"Daddy, Daddy, where are we going......"

The familiar bell rang, and Ning Cheng answered the phone, but it was Yan'er calling: "Dad, Yan'er wants to eat meat for lunch." ”

"What kind of meat does Yan'er want to eat? Dad will let Uncle Fat do it later." ”

"No, no, Yan'er wants Dad to do it. ”

Hearing her daughter's plea, Ning Cheng's heart softened: "Okay, Dad will send it to you later." ”

After asking about Yan'er's situation at school, Ning Cheng hung up the phone with confidence: "Fatty, if you don't give me 170 today, I'll roast you when I turn around." ”

"170? Brother Ning, you're not crazy......

The fat man was taken aback by this number, but all the words were bluffed back by Ning Cheng's eyes, and after looking at the road that was not spacious, he still swallowed a mouthful of saliva and stepped on the accelerator to the end in resignation.

On the other end of the phone, Yan'er hung up the phone and threw herself into Wang Menglan's arms at once: "Thank you, Sister Lan." ”

Wang Menglan took Yan'er back to the classroom, and when she saw Yan'er's sullen appearance, she came up with this way to reassure her: "Sister Lan didn't lie to you, right, Yan'er wants to be happy, and Dad will naturally be happy." ”

"Well, Yan'er will be happy. ”

Yan'er looked like an adult and nodded affirmatively.

"Then, is it okay for Yan'er to go back to study with the teacher now? If you miss your father again, will Sister Lan talk to you on the phone again?"

"Good. ”

When Ning Cheng returned home and prepared all kinds of ingredients, it was almost twelve o'clock, so he had no choice but to drag the fat man into the kitchen.

"Make a fire in the pot, the gas is too slow. ”

The fat man watched Ning Cheng fill the pot with water, and all kinds of spices were thrown into it, as well as the pieces of meat that he had just bought. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "Brother Ning, you don't want me to make a human-shaped gas stove, do you?"

Ning Cheng was busy processing the ingredients in his hands, and he didn't have any exercises to deal with the fat man, so he casually agreed, and then urged again.

The fat man looked at the stove helplessly, and then looked at his hands, feeling that the red flame that he had spent so much effort to learn was actually used to cook?

However, when he thought that his identity as an apprentice was still begged for by Yan'er, the unhappiness in his heart disappeared in an instant.

"Forget it, just this once, anyway. ”

With a grit of teeth, the flames rose at the bottom of the pressure cooker.

Ning Cheng finally finished the work in his hand, threw all kinds of things into the pot, covered the pressure cooker, glanced at the blazing flames, and nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, according to your firepower, it will be almost enough to cook for five or six minutes, and then put it on to the kindergarten, it's still too late." ”

After thinking about it, Ning Cheng directly left the fat man, went to the supermarket outside to buy a good insulated bucket, and after cleaning it, he looked at the pressure cooker that kept coming out with enthusiasm, and the faint smell of meat in the air, he nodded with satisfaction.

Suddenly, he saw the fat man's expression, the kind of expression of grievance and helplessness entangled together.

"Brother Ning, tell me honestly, what ulterior motive did you have when you taught me this exercise. ”

As he became more and more proficient in use, the fat man had a bold guess in his heart, although this exercise is called Chiyan Liuhuo, which sounds very domineering, but how can he become more and more handy when cooking?

Seeing the fat man ask like this, Ning Cheng guessed that he had thought of something bad, and hurriedly coughed, and explained seriously: "This exercise is extremely powerful, and the flame is divided into three parts, inside and outside, it is a kitchen ...... Ahem, it is a rare exercise for cultivators. ”

Recalling the scene when he gave the fat man this exercise, Ning Cheng had already made up his mind, he couldn't let him know the truth, he had to fool the past, whoever knew that he was holding a treasure-like exercise, in the fairy world, it was actually a chef who could only practice, I am afraid that it was a little difficult to accept it in his heart for a while.

"Do you remember what I told you in the morning, there is nothing wrong with the tools, it is the people who are at fault, well, how this exercise is used in your thoughts, whether it is used to benefit the common people, or whether it is used to kill enemies and eliminate demons, it is all your business. ”

After saying it seriously, Ning Cheng turned around in a chic way and walked back to the living room, just as this guy Bai smelled the fragrance and came over, he scooped Bai up from the ground: "Bai, you glutton, look at what you are dirty on." ”

casually made an excuse, Ning Cheng hid directly in the toilet with Bai, and without saying anything, he directly wet its clean hair and smeared it with shower gel.

Bai Yuan had just woken up, and was a little confused by Ning Cheng's picking, and when the cold water was splashed on his body, he suddenly woke up, and his four paws were frantically digging on the ground, wanting to sneak out.

"Don't move, I'll take you out later. ”

Ning Cheng said, if you let this guy Bai run out now, wouldn't he be exposed?

Bai's body shivered in the cold wind, looking at Ning Cheng pitifully, and kept spitting in his heart.

"I'm so clean, wash what wash. ”

"Also, you, the master, why don't you have any consciousness at all, and you sneak away every time you eat!"

"Please, it's winter, it's really no problem for you to wash me with cold water!"

……

In Bai's increasingly resentful eyes, it was finally washed, Ning Cheng estimated that the time was almost up, and went straight to the kitchen to fill the meal, and rushed to the kindergarten with the fat man.

Bai shook off the water on his body, looked at the closed door, and suddenly let out a terrible wail.

"Ning Cheng, you liar!

When I arrived at the kindergarten, it had been a long time since class, and Wang Menglan was waiting in the guard room with Yan'er.

In the kindergarten, lunch is allocated at noon every day, and making an exception for Yan'er alone will inevitably leave a bad impression in the child's heart, so she specially brought Yan'er here.

"Why hasn't Dad come yet. ”

Yan'er put her hands by the window, looking at the pedestrians coming and going on the street, looking forward to it.

Suddenly, a lunch box fell from the sky and stopped in front of her, with a person's arm on it: "Does Yan'er miss her father?"

"Daddy!"

Yan'er exclaimed, and was about to turn out the window.

Ning Cheng hurriedly put the thermos bucket in his hand on the ground, picked up Yan'er, and turned around a few times in place, before pinching Yan'er's nose: "Be good, eat first before you can grow taller." ”

"Hmm!"

Yan'er happily agreed.

Sitting on the stool, Yan'er was eating the meal that was still hot in the bowl, her feet kept shaking, Ning Cheng smiled and rubbed Yan'er's head, telling her to chew slowly.

As soon as he finished eating, the fat man walked into the guard room with a smile on his face, still carrying a large bag of snacks in his hand.

Previously, Ning Cheng asked him to wait for a while before coming in, because he wasn't sure if Yan'er still had the heart to eat when she saw the snacks.

Now it seems that he has been overly worried.