Part One: The Butcher's Son Sixty-eight: You are the one who serves the country and the people, but you teach Tao Li to listen to Sheng songs (Twenty-eight)
When we walked out of the cinema, it was already dark. The night in Jeju is beautiful, and the evening breeze blows gently, making people feel relaxed and happy. Neither of the two people spoke when they rarely had free time. They seemed to be enjoying this peaceful and slightly warm time. The two of them followed the crowd aimlessly and slowly to Century Square in the city center. Century Square is bustling with life. Guokui with yellow skin and tender meat, small steamed dumplings, and spicy Malatang are everywhere. There are also mouth-watering kebabs with smoke rising from the cooking pots. There are all kinds of snacks that make people salivate. .
As the saying goes, "Watch the general immediately, watch the beauty under the moon." Even if it was for the cold beauty, Shen Yangmei felt itchy in his heart. He remembered the way An ChuChu looked like the greedy cat in the cinema just now, and said with a smile: "Good popcorn. Do you want to eat?¡±
"Yeah!" An Chuchu nodded vigorously, "It's delicious. This is my first time eating popcorn."
An Chuchu's tone sounded like she was talking about an ordinary thing, but Shen Yangmei couldn't help but feel sour in her heart. Although An Chuchu was born in a wealthy family, he lived with his master in the mountains since he was a child because An Lao was persecuted. Not only did he not enjoy the warmth of his family, the care of his parents, but he also did not have the happiness like other children. childhood.
"Did you see that?" Shen raised his eyebrows and pointed at a kebab vendor near them, "Should I treat you to a mutton kebab?"
"I don't eat mutton skewers, they look dirty!" An Chuchu shook her head slightly, but looked a little disappointed when Shen Yangmei looked at her. She raised her finger and pointed at a vendor selling meat buns not far away, biting her lip and said, "What is that? It looks pretty good to me!"
"That one? That one is called Roujiamo. Come on, I'll take you there!" Shen Yangmei subconsciously reached out and held An Chuchu's soft skin, but An Chuchu didn't struggle.
The Roujiamo stall has a shelf like the other stalls. Behind the shelf is a pine cutting board. There is a steel pot on the shelf, which is polished brightly. There is boiling soup in the pot, and the pieces are square in size. The real pork is tumbling in the pot, and the aroma of overcooked meat is coming. There is a row of baked white bread on the side of the steel pot.
The stall owner is an old man with a hunched back, but he is dressed in simple clothes but tidy up. His stall is also very clean and tidy. No wonder An Chuchu chose him.
Seeing Shen Yangmei and An Chuchu standing in front of his stall, the old man smiled and nodded as a greeting.
"Make us two meat buns." Shen Yangmei greeted. Seeing the simple tables and benches placed next to the stall, Shen Yangmei pulled An Chuchu and sat down.
The old man agreed, stretched out his left hand, picked up a spoon and put it in the boiling pot. Two pieces of overcooked pork were picked up and slapped on the cutting board. He registered the spoon with his left hand and picked it up with his right hand. A machete with a wide back and a thin blade, with the sound of "clang, clang, clang, clang", it has cut the pieces of pork into minced meat, and stuffed them into the hot white cotton cake with the cut lettuce leaves. Then he handed the bun to Shen Yangmei. Shen Yangmei paid the money and gave one to An Chuchu.
After just one bite, Shen Yangmei felt her mouth full of fragrance. The crispy meat and fresh lettuce strongly stimulate the taste buds and make people appetite. Shen Yangmei didn't care about burning his mouth, and swallowed the whole meat bun whole with air-conditioning. On the other hand, An Chuchu was not much better than Shen Yangmei, not even half a beat slower than Shen Yangmei. Shen raised his eyebrows and looked at An Chuchu and said with a smile, "Want another one?"
An Chuchu immediately blinked her big eyes and nodded vigorously. Shen Yangmei couldn't help laughing with his greedy cat-like appearance.
When the two returned to Lin Zhitian's home in "Meiyuan Community", Lin Zhitian's family of three stared at the two of them, as if they wanted to see the flowers on their faces. Lin Jing, in particular, looked at the two people with nothing in their hands and glared at Shen Yangmei, obviously expressing her inner dissatisfaction.
Shen raised his eyebrows and said hello with a smile, but except for Lin Zhitian, the three people in the room agreed to him. An Wanrong and Lin Jing stood up and pulled An Chuchu to sit on the sofa in the living room.
An Wanrong and Lin Jing, mother and daughter, were inquiring about where they had gone in the afternoon. An Chuchu, who had no scheming, naturally told the whole story about the two people's itinerary in the afternoon. Lin Zhitian also raised his eyebrows with a rare gossip look. He listened carefully to what An Chuchu was saying. The appearance of this family at this time made Shen Yangmei dumbfounded.
When several people heard An Chuchu say that Shen Yangmei took him to the cinema, ate popcorn, and went to Century Plaza, where they also ate a lot of meat buns, Lin Zhitian's family of three couldn't help but look at each other, and they were a little unhappy. Dare to believe your ears.
One is Shen Yangmei, the secretary of the county party committee who usually sits upright, mature and steady, and the other is An, who is usually unsmiling and cold as a lieutenant colonel of the military division.It's so clear that it's hard to imagine the two of them sitting in a movie theater, holding popcorn, and eating at a roadside stall like ordinary young men and women. Fortunately, An Chuchu looked very happy, which made the mother and daughter naturally overjoyed.
Lin Zhitian even gave Shen Yangmei a thumbs-up and whispered, "Good boy, with you, this unexpected move today is quite a bit like my style back then."
Naturally, the guest rooms had been prepared for Shen Yangmei and An Chuchu in the villa. After washing, Shen Yangmei lay on the bed and waited quietly for a while, then got out of bed and quietly opened the door to a crack and listened to the sounds outside. There was no sound anymore. I think everyone had already rested. Then he quietly opened the door and tiptoed to Lin Jing's door, knocking twice.
There was no sound coming from the room. Shen Yangmei couldn't help but feel a little frustrated, but then he took the wrench of the door again and turned it gently. Sure enough, the door was not locked as he thought.
Shen Yangmei gently pushed open the door and walked in, then quickly closed the door.
"Looking at your thief and cautious look, you seem to be very familiar with it. Have you done this kind of thing before?" As if she had expected him to come, Lin Jing leaned on the bed and laughed and cursed in a low voice.
The orange desk lamp exuded a dim light, shining on Lin Jing's lazy and delicate face. Shen raised his eyebrows and walked to the bed, folded his arms and rested his shoulders, looking down at Lin Jing with a condescending smile and said, "What have you done?"
"Bah! You're not shy or impatient!" Lin Jing also noticed the ambiguity in what she just said, and raised her eyebrows in a low voice.