Twenty rings

Chapter 13

It gets deeper and deeper, but it's as good as it gets.

Who doesn't want face?I don't want face.He thinks I don't mind pretending to be silly and playing tricks to make you happy. Anyway, my mother was sick when I was young, and I did everything possible to make her happy.Boys should make the people they care about happy, mother is mother, you are the one I like.

I want to stay quietly by the senior's side for a while, and bask in the sun together for a while.Shake activity: "Where's your cat?"

Yes, where is the cat?

Zhou Minmin jumped up and looked for cats all over the room, pressing down on his feet, and softly "meow—"

Then Xia Ke made a gesture to call him over. Xia Ke squatted in front of the sofa and said "shh".

Zhou Minmin followed his gaze, and a thin and short tail tip was exposed from the corner of the sofa.

People are poor and have short ambitions, but cats are thin and long-haired.The kitten's cat meat is too little to feed fish, and it has to spit out its bones.Because it is thin, it looks less hairy and fluffy, and its tail is like a mouse's tail.

She nestled under the sofa like a little ostrich, and her ass had been discovered by two humans.Zhou Minmin was worried: "I wasn't afraid of life yesterday, why is it like this today?"

Xia Ke simply sat on the ground, wearing an overnight T-shirt, lazily like a leopard that just got up and stretched: "I just arrived last night, and I was still dazed. I saw it this morning and arrived at my new home. Maybe the little cat girl remembered that she should be afraid of giving birth."

Zhou Minmin felt that what the senior said made sense, but it was time for breakfast, and the cat had to eat too. He opened a can of kitten food, fearing that the kitten would not be able to eat, so he dug out the can, poured a few spoonfuls of water and stirred it into a paste .Serve in a shallow dish and place gently next to the kitten's tail.

After taking care of the kitten, Zhou Minmin was a little proud: "Does the senior eat noodles?"

Xia Ke was surprised: "You can do it?"

Classmate Zhou is very honest: "Aunt Mo made fresh noodles, soup and toppings for me, put them in the refrigerator, and just reheat them. It's not like I can't even boil water!"

Xia Ke smiled: "Okay, the chef will do it that week, and I will help you."

Zhou Minmin took out the handmade fresh noodles, boiled them, and checked the time on his phone. He was particular about how many minutes the time was, and how many minutes the noodles were cooked, so he posted it on his refrigerator.

Shako poured out the soup and toppings from the airtight container and put them in the microwave to heat them up.

There is a sweet aroma in the open kitchen.Zhou Minmin put his hips on his hips and was even more proud: "Senior, Nanjing Xiao Pai Noodles."

The son of Zhou is from Jinling.However, his Jinling is like Shangtang’s Taiyuan, where the two Taiyuan princes were born. They are both native places, false, and impossible to go back to.

Whether this bowl of Nanjing Xiaopai Noodles is authentic or not is a question mark.Xia Ke has only heard of Nanjing skin belly noodles and big meat noodles, but never heard of Nanjing small row noodles.If there is such a kind of noodles, it is better to combine Nanjing Xiaopai with noodles.But Young Master Zhou obviously likes to eat this way.He is a very typical person from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, he looks beautiful and has a sweet mouth.Occasionally, I eat in the school cafeteria with everyone, and I can use the chopsticks quickly, and eat a piece of octopus cleanly while my mouth is empty.

The short ribs are as sweet and sour as the hairtail, with a lot of sugar and very little vinegar.It is said to be pork ribs, but there are only a few bones, most of which are dice-sized pieces of meat, fried in oil, the meat is crispy and fragrant, and the noodle soup is also thick oily red sauce.

Nanjing noodles are hard noodles, not the strength of Shanxi noodles, but hard in the core.So although this bowl of noodles is sweet, there is a solid core in it, just like Zhou Xiaoxuan himself.

Zhou Minmin is rare, not because of his feelings for him, nor because of his background, but because of the first time I saw him, I felt that this is a rare child.

Now this rare kid is eating the pickled white radish that comes with the noodles. After eating, he chatters: "It is said that eating too much white radish will fart?" A pair of big eyes flickered at him: "Senior, do you have anything to say?"

What are you talking about, talking about eating carrots and farting, talking about Shanxi noodles and Nanjing noodles, talking about eating salty and eating sweet, talking about the noodles given by Shang Tang on the last birthday and Zhou Minmin on the birthday this time, so that he can feel the warmth of college life?

Xia Ke didn't want to be sensational, so he just recited a quotation, put down the bowl and said: "We come from all corners of the country, and we have come together for a common revolutionary goal."

Zhou Minmin burst out laughing.

The cat is eating the can, and the senior is eating noodles. He is in a good mood this morning.

He has many mornings and evenings, many tomorrows, full of hope.He also has a little secret, and a little cunning, he always has spare toothpaste, toothbrush and towels at home.Last night I secretly bought it in front of Xia Ke, just wondering if the senior would stay when he saw that he wanted him to accompany him but didn't say anything clearly.

Xia Ke slept through the night and had a meal, and entered the school with Zhou Minmin, only to remember: "Did the little cat have a name?"

Classmate Zhou rolled his eyes, and said in a serious manner: "It's started."

Xia Ke waited for him to say his name, and after waiting for a few seconds, he didn't hear a word, only to see the little classmate looking at him with a smile.

"what name?"

Classmate Zhou couldn't even hide his smile, and mouthed him.

"Ah, Ke."

Xia Ke raised his foot and kicked: "Little classmate, you are so brave, you will spoil your senior, right?"

Zhou Minmin hugged his head and avoided: "I was wronged, senior! Listen to my explanation, it's Jin Yong's Ake, Xiaobao's Ake!"

Young Master Zhou ran left and right, his exhaled breath turned into white mist.The senior who had no choice but to run 8000 meters per day, was caught by Xia Ke like a rabbit, panting and resentful.

Fortunately, senior Xia is not a person who cares about face, so A Ke will let A Ke out of this tone.He was also thinking about getting a dog in the future, named Mr. An, who would knock on the bowl three times a day: Sigh, come and eat!He only dared to have fun with this kind of reactionary thinking, but Mr. An knew that he could break his dog's legs with a raised eyebrow.

The various personal spaces of Zhou Minmin’s little classmate have become the base camp for showing off cats. The problem is that others show off puppets like Persian puppets, while Zhou’s little classmate shows off the one that is dark with a few touches of yellow, and the hair is still dry and shaggy. A skinny girl with a colorful face.The face is black, black, yellow, and yellow, and the eyes are not big, like two slanted blades. The two-month-old kitten has a vicious expression.

But Classmate Zhou firmly put on the filter. In his eyes, cats are straightforward when they don’t care about people. In his eyes, cats are fierce and cute.At the very beginning, he was still dying, insisting that he and A Ke were equals, but her big human brother.Within three days, I accepted the reality, and my heart was full of joy when I hugged the cat, and my daughter and daughter barked.

He not only posts cats by himself, but also intentionally posts new news to Xia Ke every day.A Ke huddled under the sofa to sleep, vigilantly staggered around the whole house, used the litter box for the first time, took a bath for the first time, and yawned in front of him for the first time.Send Xia Ke a mobile phone cat picture, making Xia Ke half the master of A Ke, and then Zhou Minmin invites the seniors to watch the cat at home from time to time.