Guan Lang saw that the situation was not good, and the hand holding the kitchen knife pulled back.

Guan Ma didn't take it, and glared at him with some dissatisfaction.

"You go to the sofa to sit and play with your mobile phone, it's rare to come back for a few days, what are you busy with?"

Guan Ma said as she tried to get the kitchen knife in her hand.

Guan Lang dodged again.

"Mom, don't make trouble, the kitchen knife is sharp and dangerous. I'll do it. Guan Lang hurriedly said, "I've improved a lot in cooking in the past two months, and if you still look at me from the same perspective as before, it would be a big mistake." ”

Guan Ma glanced at Guan Lang with disdain, but still stopped her hand.

"I don't know what level you are, well, since you yourself are going to suffer, I won't stop you. ”

After finishing speaking, he reluctantly pinched the duck in his hand, and then slowly closed the door and walked out of the kitchen.

Watching Guan Ma leave, Guan Lang finally breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, the task was not interrupted.

The kitchen in Guan Lang's house is not open.

Although the range hood is very advanced, it is inevitable that there will be a large amount of oil smoke volatilization.

Guan Lang hadn't cooked at home for a long time, and he was a little unfamiliar with the placement of kitchen utensils for a while.

The pristine white quartz countertop reflects the bright sunlight streaming in through the window, and a row of kitchen utensils is next to it.

"Mom, you've run out of salt, where do you put the spare?"

"The second cupboard above. Guan Ma's voice came from outside the living room.

......

Guan Langcai washed the grass chicken, drained it and chopped it into small pieces, and was about to shoot some ginger and shallots.

The kitchen door was gently pushed open.

Rubbing her eyes, the sleepy-eyed Guan Xiaoying walked in slowly.

Guan Lang turned around and saw Guan Xiaomei yawning and walking to the refrigerator.

Sneaking through the depths of the freezer, pull out a transparent bag.

It contained the jelly that Guan Lang brought to her yesterday.

"Guan Xiaoying, have you brushed your teeth?

She was so frightened that she immediately squatted on the ground with her head in her hands, thinking that Guan Ma was in the kitchen and was ready to face the brain collapse.

After a long time, there was no movement, and Guan Xiaomei looked up at her back.

"Huhu, brother, you're scared of me!" Guan Xiaomei slowly stood up from the ground and said with a pout.

However, Guan Lang had no deterrent effect on her, complained, and then stared at the bag to choose the flavor of the jelly.

Guan Lang sighed, he is such a sister, and he is naturally reluctant to teach a lesson.

So much so that now he has lost the majesty of his brother. Guan Lang thought depressedly.

Touching Guan Xiaomei's head, Guan Lang said earnestly.

"Remember to brush your teeth before eating, and don't eat too much jelly, I'll be ready later, there is chicken stew with mushrooms you like." ”

"Chicken stewed mushrooms?" Guan Xiaomei then focused her attention on the kitchen counter, "Brother, you are cooking today! Then I still want to eat glutinous rice balls, shrimp balls, and dumplings, make them for me? Beef..."

When Guan Xiaomei heard that it was Guan Lang cooking, she immediately became excited, and counted the dishes she wanted to eat with her white and tender fingers.

"No way. Guan Lang continued to pat the onion on the board and said.

"Stingy!" Guan Xiaomei said as she walked in front of the kitchen counter with her waist crossed, staring at Guan Lang with big eyes

"Guan Xiaoying, why are you so difficult to serve, no, the vegetables have been bought, what do I do, what do you eat, children can't be picky eaters. Guan Lang was amused by the greedy Guan Xiaomei, and gently pinched Guan Xiaomei's face.

He gently pushed Guan Xiaomei out of the kitchen and told her to hurry up and brush her teeth.

Guan Xiaoying is small, but her appetite is not small, Guan Lang has always been worried that if she eats like this, she will become a little fat girl when she grows up.

Guan Lang was thinking about things while putting the water and some ingredients into the soup pot.

There is enough time, and there is no need to do it like I usually do in Tiannan City, it takes about two or three hours to make soup, and now the fire is starting to start, just in time for lunch.

Guan Lang whistled as he controlled the heat of the porcelain pot in which the soup was cooked.

You don't need to keep staring, just glance at it every once in a while.

Time flies, two hours go by in a flash.

Guan Lang opened the pot, white gas rose, and the rich salty fragrance spread along with the mist.

Even Guan's mother, who was calmly watching TV outside the living room, looked at the kitchen several times and kept muttering in her heart: It seems that the duck is really delicious, and even her son, who is inferior to her in cooking, can make it so fragrant.

Guan Lang brought the dishes to the table.

"Guan Xiaoying, don't get in my way..."Guan Lang held the plate, and at the same time paid attention to Guan Xiaomei, who had been following closely beside her, for fear of bumping into her, she was already drooling and confused.

Guan Lang arranged the plates in turn and put a small bowl with rice and soup.

"Mom, Dad, hasn't he come back yet?" Guan Lang looked at the dishes on the table suspiciously, and Guan Ma, who couldn't believe it, asked softly.

The requirements of the mission were satisfied by three people.

Although he is confident in his current craft, if the personnel are not complete, there is no way, and it is not a crime of war.

"It shouldn't be..."Guan's mother looked up at Guan Lang in muttering, "Oh... What do you say?"

Guan Lang felt that Guan Ma seemed to be a little distracted, but he still repeated the question again.

"Should.. It's almost home, and your dad has just driven to the neighborhood. ”

Guan's mother still couldn't hold back, and looked at Guan Lang tightly with a pair of eyes and asked, "Son, have you been cooking by yourself every day at school for the past two months?"

"How's that, isn't there a lot of progress. Guan Lang said with a smile.

Although he didn't cook much before, he was still a little talented, not to mention now, even two months ago, his cooking skills were higher than Guan Ma's.

It's just that the old comrades are stubborn and refuse to admit defeat.

In addition, the cooking skills of the two are only half a catty, although they are strong, but they are not very strong, which makes Guan Ma always stabilize the position of the family cooking master (pseudo).

Now that he has improved his rewards for several tasks, his cooking skills have improved rapidly, and he has obviously opened up the gap with Guan Ma.

Even if it was difficult for Guan Ma to accept it, the fragrance she smelled in her nose and the lovely dishes made Guan Ma swallow her saliva.

But looking at Guan Lang's smug little appearance, Guan's mother still moved her throat: "It's not bad, it's a little progressive, maybe you can catch up with my cooking skills if you work harder." ”

After finishing speaking, Guan Ma coughed twice weakly.

"Mom, don't brag, when is the meal going to begin!!I'm so hungry..."Guan Xiaomei, who was just at the height of the table, looked at her eyes, pulled the corner of Guan Ma's clothes, and asked with longing in her eyes.