Zhao Fusheng went to the library, in fact, it was just an excuse, his real purpose was to call home.

Speaking of this, he was also very helpless, because whether it was his parents or Li Yuan, he didn't even ask about living with Fan Baobao.

That's right, as if these two people didn't exist, the three elders didn't even make a single phone call.

Came to the library first, returned the borrowed books, Zhao Fusheng walked into the corridor and dialed his father's mobile phone again.

Thankfully, this time the call went through.

"Son, is the baby up?" Zhao's mother's voice sounded, and it was obvious that she knew why her son was calling.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head helplessly: "Get up, she is exercising at home, and I will return the books to the library." ”

As he spoke, he whispered, "Mom, which one are you singing, I don't know what to do." ”

Zhao's mother smiled: "Silly child, parents are creating opportunities for you to be alone, are you stupid?"

After a pause, she continued: "Besides, this is what your aunt meant, and I also listened to her say it before agreeing. ”

Yes?

Zhao Fusheng was stunned for a moment, and after a turn of his mind, he understood Li Yuan's thoughts.

In the final analysis, Li Yuan still hopes that she and Fan Baobao can be together as soon as possible.

But is it really good to cheat a girl like this?

Shaking his head helplessly, Zhao Fusheng said to his mother: "Mom, don't get involved, the two of us will solve the matter by ourselves, okay?"

"One of you two is thinner than the other, we don't care who cares?" Zhao's mother snorted and said, "Let me tell you, I'm waiting to hold my grandson, if you delay me to hold my grandson, I will not have your son." ”

The mother actually issued such an ultimatum, and Zhao Fusheng knew that there was definitely no room for resistance in this matter. After all, Zhao Fusheng, the character of his mother, is very clear, if she talks like this, it means that this matter must not have changed.

With a sigh, Zhao Fusheng had no choice but to hang up the phone.

At this moment, Fan Baobao was looking at everything around her with a curious face, she originally planned to clean it, but found that this living room may be nearly sixty square meters, which is equivalent to the residential area of ordinary people, and there are two groups of sofas alone, and a wool carpet is also laid.

The lush green in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows is very relaxing, and the living room is connected to the kitchen, which is also open, surrounded by various electrical appliances, presenting a hollow-shaped structure, which can be seen to have been designed.

And there is a bathroom and two utility rooms next to it, and after a cursory look, there is an area of nearly one hundred and fifty square meters downstairs, plus the upstairs may be the same area, Fan Baobao doesn't understand what Zheng Yao is doing when he buys such a big house, is there nowhere to spend money?

Even according to her shallow knowledge of real estate prices, she knows that the price of the house here is not to mention buying, and renting it may be an unaffordable price for ordinary people, but people actually bought it like this.

"That guy Zhao Fusheng must have some secrets with Mr. Zheng. Fan Baobao muttered to himself, thinking a little indignantly.

In her opinion, if there is no special relationship, just because Zhao Fusheng has to write the following plan, Zheng Yao has no need to provide him with such a good place to live.

But although he thought so in his heart, Fan Baobao still cleaned the house.

Moved some things that were not suitable in the living room to the right place, and glanced at the kitchen, Fan Baobao's originally extinguished chef's soul burned again.

People with stubborn personalities often have a shortcoming, that is, the more they can't do something, the more they will want to do it well.

It's like Fan Baobao, the more she cooks a dish that is not delicious, the more she wants to do it.

So when Zhao Fusheng came back from the library, what he saw was the scene of Fan Baobao struggling in the kitchen in his home clothes.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Fusheng stepped back, intending to slip away quietly.

But unfortunately, the sound of him opening the door was heard by Fan Baobao, and Fan Baobao said loudly: "Zhao Fusheng, come and help." ”

Zhao Fusheng sighed and walked over resignedly: "I said, didn't you say that I would cook?"

In fact, he really didn't plan to let Fan Baobao cook anymore, after all, as a middle-aged man who cherished the fragrance and cherished the jade, Zhao Fusheng was still a little reluctant to cook for women, especially a young and beautiful woman like Fan Baobao.

Of course, this also has something to do with Fan Baobao's dark cuisine queen attributes.

"Shall I help you, then?"

Fan Baobao, who had been cutting vegetables for a long time just by chopping vegetables, hesitated for a moment and decided to honestly give up the position of chef, but she still volunteered and planned to help Zhao Fusheng do something.

Zhao Fusheng thought about it and looked at Fan Baobao's current dress: a homely sportswear, which is beautiful in itself and adds the attribute bonus of housewife, even Zhao Fusheng is quite intoxicated by this beautiful atmosphere.

But half an hour later, seeing a puff of black smoke coming out of the oil pot in front of him, and even some oil stains splashed on the wall, the corners of Zhao Fusheng's mouth twitched, and he looked at Fan Baobao: "Why did you throw meat in?"

"Didn't you say that you asked me to put the meat?" Fan Baobao looked at Zhao Fusheng with an aggrieved expression.

The corners of Zhao Fusheng's mouth twitched again, the oil pot was already emitting black smoke, eldest lady!

Seeing that Fan Baobao's expression was gloomy, as if he was about to go outside with a particularly useless posture, Zhao Fusheng sighed helplessly: "Otherwise, you help me wash the vegetables, and then I will teach you to cook a few home-cooked dishes, such as ......"

Before he finished his words, he was still exhausted just now, and I saw Fan Baobao, who seemed to cry, and turned around and appeared in front of Zhao Fusheng with a swish, with a clear expression on his face I can I can do a few big words.

Even, even Zhao Fusheng, who has experienced vicissitudes of life, has a feeling of being unable to resist when facing her longing gaze.

"Forget it, you're a novice, don't make yourself too nervous, it's not good to push too hard. Zhao Fusheng said to Fan Baobao.

Fan Baobao nodded vigorously, obviously, although he didn't know when Zhao Fusheng learned his cooking skills, but compared to his own dark cuisine, at least, what he made was edible.

In the kitchen, the figures of the two people stayed there, and Zhao Fusheng's voice sounded: "Wash the cucumbers first, let me tell you, cucumbers are actually very good, they can be eaten, and they are very useful......

The noon sun shines through the window on people's faces, and it is very warm, just like the atmosphere in the kitchen at this moment, like the smell of home.

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