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An extra Orleans-style rotisserie chicken for dinner.
Using a knife, the tiny roasted chicken was sliced open, the sizeable thighs removed, and the body chopped into four pieces, each less than half the size of the palm of your hand – the exact size of the standard $13.80 supermarket version of a roasted chicken.
“It’s so small, it won’t be enough to stuff your teeth.” Jing Night growled as she sliced and twisted her head, “Shan Yan Xiu you cheapskate, it’s rare for me to have a meal with you, do you have to be so stingy? You have to order at least five chickens of this model!”
“I didn’t leave you to eat.”
“What kind of chicken did you buy if you didn’t keep me for dinner? Don’t forget that your throat itches when you eat spicy food.” Jing Night indignantly, “If you don’t feed me do you feed …… me,” she remembered with hindsight that there was another person present in this house, and swallowed the latter words raw.
Ya Xiao didn’t raise her eyelids, “I can’t eat this right now, you eat it all.”
“Yay~ If you don’t eat it, it’s all mine.” Jing Night raised her hands and cheered, extremely nimbly picking up a chicken leg and gnawing on it, “The flavor is really good, the spice is strong enough.” During the process of eating the opposite side of the person has been soaring eye knife over, she also does not care, but deliberately rubbing the person sitting next to her, eyeballs drifting towards the opposite side, provocative, “Hey, you do not say that I have forgotten that you have just had a fever, this kind of chicken can not be eaten la. Well, I remembered that you need to make chicken soup, right, that kind of light chicken soup, isn’t it?”
Ya Xiao smiled, “I’m used to drinking ginger soup, I haven’t tried chicken soup yet.” Drinking chicken soup as soon as you get sick is the style of foreign devils.” Jing Night was obviously very inquisitive, “I’ve also drank it, but it doesn’t seem to work as well as white wine.”
As soon as she talked about white wine, the person across from her threw over another blank stare, the scratches on her face faded but vague marks could still be seen.
“Ginger soup with brown sugar, or red dates.” Ya Xiao tossed the green greens and rice together into her mouth and chewed slowly.
“Is that good?” Jingyue had already gnawed the standard-issue roasted chicken down to the neck, the bone dish in front of her piled high with bone crumbs, “If you cook it share some of it with me, okay?”
Ya Xiao laughed, noncommittal.
Usually at dinner it was mostly two people sitting face to face, barely talking, just the sound of bowls and spoons. And today there was just one more person, and the whole atmosphere was different. Jingyue was quite dissatisfied with Shan Yanxiu’s behavior of only using a standard-type roast chicken to pass herself off, and in protest she left the table midway to go rummage through the wine cabinet to get a bottle of wine out. Unscrewing it and pouring it on, she didn’t forget to tsk and praise, “If I were to say that we still need to drink this kind of wine for dinner, what kind of white and red grapes are not as enjoyable as this one.”
Ya Xiao took a glance without a trace, this is the only bottle of high liquor in the wine cabinet, the brand is still a national treasure. She looked in Shan Yanxiu’s direction again, and was not surprised to see a blackened face. She lowered her head to look at the carrots in the bowl raised the corners of her mouth and poked them through with a chopstick.
“I didn’t realize you still had this good stuff hidden away for almost thirty years.” Shizukuya hunched her shoulders, looking quite villainous in her triumph, “It’s cheap for me today.” She very HAPPY jumped off the chair and ran to the kitchen to take out a big bowl to gulp and pour it on, er then tilted her neck and drank it all in one gulp.
Ya Xiao saw Shan Yan Xiu’s face become even darker and uglier, and even intended to raise his hand to stop it, but for some reason his hand was raised halfway but then stopped, and finally slowly fell back to its original position.
Jing night will be a bottle of wine after drinking all of the rather some unfulfilled smacking mouth, very shamelessly said, “white wine should be this way to drink is cool, so a mouthful of finish are comfortable ah!” Completely forgetting how abominable his behavior was for taking it without asking.
Ya Xiao felt that Jing Night was quite an interesting person, and even though she was Shan Yanxiu’s friend, she didn’t hate her. She felt that Jing Night’s straightforward temperament was a bit like her best friend, Tuan Zi. Only the former’s character was tough and imposing. While the latter’s character was soft and sticky, famously easy to knead. More importantly, at this time now, having one more person in the house could ease the atmosphere and dilute the awkwardness of being alone with only two people.
The aftermath of the previous night’s events still loomed large in her heart, and although her escape behavior was cerebral, and her attitude was a bit wobbly at the back, it was much worse when compared to his behavior. Under such circumstances, she still had to share a room with him, she really did not know how to live with herself.
So, it’s good to have another person in the house, at least to buffer a bit.
Ya Xiao Shang was pondering how to find an excuse to keep this little drunkard in front of her, it would be good to stay for a day or two. Just in the moment of thinking suddenly his shoulders sank, a black raven head just pressed over, carrying a strong smell of alcohol, “Uh …… who is that, um …… uh, you, you come and look, this wine… . what’s the name of this wine, haha, it’s so funny, actually …… actually come up with such an idiotic name, it really laughs me to death haha ……”
Obviously drunk, luckily not babbling.
Ya Xiao topped her, “This is Maotai wine.” Yashiro was looking at Maotai as a thatched room or a toilet.
“What? Maotai?” Jingyue stared with wide eyes and sounded fierce, “This is moutai?”
Ya Xiao saw her appearance and thought that she was quite drunk. She knew that she couldn’t argue with someone who had drunk too much, and seeing that she would have to go to sleep after a while at most, so she coaxed, “Isn’t this Maotai? What is it if it’s not Maotai?”
“It’s SB!” Silent Night giggled after yelling, poking her finger on the bottle, “SB wine ah! Look, it’s written here.S~B~”
“It’s not SB, it’s 58 degrees.”
“What? No way! Obviously it’s SB, obviously it’s SB!”Jingyue squinted her eyes and shook her head for a while suddenly stood up excitedly and waved her hands in a burst, “This is SB wine, SB wine!”
Good poor 58 degrees ……
“Enough,” Shan Yanxiu did not know when to stand behind her, raised his hand and pressed her into the chair.
People who drink too much are very strong and behave in a very incomprehensible way, in this point of knowledge Ya Xiao knows it well. Think about the demon, he behaved so incomprehensibly when he was drunk, i.e., he was too square and perverted, too arrogant and seductive.
But she obviously misjudged the situation this time, and also misjudged the drunken person this time.
“Not enough, how can just one bottle be enough? It needs to be at least five bottles!” Silent Night struggled to break free of the clamps and wobbled to her feet, holding out her hand and spreading it out, “See, one, two, three, four, five, five bottles!” Narrowing her eyes and shaking them twice, she moves over again, “Well, why do you look like you have five bottles on your face too.” (Picking his nose, remember Tooth’s shaving claw?)
Ya Xiao had seen Shan Yanxiu angry, furious, and even exasperated. But this moment was the first time she had seen Shan Yan Xiu’s look of being furious and wanting to kill someone, that look, that look, was more powerful than eating a vat of Haagen-Dazs in winter. She moved to the side with good sense, and took care to push the breakable dishes and other things towards the center of the table. Just kidding, she’d still have to clean up after the breakage. The drunks, they’ll be left for someone else to deal with.
Shan Yan Xiu glanced in her direction, clenched fists loosened, not yet able to say something, Jing night suddenly shouted, “Ayan na Ayan, …… you a small stingy ah, invited to dinner are only give me a chicken ……. How good I am to you …… do not appreciate …… you say I have no one dare to marry, fucking anyone dare to marry you? Anyone dare, dare?” Jing night yelled excited, a grabbed the other side of the collar, “Last time, uh …… last time I brought that girl, well …… people’s families open freezer company, since childhood in the freezer play …… Uh, how suitable for you na …… can just see you one side, just eat half of the meal on the tears out of the …… What the hell did you and others said said what? You don’t even know my original plan you sixty years old or lonely if I fucking buy a home for the elderly to give you as a hospice care ……” Jing night shaking head smashed in his chest, the voice suddenly become smaller, but still hear really, “how not easy na, this time …… this time at least in …… in in you smell a little bit of human flavor, someone wants to …… rub, I want to give you to save the money are taken out to spend spend spend spend all spent …… old son can not marry out on the package two masters package white boy …… I package a week, a month is four, a year is forty ……”
Ya Xiao listening at the side, the more you listen to the more awkward, the more you listen to some can not help but laugh, to the end of the even took the initiative to open the mouth to correct, “is forty-eight.”
Just after the words fell his gaze trailed over, with a little surprise. She cleared her throat and turned her head as if she hadn’t seen it.
The sounds of the quiet night grew fainter and fainter, and by the end of it all that was left was a purr. She watched him carefully move the man to the couch in the living room and was wondering why he didn’t get him to the bedroom.
“Put your things away, and be quick about it.”
Shan Yanxiu didn’t wait for her to answer before he started cleaning up the mess on the dining table, not forgetting to call out to her, “Come over and help, it’s quicker with two people.”
This was the first time he had spoken to her since he returned to this house, and he couldn’t hear any special emotions, so he couldn’t say that he was ordering her to come over, it was purely a request.
Although her heart was strange but did not open her mouth to ask, just silently cleaned up the dishes, stubbornly using silence to fulfill the right of indifference.
The two of them really did clean things up a lot faster, and as she dried the last plate and put it in the cupboard, there was a sudden loud clang from behind her, the sound of something heavy hitting the ground. She whipped her head around to see that Shizuku had risen from the couch, her short hair sticking out in a horizontal, dazed fashion. The low table in front of him had tipped over, the fruit on it rolling all over the floor.
A curse could be heard, and then he began to reach out and yank her.
Bastard! There’s someone else here na!
She was shocked, but of course she tore herself away from him, but she was never as strong as he was, and with her newly recovered spirit, she didn’t have the strength to growl even if she wanted to. Soon she was wrapped in his arms, tightly confined.
Pine and cypress scent soon surrounded her vaguely have downward pressure trend, the head becomes a little drowsy, unbearable memories are beginning to clear up. That night she also smelled the scent of pine and cypress, as well as the smell of unknown flowers, sweet and smoky. In that moment, even the smallest detail would cause her to relive the scene of that night all over again.
He led her toward the master bedroom, moving swiftly. A coldness flooded the bottom of her heart, and before the second struggle could begin he lowered his head and whispered, “Get in, it’s not good if you’re late.”
Bastard! What late is not good, is not that the night is dark and windy to do good work? She hated that he had a brain full of dirty thoughts and bad motives, the first time she ate she was half forced, the second time she had to be like this her name would be written backwards.
Seeing her struggling hard, he simply increased his force and dragged her into the master bedroom, the door half-covered.
“What are you doing?” She growled, her eyes red.
Without waiting for him to answer, there was a sudden loud bang from outside, followed by a pinging sound. She saw through the crack of the unclosed door, only to see that Jing Night, who had been sitting still only moments ago, was now smashing things as if he were a Shura evil spirit gone mad, smashing one thing after another, devastatingly smashing the law.
“Jing Night has a bad taste in alcohol, when he drinks a little more he talks a lot, if he is drunk he will be like this, sleep shallowly for a while then get up and go crazy.” He had a calm expression on his face, as if it wasn’t his house he was smashing. “About an hour or so of madness.”
Good, the living room would be mostly cleared out after an hour. ;
He closed the door behind him and leaned his back against the door panel, his eyes locked on hers, “Don’t you want to say anything to me?”
She tilted her head up, his face reflected in her clear eyes, clear and whole, “Yes, there are questions I want to ask you.”
The door panel behind him jolted with another loud bang, and he managed not to care, his tone taking on a rare hint of urgency, “What do you want to ask?”
She was smiling, but the words she uttered were like a sharp knife, picking at his softest and most vulnerable place and stabbing down, “Who is Yin Lian?”