I Just Came to Borrow a Light Chapter 59:

At this moment, the atmosphere in the room is a little frozen.

The peanut fell on Lin Yang's forehead. He raised his head, obviously not expecting such a scene, but he did not give up the task of "catching the peanut", and bounced again when the peanut fell on his forehead. After opening, he slapped his forehead with his hand.

Pop.

The solidified atmosphere in the room was broken by Lin Yang's father at this moment.

"Hey, I knew it!" The brother-in-law burst into laughter next to him, pointing at his son, "He must not be able to catch..."

"How did you become a father!" The mother was stunned by his laugh at first, then glared at him after she recovered, "It's funny to laugh at your son like that?"

"I'm not the only one laughing," my brother-in-law held back a smile, "I usually make fun of him... son, don't you?"

"Well," Lin Yang nodded, bent over and found the peanut on the ground, "My mother always laughs at me."

"What child do you two have!" The mother glared at her brother-in-law again, then turned her head to stare at Yuan Wu, "You guys still use it to mix drinks like kung fu?"

Lin Chengbu also wanted to laugh a little, but in order to prevent his mother from staring at him, he could only smile and put his face between his mother and Yuan Wu: "Just try hand-eye coordination."

"He can't." My brother-in-law said again with a smile.

"You can't do it!" Mom was not convinced, she reached out and picked up a peanut, after thinking about it, she put it down and replaced it with a big green jujube, "Yang Yanglai, grandma threw it to you, you Take it well."

"Okay." Lin Yang answered loudly.

"...Hey." Lin Chengbu became anxious when he saw it. His mother's ability to throw things was indescribable.

But before he could stop it, Mom had already threw the big green jujube at her precious grandson.

It's over.

It's a very accurate throw.

Da Qingzao flew towards Lin Yang. Looking at the trajectory, it probably landed on the chest, but if Lin Yang still took a step before he took it, he would have been smashed again on the forehead.

Just as Lin Chengbu wanted to get up to intercept it, Yuan Wu, who was beside him, suddenly leaned forward, stretched out his arm, and caught the big green jujube.

"I'm going to hit my face," Yuan Wu said. "He can't handle it from this angle."

"Yang Yang, your grandma smashed you with dates," my brother-in-law said again, "Yuan Wu's reaction was very quick."

"Hey," Dad couldn't help laughing, "Forget it, Yang Yang doesn't have this kind of cell."

"Have you taken the laughing potion?" Mom was a little embarrassed, so she continued to stare at her brother-in-law.

Lin Chengbu used to think that this brother-in-law was a little naive, but today he is very grateful for his character and his laughter that he concentrated on his own son.

"I can't handle it," Lin Yang didn't care about his grandma's jujube smashing him and his father's continuous ridicule, and looked at Yuan Wu, "Isn't it possible that I can't learn to bartender if I can't handle it?"

Lin Chengbu was very worried about Yuan Wu's answer.

Yes.

Hmm.

That's right.

With his understanding of Yuan Wu's straightforwardness, the chances of these answers appearing each account for 33%, and the remaining 1% he can't guess what it will be.

So he pinched Yuan Wu's leg with his hand.

Yuan Wu was probably startled, and reacted so quickly that he slapped him on the leg without even turning his head.

Lin Chengbu was stunned for two seconds before shouting in a low voice: "Ah..."

"Yes." Yuan Wu nodded to Lin Yang.

This time, let alone my mother, even Lin Chengbu's face was twisted. I've seen someone with low EQ, but I've never seen someone like this!

"That's it," Lin Yang was not particularly disappointed, just took the green jujube from Yuan Wu's hand and tossed it in his hand, "but I can still teach you English."

"You can catch this," Yuan Wu said, taking back the green jujube and holding it up, "Where do you think it will fall when it falls?"

Lin Yang looked up at his hand, stretched out two hands and gestured forward: "Here?"

Crooked.

Lin Chengbu was impressed by this Lin Yang primary school tyrant's ability in this area. The position of his hand was almost a palm away from the position of Zao.

"Hmm." The jujube in Yuan Wu's hand moved above his hand, and then let go.

The date fell into Lin Yang's palm.

"Ah!" Lin Yang shouted very happily, "I caught it!"

"Yes." Yuan Wu nodded.

"Then I can learn bartending?" Lin Yang asked.

"Yes," Yuan Wu said, "but you have to wait until you turn 18."

"Why?" Lin Yang asked.

"You have to try bartending, but children can't drink." Yuan Wu said.

"Oh, that's still ten years away," Lin Yang sighed, "for so long, then maybe I don't want to learn bartending."

"Then you should learn something else," Lin Chengbu said, "you learn to be a master anyway, right."

"Yes." Lin Yang happily took the jujube and nibbled while flipping through the English fairy tale book.

Lin Chengbu looked at Yuan Wu in disbelief. He was suddenly unable to judge whether this person had high or low EQ.

Mom's mood was probably ups and downs, and she didn't speak for a long time while watching Yuan Wu.

"Drink some fruit tea," Dad said. "This fruit tea has a little ginger, and it's fragrant and warm."

Lin Chengbu took a cup of fruit tea and put it in front of Yuan Wu: "It's delicious, you can try it."

"Yeah." Yuan Wu picked up the cup and took a sip.

"When you mix drinks, don't you put **** in a lot of wine?" Brother-in-law looked at Yuan Wu and asked.

"Well, you can put a lot of them," Yuan Wu said, "Ginger juice and **** slices are available."

"Hey Dad," the brother-in-law asked Dad again, "Did you also put **** in the one that your friend invited you to drink with a weird taste?"

"Yes, not only the taste is weird, but the name is also weird, what's it called, let me think about it..." Dad frowned while holding the cup, "Three sets of cars?"

"Is there a wine called Sansetche?" Lin Chengbu was stunned for a while, then turned to look at Yuan Wu. Although he was not interested in wine, after all, he was a fan of Yuan Wu for a long time. Never heard of this name.

"Moscow mule," Yuan Wu said, "the one with **** beer."

"Yes, Mule, that's the name." Dad patted his thigh.

"The name sounds like a stable," Mom said.

"A mule is not a horse," Lin Chengbu laughed, "it really smells like a stable, it should be the... horse neck."

Mom was stunned: "Ma Jingtao? Does he still mix drinks?"

Brother-in-law was happy again: "The wine he mixes is probably called Roaring."

"You took the laughing medicine!" Mom glared at him.

"Horse neck means horse neck, horseneck." Yuan Wu smiled.

"This is quite delicious, a little sweet." Lin Chengbu added.

"You know a lot." Mom gave him a sideways glance.

"It's quite a lot," Lin Chengbu took a sip of fruit tea, "It's been so many years..."

Yeah, it's been so many years. When I have time, I go to squat on the 18th and watch Yuanwu bartending. He knows many wine steps by heart, which are Yuanwu's fixed movements and which are his He could see the improvisation, not to mention the names of these wines.

However, after he finished speaking, the parents and brother-in-law seemed a little bit at a loss as to what to do with each other, and the room suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Horseneck! Horse's neck!" Lin Yang suddenly shouted loudly, "Am I right?"

"Yes." Lin Chengbu nodded quickly.

"How to write?" He turned over a notebook and a pen from his schoolbag with great interest, and ran to Lin Chengbu.

"I...not." Lin Chengbu glanced at Yuan Wu.

"Ah? Uncle, have you never been to school?" Lin Yang was a little surprised.

"Yeah, I didn't go to school. In order for your mother to go to college, my uncle went to pick up junk and sell plastic bottles..." Lin Chengbu looked sad, "It's so hard."

Lin Yang looked at him, and after a while he said, "It's a lie, it doesn't look like it at all."

"That's right, zero points go rough." My brother-in-law answered next to him.

"Don't speak foul language," Lin Yang said, then turned and sat beside Yuan Wu, "Uncle Xiao Wu, can you write?"

"I'm afraid you won't understand even if I write it." Yuan Wu said, hesitantly took his pen and wrote Horseneck in the notebook.

Lin Cheng walked over and took a look. Yuan Wu's English letters were better than square letters.

Lin Yang took the notebook and went to the side to learn to write. Lin Chengbu was trying to find a topic that could be avoided around Yuanwu when his mother's cell phone rang.

"Your sister should be back," Mom answered the phone, "Huh? Ah, it's all here, just waiting for you... No need to buy it, I bought it..."

"My sister is back," Lin Chengbu whispered to Yuan Wu, "for a while..."

"Let's cook," Mom put down the phone, "your sister is at the gate of the community."

"I..." Lin Chengbu hesitated. If he went into the kitchen to cook, only Yuan Wu would be left in the living room to face his father, mother, sister and brother-in-law. I wonder if Yuan Wu would be uncomfortable. , "I don't want to do it."

"Huh?" Mom was stunned.

Dad and brother-in-law were also stunned, looking at him together.

"Let Lin Huiyu do it." Lin Chengbu said.

"Your sister just got off the plane and has been tired for several days," said the brother-in-law.

"Then you do it." Lin Chengbu said.

"...Okay," brother-in-law nodded, "Can I make you eat?"

"I don't eat it." Lin Yang replied quickly on the side.

Lin Chengbu laughed: "Hey."

"Go," my brother-in-law patted him on the shoulder and said again, "I'm chatting with Yuan Wu, I just want to learn some tricks recently."

Lin Chengbu stood up, her brother-in-law probably said this to him.

I am worried that Yuan Wu's appearance is so obvious?

He walked into the kitchen, and his mother followed: "The dishes are here, and there are still in the refrigerator."

"Are you going to help me?" Lin Chengbu opened the refrigerator to see what materials were there.

"I'll tell you where the dishes are," my mother tutted, "I still have the chef's recipes at home, and I'm still fighting."

"There is no room for two of us in this kitchen," Lin Chengbu smiled and took out a box of meat, "Does this meat want to make braised pork?"

"Well, let's make one. The braised pork you made last time, Yang Yang, didn't like it very much." Mom said, "As soon as I came here today, I told my uncle to make braised pork, and you can do the rest. ."

"Okay," Lin Chengbu put the meat on the desk, looked back at his mother after thinking about it, and whispered, "Hey, mom, what do you think?"

"How about what? I'm a little hungry," Mom said.

"...I said Yuanwu." Lin Chengbu said.

"He," Mom leaned against the refrigerator with her arms crossed, "I can't tell you, there's nothing wrong with looking at him...Isn't he a good temperament...I think he speaks very straight?"

"It's very straight," Lin Chengbu said, "he would be more straight if it was someone else."

"It's better to be straight, you don't have a heart," Mom said, "but don't be like your brother-in-law, you don't have a heart, you don't have a brain."

"Don't talk nonsense," Lin Chengbu laughed, "how would my brother-in-law become the marketing manager if he really had no brains."

"I'm also wondering," Mom frowned, "their company is going to close down."

Lin Chengbu was about to speak again when the door in the living room rang, and then he heard Lin Yang shouting happily: "Mom—"

He flung the dishes back into the living room.

"This is my sister," he jumped to Yuan Wu's side, "Do you still have an impression?"

"No," Yuan Wu answered truthfully, and nodded to Lin Huiyu, "Hello."

"No impression is normal," Lin Huiyu smiled, "I didn't speak."

"Mom! Look." Lin Yang took a jujube and threw it up. The jujube fell to the ground, and he picked it up again.

"What are you looking at?" Lin Huiyu asked.

"Look at me picking up the jujube," Lin Yang threw the jujube up again, and this time he caught it, "Uncle Xiaowu said he would teach me how to mix drinks when I was 18 years old, and I passed his test." /

"It's so good?" Lin Huiyu touched his head, "Then go and practice next to me."

After Lin Yang walked away, she looked at Yuan Wu: "What kind of test? He's not like that, right?"

"It's not," Yuan Wu said, "I'll forget it in two days."

After a few people sat down, Lin Chengbu walked to the kitchen and looked at Yuan Wu again.

Yuan Wu glanced at him and suddenly pouted at him.

This is Yuan Wu expressing to him that he is fine, but for Lin Chengbu, this expression is a bit sudden, and in front of the whole family, there is an excitement of touching his legs under the table.

He immediately responded with a kiss at Yuan Wu.

But Lin Huiyu saw the kiss and rolled his eyes with disgust: "Chef Lin, you are quite charming."

"Thank you for the compliment." Lin Chengbu pinched an orchid finger and flew a kiss to her, turning around and entering the kitchen.

Lin Huiyu has always been dissatisfied with Yuan Wu. She has no problem with the bartender, but she has never been able to accept Yuan Wu's psychological state.

But Lin Chengbu knew that even if she was dissatisfied, she would not show it in front of Yuan Wu.

He's busy in the kitchen, listening to what's going on outside.

Yuan Wu's words were still very few, and he basically didn't make a sound. His brother-in-law asked him something, and he would only answer, and then Lin Huiyu was talking about a strange taxi driver that he encountered on this business trip.

Children Lin Yang interjected from time to time.

The atmosphere is not bad, Lin Chengbu breathed a sigh of relief.

After a bit of settling, he'll be able to pull out all of his cooking skills and keep busy in the kitchen.

After more than half an hour of work, the kitchen door was pushed open.

"It's still a while," Lin Chengbu said while opening the lid of the pot to look at the dishes, "Is there any wine? No cooking wine, bring me some of my dad's high-quality wine."

"I don't know where." Yuan Wu's voice came from behind.

Lin Chengbu threw the shovel and turned around, seeing Yuan Wu standing behind him, he immediately felt an ecstasy of reunion after a long absence: "Why did you come in?"

"Go to the toilet." Yuan Wu said.

"Turn over that door and go in." Lin Chengbu showed him the way. The house at home is old-fashioned, and to go to the toilet, you have to go through the kitchen first.

"It's very fragrant." Yuan Wu said as he walked over there.

"Wait," Lin Chengbu leaned to the kitchen door and looked out, everyone was chatting, he stepped to Yuan Wu's side in two steps, hugged him and kissed him fiercely, "Hey, I miss you. ."

"Control it," Yuan Wu pushed him, "If someone comes in, this ticket will be charged or not, it's all your family members."

"Fuck," Lin Chengbu laughed, reached into his clothes and touched a few more, then stood up and asked softly, "How is it? Do you feel okay?"

"Not very good, I'm really tired, I don't know what to say," Yuan Wu said, "Let's go early after dinner."

"Okay," Lin Chengbu said, "hold on for a while."

"I don't need to insist on being so exaggerated," Yuan Wu smiled, "I just think it's hard to find something to say. Your brother-in-law can talk to me, but as soon as your mother and your sister talk to me, I feel it's hard to find something to talk to. Say it."

It is indeed very difficult for Yuan Wu to find something if he has nothing to say. He has always said nothing if he has nothing to say. Even if he is in the cold, he does not care. Certainly not.

"Then give me a fight," Lin Chengbu said, "just at this moment... ahh, I'm going to get smashed!"

He ran to the stove and turned off the fire: "You give me a shot, today's dishes are complicated, I'm really in trouble by myself."

"Okay." Yuan Wu responded.

Perhaps it's been a long time since the whole family got together like this. Mom and Dad were in a good mood and chatting enthusiastically. It wasn't until the dishes were ready that Yuan Wu began to serve them out. My mother found out that Yuan Wu was always on the way. Not in the living room.

"Why did you run in to fight?" She was a little surprised, "I just said I always felt something was wrong."

"The chef said he was too busy." Yuan Wu put the dishes on the table.

"I'll help!" Lin Yang immediately jumped off the sofa and trotted into the kitchen to help with the dishes.

"You sit down," Lin Huiyu smiled at Yuan Wu, "how can I say that I'm also a guest today."

Yuan Wu was also polite, nodded and sat down.

Lin Chengbu made this table of dishes and enjoyed it just by smelling it. Yuan Wu looked at the dishes on the table and felt that if he was with Lin Chengbu all the time, he would not have to worry about eating for the rest of his life. No appetite problem.

"Come on, clink a glass." Mom held up a Coke.

Yuan Wu was stunned for a while, then followed everyone to raise the wine glasses in their hands, and then slammed it.

"Let's eat, no one said anything?" said the brother-in-law, "I don't think I can wait until the end of the speech."

"Eat, eat, eat." Mom said.

Yuan Wu breathed a sigh of relief and took a piece of braised pork.

"During the Chinese New Year at my house, when everyone arrives, I have to ask my grandfather to give a speech," Lin Chengbu told him with a smile, "summarizing last year and looking forward to next year."

"Huh?" Yuan Wu felt a little confused.

"It's only a few days before the Chinese New Year," Lin Huiyu said, "you can come to my house for the Chinese New Year. There are many people during the New Year, and it will be lively. By the way, let's see what my grandfather has to say."

"I can recite it, it's the same every year," my brother-in-law said with a smile, "even the tone particles are the same."

Come to my house for Chinese New Year.

When Yuan Wu heard this, his first reaction was not that Lin Chengbu's mother was basically okay, but... no.

I don't want to come to New Years.

Not used to so many people who are unfamiliar or even strangers and can't be treated like strangers together.

Yuan Wu felt agitated at the thought of such a scene.

Lin Chengbu's family has already started to discuss the New Year's affairs. Yuan Wu didn't want to spoil Lin Chengbu's enthusiasm at this time, but he was afraid that Lin Chengbu would agree.

"Xiaobubu," he leaned closer to Lin Chengbu's ear and said in a low voice, "I...can I come to your house for Chinese New Year?"

Lin Chengbu looked at him for a while, but nodded quickly and said softly, "Well, whatever you want, it's fine."

Yuan Wu relaxed for a while and leaned back on the chair.

But at the same time, there was a burst of distress, and he felt distressed for Lin Chengbu.

Need to accommodate his strange temper once again.

"But there are conditions," Lin Chengbu turned his head to look at him again, touched his legs with his hands under the table, and said in a low voice, "You have to let me celebrate the New Year with you, I want to be with you. New Year's Eve dinner."

"Huh?" Yuan Wu was stunned.

"Hey, how about..." Lin Chengbu raised his eyebrows suddenly, "Let's go on a trip? The trip ends... New Year's Eve."