Chapter 128: An Almighty Man?
Yan Songsong has never seen Yan Changqing cook once since he was a child. Only occasionally in order to please my mother, I will help her wash the dishes, but usually in less than a minute, my mother will be kicked out of the kitchen.
Because the more he helps, the more he helps.
Yan Songsong has always felt that men who can cook vegetables are more cute and belong to the type with a more careful heart.
"Song Song, my uncle wants to treat you to a meal tonight, and I don't know what you like to eat?" so ......" Leng Feng was halfway through his words, and saw Yan Songsong's brows furrowed.
His face changed suddenly, and he suddenly ran back to the kitchen. Then I heard the sound of ping-pong in the kitchen.
Yan Songsong hurriedly followed, and then saw a mess in the kitchen.
There was smoke coming out of the stove, and I don't know what was burning in the pot. There was a stove next to it, and it was supposed to be a broth or something.
There were still half-washed fish in the pool, and they didn't seem to be dead, and their bodies stood up and fell to the ground with a "snap". twisted his body a few times, and suddenly ran to Yan Songsong's feet.
Yan Songsong did not hesitate at all, then lowered his head, grabbed the fish on the ground, and put it in the pool. At the same time, he rolled up his sleeves and asked Leng Feng: "Uncle, do you still have an apron at home?" If you don't mind, I'll burn it." ”
Leng Feng will no longer care about losing face in front of his future daughter-in-law. I knew that I would cook a few dishes that I was good at.
When he went to Yan's house that day, he learned that Yan Songsong likes to eat braised pork ribs and steamed fish. So he wanted to burn it for her today, but he didn't expect it, thinking about it is one thing, and actually burning it is another.
There was a fire in this pot, and he realized that he was already busy. He didn't know whether to take care of the meat in the pot first, or to catch the fish that had fallen, or to look at the fire in the stove, which was almost gone.
Yan Songsong's words are even better than fairy sounds.
I saw him a big man, rubbing his hands embarrassedly, his face was slightly red. Said embarrassedly. "Hehe, look at me, I originally wanted to cook a meal for you, but I didn't expect it to be like this. ”
Yan Songsong smiled and said, "Cooking rice is originally our woman's business, you are not good at this, of course you can't do it." ”
"Who said cooking is your woman's specialty. "It turned out that at some point, Leng Zhuo came in.
At this time, he had already taken off his military uniform and wore a white long-sleeved shirt. Wearing casual clothes, he seems to be much younger. The lines of his whole body also changed from hard to soft.
Leng Zhuo, who does not have that kind of strong momentum, looks more and more graceful.
Yan Songsong didn't know why those four words suddenly popped up in his mind to describe him, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
Yan Songsong looked at Leng Zhuo, but saw him stuffing a piece of clothing into his hand.
"Tie this one for me. ”
I don't know where Leng Zhuo took a half-worn black T-shirt and put it across his waist to use it as an apron.
Yan Songsong glanced at this T-shirt, it was still a certain brand, and she immediately mourned for half a minute for this old T-shirt.
"You're in charge of the kitchen?" Yan Songsong's eyes showed a hint of suspicion, and at the same time, he was a little surprised. Is this person omnipotent, even capable of such a difficult thing as cooking? I just don't know what he won't.
Yan Songsong suddenly remembered a sentence in his heart, what to say, if you want to capture a man's heart, you must first grasp a man's stomach.
His stomach, he grabbed it himself, so what else did she do.
Yan Songsong suddenly felt that he had encountered a monster.
"You're a guest today, I'm so embarrassed to let you come. ”
Is that really the case? It's not about taking credit from her.
After all, today is an official meeting with Leng Feng, the future father-in-law, and she has to at least earn some impression points.
Just thinking about it, Leng Zhuo spoke again. "But if you don't mind, you can give me a hand. ”
Let her do it, and the credit will be his.
Who said earlier that she was a guest?
Yan Songsong couldn't help but smile and said, "Why don't you come, I'm afraid that I will make trouble for you, and I will help more and more when the time comes." ”
Leng Zhuo was not unhappy, and said to her: "Then you can accompany my father, sit for a while, and just sit for a while." ”
Yan Songsong got out easily, and Leng Zhuo was busy in it unhurriedly.
Therefore, she was more relieved, and faintly looked forward to the dishes he cooked.
Seeing Yan Songsong coming out of the kitchen, Leng Feng's expression was a little strange, and he hurriedly said, "Isn't it, he occupied the entire kitchen." He's a man, that's it, you must not take it to heart. ”
Yan Songsong listened to Leng Feng's tone, and couldn't help but feel a little excited in his heart. Doesn't that mean that she will have a good mouth? Hurriedly asked Xiang Leng Feng, "Then the dishes he made must be delicious!"
Leng Feng smiled a little reluctantly, but there was still a bit of mystery on his face and said to Yan Song: "You'll know in a while." ”
"Oh, good!" Yan Songsong didn't notice the vague meaning in Leng Feng's eyes, but he couldn't say bad things about his son in front of his future daughter-in-law, so the answer could only be found out by herself.
Behind Yan Songsong and Leng Feng, there was a pair of chatting there.
Not to mention, the two chatted quite hotly.
They even talked from a mahogany chair at home to Leng Feng's situation when he was a soldier.
Just when the two were chatting hotly, Leng Zhuo had already come out refreshed.
When he came out, he had a plate of food in his hand.
It turned out to be Yan Songsong's favorite braised pork ribs.
The pork ribs in front of him were scorched a little by the cold front, but the smell of burnt was gone.
Looking at the braised pork ribs with bright red and bright color, Yan Songsong swallowed his saliva a little uncontrollably.
She was actually hungry for most of the day today, and she barely ate anything. When she sees a dish she likes to eat, her brain immediately sends instructions to her sense of taste.
"I'll serve you the food together!"
"Yes!" After Uncle Leng Zhuo's "grace", he sat there and did not move.
Because of his hand, it hurts a little when he moves now, and he accidentally touched the stove and burned it earlier.
The back is all dishes served by Yan Songsong.
However, when Yan Songsong was serving the food, the doubts in his heart became deeper and deeper.
These dishes look good in color, why don't they have a fragrance?
"Haha, the dishes are all pulled up, then let's eat. Leng Feng stood up and muttered in his heart when he walked into the kitchen, fortunately, my rice was cooked.
Yan Songsong couldn't describe how the meal was finished. All in all, it was quite memorable, because it was so unpalatable. It's either you can't bite it, or it's too salty.
"I'm going to drink water. Yan Songsong ate less than three mouthfuls of food, and finally couldn't help but stand up and find water to drink.
Leng Feng also stood up several times to look for water.
In the end, he and Yan Songsong faced each other, and in the kitchen, they divided the only cold boiled water left in the house.
"Uncle Leng, you're so uninteresting, why didn't you tell me in advance?"
Leng Feng will also be salted to death. With a bitter face, he said: "He told me that his cooking skills have improved a lot, I thought it had really improved, but I didn't expect it to be as delicious as before." ”
"Okay!" Yan Songsong and Leng Feng finally ate a big bowl of rice and ate very full.