Chapter 52: Cooking for the First Time in My Life
Wen Feng's cousin is two years older than him, lives in Baiguang Road, and heard him say that his parents bought a second-hand one-bedroom apartment in the Asian Games Village during the Chinese New Year, and he plans to leave it for him to get married and live in the future, and I don't know if it is empty now.
When he got out of the ward, he called his cousin and asked him if he could borrow the house for two days if no one lived in it. As a result, he was inevitably asked by his cousin, he wanted to deal with the past indiscriminately, but he was recognized by his shrewd cousin, who threatened not to borrow it if he didn't tell the truth, and Wen Feng had no choice but to say it truthfully.
He called home again, saying that he would live at Li Tao's house in the next few days, so that his parents should not worry.
The cousin was still trustworthy, but he had to send the key to the hospital, in fact, he wanted to see what Wen Feng's girlfriend looked like, and after seeing Yang Lu, he left him with a sentence of "Beautiful" and left.
It wasn't until Wen Feng took out the key in front of her that he told Yang Lu what was going on. Yang Lu agreed with mixed feelings, as for the complicated feelings, she liked and worried, liked to stay with Wen Feng, worried about whether he would do anything to herself?
It was already four o'clock in the afternoon after the infusion, Wen Feng went to the doctor and asked some precautions, took the pills that needed to be taken, helped Yang Lu out of the hospital, stopped a taxi and went straight to the Asian Games Village.
Entering my cousin's house, it was quite clean inside, with a bed and a wardrobe in the bedroom, a double sofa in the living room, a small coffee table in front of the sofa, a small TV and a worn-out DVD on the TV cabinet.
Wen Feng first helped Yang Lu to sit down on the sofa, opened the bedroom window to breathe, and calculated that the fresh air was almost there, before closing the window and helping Yang Lu to lie down on the bed, in fact, Yang Lu could go by herself, but Wen Feng didn't let her.
He went to the kitchen and looked, the pots and pans were quite complete, just a little dusty. Salt, sugar, and ingredients can definitely not be used anymore.
He went back to the bedroom and said to Yang Lu, "You lie down here first, and I'll go downstairs to buy something." ”
"You come back early!" Yang Lu looked at him and said.
Wen Feng stroked her head, then took out the CD Walkman from his backpack and put it next to his pillow, "If it's boring, listen to the music, and I'll be back soon." ”
When he went downstairs, he called his cousin and asked how to boil the fish soup and how to make the egg custard? What is the red thing like raisins? My cousin finally said, "The raisin-like thing is called goji berries." ”
When he went to a nearby supermarket, he bought a lot of things and carried them upstairs, including a set of pink pajamas with the Hello Kitty pattern and a book he bought at a nearby bookstore, "Food Encyclopedia"
When Wen Feng came back, he saw Yang Lu falling asleep with headphones, so he gently exited the bedroom and closed the door.
When he came to the kitchen, he first used a lot of the detergent he bought, for fear that those pots and pans would not be clean. This is the first time Wen Feng has gone to the kitchen in his life, just for the girl in his heart, or how to say that he is a little clever, he actually made a phone call to his cousin and made a bowl of tender egg custard. Seeing that Yang Lu was still sleeping, he ate a bowl by himself first, and the taste was not bad.
The crucian carp was boiling in the pot, for fear that the soup would not be enough, so he put a lot of water, and put all kinds of accessories such as onions, ginger, garlic and cooking wine, and finally did not forget to grab a small handful of wolfberries and throw them into the pot, adjust the low heat, and wait for the delicious fish soup. Wen Feng suddenly felt that he could work for the girl he liked, and this kind of life was extremely satisfying.
When making the second bowl of egg custard, he suddenly thought that southerners and northerners eat tofu brains sweetly and salty, will this egg custard also have it? Yang Lu likes to eat sweet or salty? No matter, anyway, there is a surplus of eggs, and the two flavors of steaming are enough. He thought of where to do it, and after a while, he really steamed two bowls, and he was afraid that he would forget to distinguish them later, so he put a wolfberry in the sweet bowl.