dhibooks Chapter 78 Andromeda 9
Chapter 78 Andromeda 9
"So this book was actually written by Tan Ke's mother?"
Xie Li was sitting in the restaurant of the hospital with a cup of iced milk tea in front of him.
Chocolate syrup piled up on the rim and trickled down the sides of the plastic cup.
"Later when I found out that you and Tan Ke were in love, I felt that you were really destined." Professor Fang sat across from him with a bottle of herbal tea in front of him, "Most of the drafts were written by her during her lifetime. Tan Ke told you about his mother. Is something wrong?"
Xie Li hesitated, but his gaze remained on the book: "He said he passed away."
When Professor Fang mentioned his old friend, he looked a little sad: "Most of this book was written by her little by little before she went to Kaner City to make observations. Then she went to Kaner City and something happened before she could finish it. My brother wanted to finish it. Her last wish can be regarded as a memory. I have been looking for someone to finish this book for the past two years. At first, I found two people who were not suitable, and then I took this book over. "
Xie Li didn't speak for a while.
Tan Ke's family affairs, surrounding his parents, seemed to be a Rashomon.Everyone says it differently.
In Professor Fang's mouth, Tan Qisheng is a husband who always misses his wife, and he himself behaves exactly like this.But with Tan Ke, Tan Qisheng has a completely different face.
As for himself, Xie Li couldn't help asking himself, his perception of Tan Qisheng was even more complicated. On the one hand, he was an admirable scientist, and on the other hand, he was a father who had many conflicts with his children.
He intuited that neither Professor Fang nor Tan Ke lied to him, but there was no reasonable explanation to clarify these conflicts.
Professor Fang saw his hesitant look: "Xiao Xie, is there anything else you want to ask me?"
Xie Li shook his head: "Thank you for giving me this book, I should go back."
Professor Fang hesitated to speak, as if he had expected him to say something more.Xie Li lowered his head to avoid Professor Fang's eager gaze, grabbed the cup of milk tea, and said goodbye hastily.
Xie Li did have something else to do, he still had to hand in the materials to apply for a passport, and he had to travel to several places to issue a certificate.
After leaving the hospital, he went to work by car.In broad daylight, there were not many people on the bus, and he didn't stand for a while before the seat became vacant.
Xie Li sat down, took off his schoolbag and put it on his lap, and took out the book.
The binding and cover design are obviously thoughtful.The first dozen or so thick coated papers are printed with photos of various celestial bodies, many of which are deep-sky celestial bodies.
The date and location are printed under each picture, as well as the photographer's name, Ye Chunxi.
Xie Li skipped the color picture in front and turned directly to the preface page.
He wanted to confirm his guess.
And sure enough, the preface of this book was written by Tan Qisheng.
The preface describes Ye Chunxi's life.From the accidental acquaintance on campus, after graduation, she got married and gave birth to a child to stay in school to teach, to the children leaving home one after another and then re-joining the observation until the accident happened.
There is no difference from what Tan Ke told him.
Tan Qisheng is very straightforward in the preface, and it is not very sensational. He mentioned some small and interesting things that happened in the past, and the lines between the lines are also straightforward and warm.
If it is said that this deep feeling is all acted out, then Tan Qisheng is too good at acting.
But Xie Li remembered that Tan Qisheng deliberately made a fuss about Tan Ke's mother moving the tomb, so he couldn't be sure.
Coming out of the work place, Xie Li looked at his watch, and didn't plan to go back to school.
He sent a message to Tan Ke and went directly to Tan Ke's house.
Tan Ke had given him the key a long time ago, but he had never gone alone before, and Tan Ke picked him up every time.
Perhaps Tan Ke was busy, so he didn't reply to the message.Xie Li got off the car at the previous stop, and rushed into the supermarket with his wallet in hand, ready to go shopping.
When he got home, Xie Li had deep red marks on both hands.He tossed his schoolbag and went to the kitchen with the bag in hand.
He just remembered to look up Tan Ke's birthday the day before yesterday, and it was right in front of him without realizing it.
He couldn't think of anything to give Tan Ke for a while, so he had to follow the most rustic way - candlelight dinner.
A bouquet of roses for 40 yuan at the flower shop in front of the supermarket, 3 yuan for [-] red candles, and pre-made frozen steaks that don’t even need to be oiled, just put them in the pan and fry them for [-] minutes with your eyes closed.
The longevity noodles are the real highlight.
Xie Li doesn't know how to cook, and he really doesn't know how to cook. In the past two days, he read several recipes and chose the simplest one.
Fresh prawns are shelled and delineated and fried in oil, poured water, diced tomatoes are thrown in, the water is boiled, and a sun egg is fried in another pan.
Finally, put a small handful of green vegetables and place on a plate.
This is already the simplest one among all longevity noodles. Xie Li is full of confidence after reading it. This is no different from the noodles that Tan Ke made for him. It doesn't look difficult at all.
As a result, the car overturned at the first step.
The oil in the pot was poured too much and the fire was turned on too high, and it kept smoking. Xie Li hurriedly put the shrimps in, which immediately caused a landslide and ground cracks. The pot exploded like a directional blast.
With a wow, Xie Li ran out clutching his arms, not daring to enter the kitchen for a long time.When the pot collapsed completely silently, he leaned his head over to have a look, and the pot had turned into a scene of the unjust death of deep-fried shrimp.
Xie Li was extremely depressed.Look at the time again, it's almost seven o'clock.
Tan Ke has a social event today, and I told him yesterday, it should be quite late when I come back.The message he sent before he came was to ask about Tan Ke's home time around the corner.
He had planned it beautifully. Such a simple meal could be done in an hour.But who would have thought that a deep-fried shrimp would be killed halfway, disrupting all plans.
But Xie Li thinks it can be saved.The prawns are gone, but the noodles are still there, and there are tomatoes, steaks, and eggs, all of which can still be served on the table.
This time, he upholds the scientific spirit and learns his lesson. He puts the eggs first and then pours the oil.
After 3 minutes, the fried egg turned into a sticky egg, stuck to the expensive Italian stainless steel pan, and could not be shoveled down.
Xie Li turned off the fire, leaned against the kitchen counter in despair, and finally realized his hopeless level of spicy chicken, picked up his phone and started looking for takeaway.
Tan Ke came out of the hotel early.He has become more and more impatient with this kind of entertainment recently. Today, he only finds a few key people to have a drink and say a few words casually, and he doesn't even bother to chat with the rest of the small fish and shrimp.
Assistant Xiao was waiting for him in the Bentley, but the driver was not there. Assistant Xiao was driving the car, and when he saw him getting into the car frowning, he immediately turned off the music in the car thoughtfully.
Tan Ke rubbed his temples, feeling that the world was clean.He took out his personal mobile phone, and only then saw the text message Xie Li had sent in the afternoon.
Xie Li said to tell him to go home early in the evening and not to socialize too late.
The little thing sounded like a housekeeper, Tan Ke couldn't help being amused, and called, but no one answered.
When entering the gate of the community, I ran into a takeaway boy arguing with the security guard.
When the security guard saw this Bentley, he walked straight over: "Isn't this Mr. Tan from 6202?"
Assistant Xiao often comes to work for Tan Ke, and all the security guards here know him.
Assistant Xiao lowered the car window: "Is there something wrong?"
The security guard pointed to the takeaway man in yellow warning suit: "Have you ordered takeaway? Here is a takeaway delivered to your home."
Assistant Xiao shook his head without thinking, "How can you order takeaway when no one is at home?"
The security guard seemed to have received the imperial edict, and immediately turned to the delivery man: "See, the owner is not at home, so why would you order food to be delivered here? Hurry up, don't mess around here!"
The delivery man was very aggrieved, and showed the security guard the order on his mobile phone: "But I wrote it clearly here, this is the address, the surname of the takeaway is Xie, and the phone number is—"
Assistant Xiao's ears were sharp, and he drove halfway out of the parking space, then stopped again: "What's the last name of the guy who ordered takeaway?"
"My surname is Xie!" The delivery man was also a little angry, shouted, and then read out a series of phone numbers.
Tan Ke pulled down the car window from behind: "Xie Li ordered it, go and get it."
The delivery man handed the bag to Assistant Xiao very dissatisfied: "Okay, there is still red wine in it, so don't call - we will be fined if we are late, and we will not answer as many calls as possible. How can this be so?"
Xie Li was busy cleaning up the kitchen.
The scene of the tragic death of the fried shrimp was completely messed up by the oil collapse, and there were two pieces of shrimp skin stuck to the wall, as if those shrimps were crying out for their death.
The dining table outside was covered with a red tablecloth, with red candles lit, two plates of instant steaks, and a bowl of boiled noodles with tomatoes and vegetables.
Tan Ke came in and saw this scene.Seven or eight red candles were lit around the table covered with a red tablecloth. There were several bowls in the middle of the table.
Xie Li came out of the kitchen when he heard the movement, holding a rag in his hand, with a face full of kneading.
Tan Ke changed his shoes and came over with a bag, frowning and handing it to Xie Li: "Why are you buying wine?" He looked at the restaurant again, "Why do you light so many candles at home? Did the power go out just now?"
Xie Li just remembered, why didn't he call him for the takeaway he ordered? !
But none of that matters anymore.
Holding the takeaway bag in his arms, he asked Ai Ai: "Have you eaten tonight?"
Tan Ke ate a little casually during the entertainment, and he didn't have much appetite after drinking. He hummed casually, leaned over and blew out the candles first: "If there is a call, put it out quickly, so many candles are not safe—"
Xie Li became anxious immediately, and went up to protect his red candle: "You can't blow it! I specially lit it for your birthday!"
Tan Ke was taken aback for a moment, then looked back at Xie Li, then at the mess on the table, and finally understood.
Xie Li put down the bag in his hand, went to hug him, and kissed him hard on the cheek: "Happy birthday to you. I gave you a face, there is still cake in the refrigerator, and I bought roses." After taking credit, he went Feeling embarrassed, she buried her head in Tan Ke's arms, "Happy birthday."
For a while, Tan Ke couldn't bear to tell the truth.
With a false response, he simply hugged Xie Li.The little boy has gained weight these days, and he has too many hands to hold him.
He carried Xie Li to the sofa and sat down.
Xie Li reached out to untie his tie, and said while doing it: "I wanted to cook for you, but I didn't do it well. I might have to practice. So I ordered takeaway. How could I meet you. "
He took Tan Ke's tie and hung it around his neck, then hugged Tan Ke's neck and smiled and kissed him on the mouth: "Happy birthday."
Tan Ke looked at his elated look, and decided to make him happy first.
Isn't it just a fake birthday, the child's happiness is more important than anything else?
The author has something to say:--
Fried Shrimp in Oil: What's wrong with me? ? ? ?