Years gone

Lin Nanyan put the potato into his mouth, and the spicy taste instantly spread to every corner. The slightly spicy taste was already very spicy for him.

The lighter a person's taste, the more sensitive their taste buds are, and they can easily taste the ingredients of the food. The sour, sweet, and salty tastes are all very obvious, but the most abrupt is the spicy taste, because it is not a taste but a pain.

The scorching feeling is both painful and stinging. For people who love spicy food, it is a mixture of pain and pleasure, refreshing and stimulating. But for people who have a light taste, it is no less than a burning sensation on the taste buds.

Jiang Qing has always been a person with a strong taste for food since childhood. She likes sour and spicy food. She wants the vinegar to be very sour and the spice to be extremely spicy.

Therefore, it is natural for Xiao Jiang Qing to share her favorite food flavors when she shares food.

When she fed little Nanyan for the first time, she looked at the defenseless little Nanyan with an innocent face, and tears streamed down her face as soon as he took a bite. Her clear eyes were instantly submerged in the water, and she almost burst into tears.

In a blink of an eye, Dad Jiang watched little Jiang Qing feed little Nan Yan her own special food. Seeing little Nan Yan's poor face that was red from the spiciness, he hurriedly asked little Nan Yan to spit it out, and then fed him water and oranges. It took a while for the wrinkled face to return to normal.

Afterwards, he angrily taught his daughter that not all children can accept chili peppers. For some people, chili peppers are like...

Dad Jiang was looking for a suitable metaphor and said that it was like a rotten apple, which was inedible.

Little Jiang Qing was very dissatisfied after hearing this. How could peppers be rotten apples? How could two completely different things be compared together?

What's even more incredible is that chili peppers are so delicious, how could little Nan Yan not like them? The reason he cried must be because he ate too little.

The first time she secretly ate chili peppers without restraint, she cried because of the spiciness, but she still liked it. Who among those who love spicy food has not cried because of spiciness? This is normal.

Dad's words could not convince little Jiang Qing at all.

Later, whenever she got the chance, she would secretly recommend it to Xiao Nanyan. With her unremitting efforts, Xiao Nanyan went from being hesitant to being calm and joined the vast army of people who eat spicy food. However, he was only at the entry level. If he set foot in the next level, it would not only be a matter of taste, but a matter of life and death.

In order to avoid being hospitalized for eating, little Jiang Qing could only regretfully say that little Nan Yan was too unlucky in his appetite.

Now grown up, Lin Nanyan swallowed the potatoes in his mouth without changing his expression and praised: "Uncle Jiang's cooking skills are getting better and better."

Over the years, he has become accustomed to this level of spiciness, and for him, it's actually not that bad.

"That's right. I didn't eat all these meals in vain. I was in charge. It's just roasting potato chips, no big deal." Jiang Qing said proudly.

Lin Nanyan paused with his hand picking up the food in the air and turned around: "When you say command, you don't mean that this dish is too salty, or that dish is not spicy enough, right?"

Jiang Qing: ...

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Isn't remote control command also command? If it weren't for me, could you eat so happily? Let me tell you, I have tried every dish one by one, and I only brought it to you if it passed the test." Except for barbecue.

She is also very self-aware. If she intervenes in the matter of sprinkling chili powder, no one will be able to eat it.

Lin Nanyan was at a loss for words. How could he describe Uncle Jiang's cooking skills? They were indeed very good. As long as he didn't listen to Jiang Qing's blind instructions, the food he cooked was comparable to that of a chef.

But the weird thing is that Uncle Jiang dotes on his daughter too much, and his cooking skills become more and more unconventional under Jiang Qing's remote control. The food he cooks is very tasty, but it is only to Jiang Qing's taste, not something that ordinary people can enjoy.

Looking at the eggplant picked up by chopsticks, Lin Nanyan hesitated how to eat it.

It took him a long time to bite the food before Jiang Qing's puzzled gaze came over.

The soft texture is full of the sweet and sour taste of tomato sauce, soft and delicious.

Lin Nanyan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, today's main dish was normal.

Noticing Lin Nanyan's fearless behavior, Jiang Qing didn't react at first. When she realized Lin Nanyan's hesitation, she gritted her teeth and said, "Do you think my taste is weird?"

"No, the unique taste is also a feature." Lin Nanyan was calm and composed.

Jiang Qing squinted her eyes and watched Lin Nanyan's movements, eating with a chopstick of rice and a bite of steamed bun, and eating with great relish.

She puffed up her cheeks and said sullenly, "I know you and my mom think my taste is weird, but it's just a few of the dishes. Most of them are pretty normal."

Over the years, she had noticed that her taste was a bit biased. She could handle spicy and sour food, but couldn't handle too much salt. Even a little bit of salt would make it too salty for her. As a result, her mother and she couldn't eat from the same pot, so meals often had to be cooked in two separate pots.

"No, this is normal. If you can eat spicy food, there are people who can't. If you can't eat salty food, there are people who like salty food. If this is called weird, then there is no weird person in this world." Lin Nanyan said slowly.

Jiang Qing put down the chopsticks in her hand, put her chin in her hand and concentrated: "You are right."

"So..." She pushed the potatoes towards Lin Nanyan again and again, "Eat more, it's delicious."

"And I heard that people who like spicy food have a lower cancer mortality rate than their peers," she added.

Lin Nanyan questioned, "Are you sure?"

"Of course, I'm not kidding you. This is scientific evidence supported by big data." Although she forgot which media reported it, she was very sure that she had seen the news and this was not an excuse she deliberately made.

Seeing the girl's sure face, Lin Nanyan wisely chose to believe her and buried his head in eating.

"I didn't tell my dad to sprinkle chili peppers this time. Are you okay with that?" Jiang Qing explained. "If you think it's too spicy, just eat something else. It's okay if there's leftovers. I'll bring it back and heat it up for myself later."

"It's okay." Lin Nanyan said calmly.

Jiang Qing glanced back and forth at the expressionless face.

Yes, over the years, except for his aversion to chili peppers when he was a child, he has never been bothered by spicy food since he tried it under her ignorant temptation.

She looked away and poked at the dumplings placed aside out of boredom. The dumplings were white and translucent and had not been touched.

"What's the filling in your dumplings?"

Facing the overflowing lunch boxes, Lin Nanyan calmly quickened his pace, shoveling a few more mouthfuls of porridge into his mouth, and not forgetting to answer her: "Corn and pork."

"Really? I love dumplings stuffed with corn the most." Jiang Qing happily picked up a dumpling, put it in a small dish and dipped it in vinegar.

As soon as the dumplings enter your mouth, the sour taste and the sweet aroma of corn blend perfectly. When you put them in your mouth, it is filled with the taste of happiness.

"The filling of the frozen dumplings you bought is too watery. Next time I'll ask my dad to make dumplings and send you a box. Handmade dumplings are so delicious."

Although her father doesn't really like corn dumplings, her family's corn dumplings can be said to be specially made for Jiang Qing.

Because no matter how it is prepared, Dad Jiang feels that corn dumplings have a strange taste and feel weird in the mouth.

But fortunately, Lin Nanyan also likes to eat corn, and they both love to eat corn dumplings. Dad Jiang often buys a whole box at a time.

"Okay, then I'll trouble Uncle Jiang."

"You're welcome, you're welcome. My dad would be happy to do that, as long as you praise him more." Jiang Qing winked at Lin Nanyan. "Praise makes people improve. That's how I direct my dad."

Jiang Qingying's fair face was full of complacency, and her eyes were blinking.

Lin Nanyan promised: "I will."

Uncle Jiang's family are all very friendly and lovely people.

After finishing the barbecue, Jiang Qing went upstairs in her canvas shoes.

When she reached the corner of the stairs to the second floor, she paused, held onto the railing, looked back, and said in a relaxed tone, "Lin Nanyan, you're very smart today."

I hope that you will always be so calm and excellent in the future, and——

Keep in touch with each other more often and don’t drift apart in silence.

Lin Nanyan, who was leaning against the door sill and watching Jiang Qing walk away nonchalantly, paused and stood up straight.

Today's girl is really abnormal.

Jiang Qing, standing on a high place, looked at the young man below. The sunlight came in through the window, casting a layer of hazy soft light on him.

Time passes and we haven't seen each other for years.

Now that they were standing here together, at this moment, she could only sigh that time was the most ruthless.

Nine years later, she never thought that she would meet Lin Nanyan again in high school. Nine years ago, she never thought that the two inseparable people would lose contact for a long time.

Looking at the boy still waiting for her below, she put on a big smile and said, "So smart—I don't even want to call you a dog."

After saying that, he turned around and ran away.

Now everything starts over again, so where will our future go?

No one can answer.

Only time will tell.

In the empty corridor, only the dust raised by the girl's running was left, silently mocking him.

Lin Nanyue was speechless. Well, he was the abnormal one.

He shouldn't have expected Jiang Qing to say anything nice. Wasn't she just indirectly calling him a dog?

His brain is not just a decoration like Jiang Qing's.

After taking revenge, Jiang Qing put the dishes back into the kitchen in a good mood and went back to her room humming a song.

She sat on the chair and carefully classified the questions in the exercise book into number series, equations, classical Chinese texts... looking for where she should start reviewing.

Two hours later, she despairedly discovered that she had forgotten so many knowledge points that she had to start from the beginning.

She closed the book, made a careful plan, and sorted out the confusing knowledge points. She believed that as long as she found the end of the tangled ball of wool, she could sort it out step by step by moving forward.

"Knock, knock, knock", there was a knock on the door, and Jiang Shanhai put a cup of hot water on the table.

Looking at Jiang Qing who was studying very hard, he felt very relieved: "Jiang Jiang, drink more hot water, it will help your intestines."

When Jiang Qing saw her father's smiling face, she suddenly remembered what her teacher had told her. Although she was very sure that she could persuade her father to attend the parent-teacher meeting, she still had to inform him first before submitting the list.

Thinking of this, she moved her chair, moved closer to the door, opened a crack and looked out.

Jiang Shanhai looked at Jiang Qing's cautious movements and asked in confusion, "Jiang Jiang, what are you doing?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, I want to see if my mother is here."

Although she has grown up, Ms. Wang's authority is still unshakable.

It was quiet outside, with only a warm yellow light shining through the crack of the bedroom door opposite, staining the floor.

She closed the bedroom door carefully, straightened her back, and slid back to the table.

"Dad, our class teacher said there will be a parents' meeting next Monday. Can you go?"

Jiang Shanhai: "Is that all?"

"Yeah, that's it." She nodded.

"I'll try my best. I'll see who's free between your mom and me, and then I'll go when we have time." Father Jiang promised her.

Jiang Qing: "I can't just try my best, it's a must."

She emphasized: "If you don't go, I will be in trouble. Mom will definitely scold me."

Jiang Shanhai said earnestly, "She won't scold you. Look at how hard you've worked, what else can she say? I saw her come to see you before, but she saw you were so focused on your studies that she didn't bother you."

I even came to see her, how come she didn’t know?

"Besides, she's already used to your grades, so you should get used to it too."

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Jiang Qing was speechless. "This isn't a question of getting used to it, this is a matter of life and death. This time is different. I didn't do well on the test."

Jiang Shanhai didn't care: "How much worse can it get?"