YOYO ran to Sangli and acted like a baby: "Sangli, you will eat with me every day from now on, okay, okay..." Sang Li couldn't hold back YOYO's offensive, so he had to agree: "As long as I have time, I will cook for YOYO, okay?" YOYO finally let go of Sang Li contentedly, ran back to his seat, and started drinking soup with a small spoon. Sang Li saw it, and hurriedly said: "Be careful, it's hot." She took YOYO's small apron, and carefully tied YOYO's belt. Ma Yu smiled and looked at all this, as if, this is a family, and this is an ordinary dinner.

It's a cozy dinner for the family. At night, Sang Li coaxed YOYO to sleep. She half leaned on the head of the bed and read the story of "Kiki's Delivery Service" to YOYO. "Among the deep, dense forest and the green grassy hills, there is a small town. The town is located on a hillside that extends gently to the south, and there are rows of small houses with roofs the color of burnt bread The center of the town is the station. Not far from the station, there are the town government, police station, fire station and school. At first glance, this seems to be an ordinary town. But if you pay attention, You will find some things that you cannot see in ordinary towns. First of all, there are silver bells hanging from the tops of the tall trees, and these bells often jingle even when there is no strong wind. Will look at each other and smile: Oh, little Qiqi has stumbled again..."

YOYO lay obediently under the quilt, hugging her beloved big white bear toy, staring at Sang Li and listening to stories.After listening, ask questions: "Qiqi's mother is a witch, but my father is not? Then why isn't my mother a witch? Why doesn't my father marry a witch? Then I can be a little witch..." Sang Li picked up the book, looked up at Ma Yu who was sitting at the end of the bed, and threw the question over with a smile: "Then I have to ask your father, why didn't you marry the witch?" Ma Yu couldn't help laughing: "Isn't it okay if Dad made a mistake? Next time, correct the mistake and find you a witch mother."

YOYO hugged Sang Li's arm: "Sang Li, can you fly?" Sang Li teased her: "Yes." "Really?" YOYO almost lifted the quilt excitedly: "Can you fly once and show me?" She looked around and pointed to the window: "Is it okay to fly from here? Fly to the upstairs opposite. Oh yes, you can fly directly into your house without leaving." Sang Li looked up at the night outside the window, as if thinking of something, his face gradually sank. YOYO seemed to see something, and was a little frustrated: "Actually, you all lied to me." Hearing this sentence, Sang Li hurriedly turned Piaofei's thoughts back, and changed the subject: "Let's talk again——Qiqi made up her mind to become a witch when she was ten years old. After that, she immediately followed her mother's example. Here comes magic. One is planting herbs, making anti-sneezing medicine, and the other is learning to ride a broom to fly in the sky... Kiki has a little black cat named Jiji. As soon as the girl is born, the witch mother will find one Born black cats, raise them together. It won’t be long before the girl and the black cats will be talking in words that only the two of them understand..."

While talking, Sang Li raised his head to look at Ma Yu, only to find that he was looking at him with ecstasy, his eyes wandering.Sang Li was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head and continued to tell the story.Gradually, YOYO's breathing became more and more steady. Sang Li put down the book, tucked YOYO into the blanket, and made a gesture to Ma Yu, and walked out of YOYO's room together. It was already late at night, and the surroundings were so quiet.Sang Li poured himself a cup of hot water and stood on the terrace.She looked up, but found that there were no stars in this city.

It seems that I haven't seen the stars for many years. The last time she saw Xing Xing, she was still with Xiang Ning.Probably during the summer vacation before breaking up, they watched the stars side by side on the beach by the sea.Occasionally there are ships passing by on the sea, and the lights and stars are mixed together, which is far away but bright. She looked up at the sky and felt Ma Yu standing behind her.Then I heard him ask: "Sang Li, do you still love him?" He hesitated: "I mean, Xiang Ning." Sang Li froze, feeling that he had embraced her from behind.His voice was right next to her ear: "I just feel that the past must pass, and we must start a new life." It was getting hotter, but the wind on the twelfth floor was still cool and comfortable.The wind blew over and blew on Sang Li's body, carrying a faint fragrance of flowers.Sang Li didn't speak, but quietly looked at the Wanjia lights in the distance, feeling an inexplicable warm feeling in his heart. It suddenly occurred to her that there was a family behind those lights.Every light is a home. Every home has its own story, its own warmth, and its own happiness. Maybe it's just a reunion dinner, maybe it's just the children's laughter, but it's their own, real and appreciable happiness. Perhaps, what Ma Yu said is not wrong at all: we always have to start a new life. Who says it's not - the past, of course, will always pass.