twenty four

Lin Wuyu is not used to eating at other people's houses, or rather, he is not used to eating together with his elders and children, no matter whose family members he is.

Even Xu Tianbo's family was unwilling to go. He grew up so much that he had never had dinner at any classmate and friend's house except Lao Lin's house. When he went to Lao Lin's house for dinner, he was still with the people in the class, and Lao Lin was at home alone.

He is a little lonely today.

Only then did he agree to come to Grandma Ding Ji's house for dinner.

I started to be lonely when I came out of the exam room.

Whether you do well in the exam or not, whether you go back to school first or go home directly, the classmates around you will eventually go home for dinner.

There is no one in the dormitory.

This feeling of emptiness is completely different from that of a weekend.

Suddenly, his entire high school life disappeared.

Very lonely.

If Ding Ji hadn't asked him to have dinner, he would probably not go back to the dormitory after getting his things home. He would find a hotel for one night to relax his mood first.

Xu Tianbo sent a message an hour ago asking him where he was tonight, and he saw it only after taking pictures of the cucumber.

-After having dinner with friends, go back to the dormitory

-If you have something to talk about, I've been idle these days

-Then you keep being idle

-Why are you this Yazi?

-I don't play with big tongue

Lin Wuyu smiled and put his phone back in his pocket. He looked at the cucumbers that had turned into a black ball under Ding Ji's operation: "You are so embarrassed to say that mine is a pickled cucumber segment. Aren't you just a pickled cucumber segment?"

Ding Ji hesitated with the bottle of sesame oil: "Do you still need to add sesame oil? I think the smell is a bit too strong now."

"That's it," said Lin Wuyu, "If there is too much juice, do you pour it out?"

"Smart." Ding Ji nodded, took the plate, went to the pool, and carefully poured out all the soy sauce and aged vinegar.

"It's all about being smart. Is your IQ a bit incomplete?" Lin Wuyu took the plate.

"Photoing a cucumber can hit people's face," Ding Ji said, "What's your position to say I'm incomplete? Take it out!"

Lin Wuyu turned around and took out the cucumber.

"Oh, so deep," Grandpa looked at the cucumber on the plate, "Is this one made by Xiao Ji?"

"Yes." Lin Wuyu nodded with a smile.

"Isn't this a good one?" Grandma said from the side, "There are a few children who can cook now, but they don't even enter the kitchen. Look at this fairy child, taking a cucumber is like a scattered flower in a celestial girl..."

Grandma really loves Ding Ji very much.

In order to help Ding Ji support him, he did not hesitate to pull out his friends he had met for the first time.

Lin Wuyu laughed: "I don't know at all."

"This child has a much better temper than Pengpeng," said grandpa. "If Pengpeng said that, he would definitely shout."

In order to regain his face, my grandfather did not hesitate to stomp Liu Jinpeng.

Liu Jinpeng is so pitiful.

Lin Wuyu kept holding back his laughter.

"Eat it," Ding Ji took out the dishes and put them on it, pulled Lin Wuyu to him and sat down, "Try my grandmother and my skills."

"You have a nonsense skill," said grandma.

"Be civilized," said Ding Ji, "there are guests here."

"What kind of guest," said grandma, "isn't it just a child... Xiaoyu, don't be polite. Our family doesn't tell any rules, just eat."

"Okay." Lin Wuyu nodded.

"Eat more, don't be embarrassed." Grandma picked up two more ribs in his bowl, and then put two into Ding Ji's bowl. "I'm so tired this time. Now I'm over, so I don't have to worry about eating, drinking, having fun."

Lin Wuyu doesn’t like others to cook vegetables for him. It’s not the most important thing to be hygienic or not. After all, he is also a person who dares to drink water after taking Ding Ji’s bottle, and he is more uncomfortable.

But the moment he wanted to refuse politely, he pressed the hand he wanted to lift.

The grandmother picked up food for him, not like she was greeting guests, without any politeness, as if she was picking up food for her two grandchildren, and she was naturally and friendly.

He suddenly felt very warm.

It’s not a friend, a classmate, or a teacher, but an unreasonable love from family and elders.

"Don't worry about him," Ding Ji quickly picked up a piece of rib from Lin Wuyu's bowl, "I tell you that he is a bottomless pit. If you don't stop him, this table will not be enough for him to eat."

"Why are you still grabbing vegetables from someone's bowl?" Grandpa glared at him, "Is there no one on the plate?"

"If I eat slowly, I will be gone." Ding Ji laughed, with a little scoundrel expression on his face.

Lin Wuyu sometimes felt that Ding Ji was indeed very careful and keen. He probably didn't move his hands just now, but Ding Ji still found it.

When Ding Ji was about to steal the second rib, Lin Wuyu bounced at the back of his hand.

"Ah!" Ding Ji shouted.

"It's right!" said grandma.

"Do you believe Qing Yituan in a while?" Ding Ji glared at him.

"I believe it, don't I believe it?" Lin Wuyu picked up the ribs from his bowl and smiled at Ding Ji.

Ding Ji smiled after looking at him for a while, then leaned into his ear and whispered: "That's it, I'm very enthusiastic."

"It's pretty good." Lin Wuyu nodded.

To celebrate the end of the college entrance examination, my grandfather opened two bottles of red wine and sobered up the wine one hour in advance as Ding Ji asked. After eating a few bites, he felt that he should drink, but then he remembered that he had not received the wine.

"I'll get it." Grandma got up.

"Don't move," Grandpa stood up, "I've been busy with my meal, and I still have to rest now."

"Staying in peace means not moving," said grandma. "I told you that it is slow to move. I have no problem walking around the house every day."

"You are obedient." Ding Ji touched his grandmother's hand.

"It's okay to beat you up." Grandma slapped him.

Grandma looks pretty well recovered, mainly because she is not old. Ding Ji said that she has always been in good health. Now, except for walking slower, her face looks very good.

"Where did you put the awakened wine?" Grandpa asked.

"The balcony room." said grandma.

"Yes," Lin Wuyu was a little surprised and looked at Ding Ji, "Do you always drink red wine and decanters at home?"

"What a fart," Ding Ji raised his chin in the direction of Grandpa, "I woke up with a cold water bottle."

Sure enough, after a while, my grandfather brought an open glass cold water bottle of one liter, and it was filled with wine.

"There are no red wine glasses," said Grandpa, "Get the tea cup?"

Ding Ji took four tea cups and put them in a row, then took the cold water bottle and poured four full cups.

"Your mother said that you could just pour so much at the bottom of the cup." said grandma.

"Then we have to always pour it. Let's taste it. Who can taste it?" Ding Ji said. "If you want to say that, our cup is not right. If you don't have legs, you can pick it up and the temperature will change the taste of the wine."

Grandma thought about it, and then went to the cup to take a sip of the wine. After tasting it, she held the cup with both hands, waited for a few seconds, picked it up and took another sip.

"Nothing changed?" She tasted it.

Grandpa and Ding Ji burst into laughter, and Lin Wuyu couldn't help it, and then laughed like a ball.

"So let's talk about it, if we don't understand the meaning of drinking it," Ding Ji said happily, "After drinking this, I still have to hide the jar of wine under my grandfather's bed."

"Drink, drink, Xiaoyu won't go home anyway," said grandma, "Just don't drink too much. I won't help you clean up if you vomit, and your grandfather doesn't care."

Lin Wuyu was stunned for a moment and glanced at Ding Ji.

"She means you don't have to go home and you won't be told by your family," Ding Ji said in a low voice, "I'm not telling you to live here, don't be nervous."

"No," Lin Wuyu also whispered, "How did she know that I don't have to go home?"

"I didn't say anything." Ding Ji waved his hand quickly.

"I know." Lin Wuyu said.

"My grandma is sometimes stunning," said Ding Ji. "I don't know if it's a random guess or a real calculation, but you just finished the exam and ran to my house for dinner with your luggage... Few people would do this. Under normal circumstances, they shouldn't go home."

"…so." Lin Wuyu nodded.

Grandma's cooking skills are very good. Of course, it is also possible that Lin Wuyu's taste reserve only has a canteen and a street restaurant. He doesn't have much experience with the dishes he cooks at home. My mother's skills can only be divided into the level that can't be eaten.

Grandma's dishes are not only delicious, but also quite large in portions. All dishes are piled up, and there are several soup bowls that use.

Lin Wuyu ate a lot.
To be continued...