"Zeyang, what's the matter with you?"

"I..."

Chen Yi directly interrupted his description, "Auntie, Zhang Zeyang was always disobedient in class and was punished by the teacher!" ”

"Uh, I'm obedient, okay. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info. ”

"Then why are you scribbling in your textbook in class! ,,It's so ugly.。。。 ”

Zeyang's mother smiled and asked, "What kind of painting, Zeyang show it to me." ”

"I didn't bring it."

"Auntie! He brought it! ”

"I didn't!"

"I just saw you put that 'Read and Write English a Thousand Times' in your school bag! Auntie, it's in his bag! ”

"I, what am I putting that book for, I can't read English, what am I putting it for?"

"Huh! It's not that I'm afraid of being embarrassed, take it home and destroy the evidence, I've seen through it a long time ago! ”

"I can't imagine that you still care about me, do you have any bad intentions for me if you pay so much attention to me?"

Chen Yi's face slowly turned crimson, he really couldn't stand the narcissist next to him, and he got rid of himself and said: "Who has bad intentions for you!" You don't look at yourself in the mirror! ”

"I've taken it, it's very handsome, very handsome."

“。。 I, I saw it by chance! ”

"Accidentally? Then you say, am I handsome or not? ”

Chen Yi ignored his conscience and said to each other viciously: "Not handsome, really ugly. . . ”

"You're tasteless."

"You!!"

Zeyang's mother, who was driving, listened to the two of them constantly bickering, looked at the traffic lights and smiled, and said: "Okay, don't make trouble, Zhang Zeyang, you are really, you have painted a picture and hidden it, and it is not something unsightly, boys should not be so stingy." ”

"That's it! It is! Hurry up and hand it over! ”

"I..." Zhang Zeyang really shouldn't have learned to paint from Lotte, he was embarrassed and thrown to his own home, the evil Mona Lisa smiled, and asked him how to give his mother who was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, stir-frying, cooking, and appreciation, Wow, it was better to give him a happy idea.

Covering his face, he handed over the black backpack he had 'borrowed' from his uncle.

The white sedan drove safely through the crowded main road and slowly drove into the brightly lit underground parking lot of the Geer Building.

The elevator rose to the 31st floor, after Zeyang's mother opened the two-story door of her house, she led Zhang Zeyang and Chen Yi, who were handicapped, into the house one by one, and took the two to the thick and soft sofa in the living room After sitting down, she picked up the white ceramic cup on the coffee table and took a sip of water, and said with a smile: "Chen Yi, you sit here and watch TV first, treat this place as your own home, whatever you want to eat in the refrigerator, you can take it yourself." ”

"Hmm."

"Then Auntie went to cook first."

"Auntie, wait, I'm going to learn how to cook with you."

Zeyang's mother smiled and said, "Okay, okay, then I'll take you to the kitchen." ”

"Mom, I want it too!"

"You? Just sit back and watch your TV. ”

“。。。”

"Be careful, are your feet better?"

"Well, it hurts a little to step on the ground, but it's more than before!"

Zeyang's mother was distressed, and turned her head to glare at Zhang Zeyang, who was lying on the sofa and was ruthlessly abandoned by her. The look said, "Look at what you've done!"

Zeyang's mother opened the cupboard, took out two clean aprons, picked up one of the cute aprons printed with Mickey Mouse and tied them intimately around Chen Yi, and after Chen Yi got it done, she picked up the remaining apron and tied it for herself.

If you look closely, the two of them look like housewives.

Zeyang's mother is mature, and Chen Yi is still, very young and just getting started.

Chen Yi stared at the iron pot on the stove without blinking, and his big eyes looked at Ze Yang's mother's stir-fried dishes with peach blossom eyes, and kept drooling.

"Auntie, your food is so fragrant! It's the most fragrant I've ever smelled! ”

"Auntie, the dishes you cook are so appetizing, they are delicious when you look at them!"

Zeyang's mother was so happy that she took a spatula and scooped up a piece of cooked meat, and said happily: "Come, taste it." ”

"Hmm!"

"How's it taste?"

"Yum!!"

Zhang Zeyang was lying on the sofa resentfully, and Chen Yi's "It's delicious" would come from the kitchen every once in a while! "It's not good for him to be envious and jealous, he doesn't have this treatment!!

"Let's wash the chicken wings first, and after washing, make a few cuts on the chicken wings, pay attention to the cutting position, you can see how I cut it first."

"Hmmm! Auntie, I know how to cut it. ”

"You try it, be careful with the blade, don't cut your own hand."

Chen Yi learned Ze Yang's mother's knife technique in a good way, and carefully cut a few cuts on the tender and elastic chicken wings.

Ze Yang's mother had an admiring smile on her face, and couldn't help but praise her, "Yi Yang is so smart, you learned it so quickly, you are much better than Ze Yang's kid, no matter how I teach him, he can't learn." ”

Zhang Zeyang in the living room rolled his eyes and said inwardly: Mom, when did you teach me?

"After cutting, put them aside, put the marinade and marinate for 20 minutes, or you can just cook them with the ingredients without marinating. Let's talk about this marinade first, I usually use garlic, the garlic has to be cut into small cubes, then pour a little cumin powder and pepper, and then use ....... That's pretty much it, come, I'll show you how to cut garlic. ”

Chen Yi listened with his ears pricked up and was fascinated, staring at Ze Yang's mother's dexterous hands without making the slightest movement, and worked hard to learn to talk about Zeyang's mother's cooking knowledge, and memorized them all firmly in his mind.

She actually regrets it, she can't imagine that there are so many ways to cook, and her little head with endless learning is almost not enough, and she really regrets not preparing a notebook to make records. As the saying goes, a good memory is better than a bad pen.

The sky outside the kitchen slowly darkened, leaving a bright skyline that was struggling to be swallowed up by the night. Before the moon could fully reveal its outline, mischievous stars were already blinking at the kind people of the blue planet.

The aroma in the kitchen has now shifted and is beginning to fill the living room. Smelling the tempting aroma, Zhang Zeyang got up from the sofa while drooling, and walked towards the table with soft steps.

His legs seemed to float on the ground, and the soreness made him move slowly. He hated his feet for not being able to grab meat, but he didn't patronize the thighs and calves that hated him, and he persevered in attacking the table ten meters away. Halfway through, unexpectedly, ,,, feet couldn't support it, and a dog gnawed and fell to the floor.

Chen Yi was led by Zeyang's mother and walked out of the kitchen together, and the two turned their heads to see Zhang Zeyang lying on the ground alone, 5 meters away from the dining table. The two laughed at him, and Zeyang's mother said happily: "Look, stealing food will not end well." ”

"Mom, help~"