Chapter Fifty-Nine: Eating
Always wanted to express her gratitude, Hao Xiangxing called Fan Qinglin, tried her best to express her gratitude, and invited him to come to the house for dinner, Fan Qinglin politely refused, but Hao Xiangxing disagreed, and insisted that he come to the house for dinner. Thinking of it, it has been many days since Hao Xiangxing's family sent food, these days Hao Xiangxing is busy with her father's funeral, and busy taking care of her mother, the careful Fan Qinglin thought that he should cook some food for Hao Xiangxing's family and send it over.
There are a lot of ingredients in the refrigerator, and I could have fried a few dishes, but there was no gas for the time being, so I couldn't cook. Fan Qinglin thought about it, so he had to bring the ingredients to Hao Xiangxing's house to do it, originally Yuan Zhixia was going to come together, but since Qiao Shenghai's unreasonable behavior in the park last time, Yuan Zhixia was very resistant to even going to their house, for fear of meeting Qiao Shenghai. I want to explain the reason to my husband, but I'm afraid that my husband will think that he is thinking too much, and maybe he is really thinking too much. Yuan Zhixia didn't want to explain, so she had to find a reason to say that she was not feeling well and would go together next time.
After Fan Qinglin came to the door, he told Hao Xiangxing that the reason why Yuan Zhixia couldn't come was that she was unwell, Hao Xiangxing didn't believe it at all, thinking that this was an excuse Fan Qinglin made for herself, Fan Qinglin just wanted to meet her alone, and she was secretly happy in her heart. After Fan Qinglin entered the house, he told Hao Xiangxing that the gas in his house suddenly ran out and he couldn't cook, thinking that he hadn't cooked for them these days, so he brought the ingredients here this time. Hao Xiangxing hurriedly said, "I said that I would invite you to dinner, I was going to go to the restaurant with you, how could I let you cook." ’
Fan Qinglin said, 'It's okay, it's okay, I usually like to cook, don't go out to eat, it's not clean, maybe it's still gutter oil.' After speaking, he went to cook and stir-fry, Hao Xiangxing couldn't cook, so he could only wash and wash the vegetables, several dishes were made by Fan Qinglin, Fan Qinglin was going to leave after cooking, but Hao Xiangxing hurriedly grabbed him and said, "Okay, I'll invite you to dinner, but you cook, you can't let you go hungry, you are not the chef I hired, you are a benefactor." ’
Fan Qinglin smiled and said that she was too polite, and it was difficult to stay for dinner. Hao Xiangxing asked while eating, 'Who usually cooks at home?' Fan Qinglin replied, 'Whoever goes home will do it long ago.' ’
Hao Xiangxing said, 'Your cooking skills are so good, Yuan Zhixia is really blessed.' How can the same man be the difference between one day and one place, Qiao Shenghai will not do anything, you will do anything. ’
Fan Qinglin said, "Brother Qiao, isn't he busy looking at the store all day, and when he comes back late, he naturally can't cook." ’
Hao Xiangxing said, 'I've been married to him for so many years, and he can't even scramble eggs. ’
Fan Qinglin said, 'Brother Qiao is a good person, very easy-going, and your husband and wife have a good relationship. ’
Hao Xiangxing said, 'Feelings?hehe, raising a dog has more feelings than him. By the way, do you drink?'
Fan Qinglin waved his hand and said, "I don't drink, and I can't drink when I drive." ’
Hao Xiangxing said, 'Then do you smoke, there are cigarettes at home.' ’
Fan Qinglin also hurriedly said, "I don't smoke. ’
Hao Xiangxing said with admiration on her face, "As a man, you don't smoke and drink, and you can cook, why are you so good." ’
Fan Qinglin said with a smile, "Everyone's personality and hobbies are different, and Brother Qiao is as good as Brother Qiao." ’
Every time I see him, I will find more advantages in Fan Qinglin, Hao Xiangxing decided to pierce this layer of window paper, she wants such a good man, no matter who the man is.