"And what are you going to do?" Song Zhiwen tore open the bag, pulled open a can of beer, and handed it to Yang Guo.

Yang Guo waved his hand and said, "You drink it yourself first, and I'll go down at five o'clock to buy vegetables." ”

He paused, and then said: "I haven't come up with any good way for the time being, so I can only drag it first, I haven't told Xiao Ran now, and I haven't told my family." ”

"It's not a matter of dragging it out like this, let me tell you, as soon as possible, it's either just to make a fuss or die, but if it's really no show, you have to die early and late, it's better to die early, and it will save you from worrying all day long."

"Of course you think so, which relationship have you been in for more than a month? Xiao Ran and I have been for four years, and I'm afraid she won't be able to think about it for a while. ”

", she can't think about it? Lu Yunran: I've seen it many times, I still don't see it? She is a traditional woman who is the supremacy of marriage and only wants to get married once in her life, if there is no hope with you, she will not pester you in vain, people are so beautiful, you have to hang yourself on this crooked neck tree? ”

Yang Guo was silent.

Song Zhiwen realized that his words were a little too heavy, and he added: "My words are a little ugly, don't mind, brother is for your good." ”

"I know," Yang Guo said in a low voice, "I understand, too." As soon as I liked her, I knew her character. ”

"I don't think so, I used to think that this girl was beautiful, that this girl was reliable, and that she could follow you with all her heart after getting married. Where can I find such a good girl? ”

Song Zhiwen secretly said in his heart: "You are even worse than her, you are all idiots who fall in love for the purpose of marriage." ”

"I always feel that if we get married, we will definitely be the most loving couple in the world. In the morning, the two of them go out to work together, come back in the evening to cook together, eat and take a walk in the park, have a child, and grow old slowly. ”

Song Zhiwen couldn't help but say: "Do you think this is love?" How do I feel that I have surpassed love and become family affection. Song Zhiwen remembered Yang Guo, who was only one sound away from Yang Guo's name, Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu could stay in the ancient tomb for a lifetime, and this guy's idea felt like it was not too much!

Yang Guo smiled: "Of course it's not what you playboy can imagine, I'm just thinking about it." You know I don't have big ambitions and just want to live a plain but happy life. ”

Yang Guo picked up the kettle on the coffee table, poured himself a glass of boiled water, took a sip, and then said: "Who knew that before the two of us got married, I had a daughter, and all of a sudden the original plan was disrupted." But, you know what? With my daughter these days, I feel like I'm happier and happier than ever, feeding her every day, bathing her, changing her diaper, she laughs, I laugh, she cries, I feel uncomfortable. ”

Song Zhiwen shook his head, and he said, "You are enjoying it, and you are isolated from the world, you can see it at a glance." You haven't shaved in a few days? You haven't taken care of your hair seriously, have you? ”

Yang Guo touched his chin, the stubble of his beard was as long as half of his knuckles, it was strange to prick his hands, he smiled embarrassedly: "I didn't pay attention, I'll go planing later." ”

"Have you figured it out? With this daughter, you are no different from the divorced person who still carries an oil bottle! No, it should be said that it is even worse, you are still an unmarried pregnant child. Song Zhiwen said.

Yang Guo said categorically: "I have already thought clearly, no matter what, I have to raise Qiqi." ”

"Kiki? The name that Wu Yue gave? ”

"No, I got it, Yang Luoqi, Luoheqi next to the word Wang."

"Well, that's a nice name. Okay, I won't advise you anymore, I can only wish you good luck. However, as far as Lu Yunran is concerned, I am not optimistic about you. Song Zhiwen said.

"I can only take one step at a time." Yang Guo sighed.

Yang Guo stood up, pushed open the bedroom door and glanced at Qiqi, still sleeping quietly, he closed the door with peace of mind, and said to Song Zhiwen: "I'm going to go grocery shopping, you help me see Qiqi at home, she is still sleeping, there is no big problem, if there is something to call my mobile phone." ”

Song Zhiwen shook his hand at him while drinking beer, raised his head and said, "No problem, you go, come back early, I always feel panicked when I look at the child alone." ”

There is a market near the community, and Yang Guo didn't go to it much, so he simply bought half a bundle of greens, two tomatoes and a bag of beef. Eggs and ingredients are available at home, so you don't need to buy them for the time being.

When he got home, Qiqi had just woken up, Yang Guo hurriedly put down the dishes in his hand, washed his hands and went to replace Song Zhiwen, who was at a loss.

After changing Kiki's clean diaper, Yang Guo did not rush to make her milk powder, but poured a little warm water into the bottle and fed her to drink. The nurse said that Kiki is not breastfeeding and needs to make up some water.

"Kiki, this is Uncle Mosquito, have you said hello to Uncle Mosquito?" Yang Guo teased her.

However, it is obvious that boiled water is not as good as milk, Qiqi wrinkled her little nose and drank and spit out a lot, Yang Guo was not prepared, and her chest was wet.

Song Zhiwen watched Yang Guo feed her water for a while and change her clothes for a while, he was so busy that it was dark, shook his head and ignored him, connected his computer on Yang Guo's computer desk, turned on Crossfire and played.

After being busy for half an hour, Qiqi went to sleep again, and Yang Guo was free again. He glanced at Song Zhiwen, who was having a good time, and said, "You play first, I'll cook and I'll accompany you at night." As a result, Song Zhiwen ignored him at all.

Yang Guo's cooking skills have risen sharply after graduation, probably because after his smart mind, he learned everything quickly, originally just according to the map, looking at the cooking skills studied by himself on the computer, but now he has become a "chef", of course, this title has not been certified by the state, but Song Zhiwen, a foodie, was crowned.

Yang Guo scooped up the rice, put aside a finger and a half of water to cook the rice first, and the rice cooker was plugged in, at this time Song Zhiwen turned his head and called: "Hey, wait, my mother asked me to bring two sausages to you, I forgot, you cut a section to make cured rice, last time you made it super delicious, I drooled when I thought about it." ”

Yang Guo's head was full of black lines: "Why didn't you say it earlier, the cured rice has to be cooked for a long time." ”

Song Zhiwen took out two sausages from the bag and handed them over with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay to eat later, whoever calls me will take this bite." ”

The color of the sausage brought by Song Zhiwen is very good-looking, the white fat is in stark contrast with the jujube red lean meat, it feels tight and elastic to the touch, and it smells fragrant.

Yang Guo pulled out the electricity, and the cured rice had to be soaked in water for an hour first. Yang Guo also boiled water, part of which was used to sterilize the doll's bottle nipple, and part of it was poured on a plate, and a long section of sausage was cut into it to soak.

"Do-do" A series of compact but rhythmic knife sounds sounded, only to see Yang Guo pressing the beef with his left hand, the middle knuckle against the knife body, and the knife in his right hand, the kitchen knife fell cleanly and neatly, and it was lifted when it was gently pulled and cut, never dragging mud and water, and the left hand moved horizontally to the left with the movement of the right hand, and it took less than ten seconds for a piece of beef to be cut into thin but uniform meat slices. After cutting the beef, Yang Guo took out the sausage, cut it into slices, and put it on a small plate.

Since he had to wait, Yang Guo washed his hands and sat behind Song Zhiwen to watch him play. Song Zhiwen's AK is still playing well, and the headshot rate is very high, that is, this guy is a little good at playing games, and he rushes when he holds a gun, and he is often beaten up after killing two or three people on the other side.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Yang Guo brushed a layer of pot with oil, and then poured rice and water into it. There is no casserole at home, so Yang Guo has no choice but to use a rice cooker to make cured rice.

When the rice was boiled, Yang Guo was not idle, he chose the green vegetables, beat the eggs in a bowl, and peeled the tomatoes and cut them into small pieces. Originally, it was okay to have tomatoes without peeling, and they were more nutritious, but Song Zhiwen didn't think the skin was delicious, so Yang Guo had to give up. Yang Guo boiled tomato and egg soup first, and he didn't plan to toss too much today, so he picked the simplest tomato and egg soup to make.

After the soup was cooked, the rice was almost eight ripe, Yang Guo spread the cut sausage on top of the rice, and then cooked, two or three minutes later, he put a few slices of green vegetables in it, covered the lid and pulled out the electricity.

Yang Guo then quickly fried a plate of oil-consuming beef and a plate of green vegetables, and today's dinner was ready.

"Mosquito, come and wash the dishes." Yang Guo put the dishes on the table and beckoned Song Zhiwen to work.

"Well, I'm starving." Song Zhiwen decisively quit the game, buckled up the computer and ran over. He twisted a piece of meat and threw it into his mouth.

"Well, it's delicious, the beef you fried is absolutely amazing, smooth and tender, too fragrant!" Song Zhiwen was full of praise.

"I'll go, you won't wash your hands and steal food, hurry up and wash the dishes." Yang Guo scolded him while brushing the pot.

Before serving, Yang Guo mixed a small bowl of sauce with soy sauce, sugar, sesame oil and other ingredients, opened the rice cooker and poured it on the cured rice, and for a while the whole room was filled with the fragrance of bacon, and Song Zhiwen, who was washing the dishes, drooled all over the ground.

"Incense!" Song Zhiwen didn't eat at all, praised loudly, quickly picked up the rice with golden sausage oil, and from time to time picked up a piece of juicy beef and stuffed it into his mouth.

Yang Guo didn't talk to him either, anyway, this kid would never be polite in front of him, and he would taste the dishes by himself. I felt a little proud in my heart: "My craft is getting better and better!" ”

What's the happiest thing about a chef? That's when someone appreciates their own food! With the praise of Song Zhiwen, a big foodie, Yang Guo ate more deliciously.

After eating and drinking, Song Zhiwen, who was satisfied, consciously ran to wash the dishes. After Yang Guo cleaned up the pots and spoons, he made milk powder for Qiqi.

Kiki was very punctual, and woke up at almost eight o'clock, and Yang Guo fed her milk and waited for her to fall asleep.

Yang Guo felt that Qiqi was really well-behaved, and in the past few days, he rarely cried, except for wetting the bed and waking up and crying twice when he was hungry, he didn't make much trouble for him.

After cleaning up, Yang Guo went to take a shower and wash clothes.