When returning home from Sifeng Mountain, Fan Yingying asked Han Sicheng to park the car in front of the supermarket halfway. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Fan Yingying got out of the car and lay in front of the window: "You wait for me for a while, I want to go in and buy some food and fruits, and order takeout every day, you are all tired of eating, right?" ”

Han Sicheng hurriedly chased down from the car: "I'll go with you, if you buy a lot of things, you can help carry them." ”

Fan Yingying smiled and waited for him to go to the supermarket together.

When she was at work, there was no one in the supermarket, so Fan Yingying went around the stalls one by one, selected some seasonal fruits and vegetables, and picked up some daily necessities for discounted activities.

Fan Yingying held two tubes of different brands of toothpaste, and compared them a little hesitantly, and couldn't decide which one to buy.

"Let's go in the evening." Han Sicheng pushed the shopping cart and suddenly said something.

"Where?" Fan Yingying didn't react, holding the toothpaste and turning her head to look at him.

"Sifeng Mountain." Han Sicheng took the toothpaste from her hand and threw it into the shopping cart.

Fan Yingying glanced at it and put it back on the shelf: "Who is Uncle Zhang's master?" ”

Han Sicheng pushed the cart forward: "I used to be Taoist, but later I was expelled from the sect because I violated the rules, and I went around to learn from teachers, and I didn't say what sect I founded, and I didn't have any other apprentices except Uncle Zhang." ”

"Why isn't there a word on the tombstone?" Fan Yingying took a bag of noodles from the shelf and put it in the shopping cart.

"Actually, I only found out today, I heard him talk about it before, saying that his master made enemies everywhere because of killing ghosts and demons during his lifetime, and I wondered if I was afraid that the enemy would find and destroy the body." Han Sicheng took a box of coffee and threw it into the car.

Fan Yingying stretched out her hand and took it out again: "Drink less coffee, it will affect sleep." ”

Han Sicheng glanced at the coffee that had been put back on the shelf, and looked away lightly.

There were two sick people in the room, Fan Yingying boiled some millet porridge, mixed some refreshing pickles with cucumber and kohlrabi, and did not put chili peppers and sesame oil.

After getting it done, she called Han Sicheng and Jian Seventeen and asked them to send the sick number.

Han Sicheng took a big bowl of porridge and consciously went to Zhang Jinxia, and Jian Seventeen could only send it to Zou Yu.

Fan Yingying glanced at him and instructed, "Freshly boiled porridge, be careful when you drink it." ”

Jian Seventeen nodded in agreement, turned around and walked away with the porridge.

Fan Yingying looked at his back and sighed for Zou Yu in her heart.

After dotting the sick number, there are two big men left, and their faces are almost green when they order takeout and eat every day for a while, and the meat and vegetables in the restaurant are either oily or greasy, and they are eating straight to the fire.

Fan Yingying cut some beef and tomatoes, made a tomato stewed brisket, sour appetizer, and cut some meat strips to fry them and burn them together with eggplant strips, cut the green bamboo shoots she bought before and mix them coldly, put some vinegar and pour some peppers and sugar, sweet and sour with a little spicy, refreshing and cool and delicious, and finally used the beef soup boiled before to add some green pepper and coriander to the bowl and put it in the microwave to prepare.

I haven't eaten home-cooked food for a long time, and when Han Sicheng and Jian Seventeen were eating, there was no more gossip on the table except for the sound of chopsticks hitting the plates and bowls.

Fan Yingying had no appetite for being smoked when cooking, and she was basically full after eating a little of each dish, she put down her chopsticks and watched the two big men eat all the dishes like a storm, which was particularly fulfilling.

Seeing that they had almost eaten, Fan Yingying went to warm up the beef soup in the microwave and served it to the table.

When the soup was also in their stomachs, Han Sicheng and Jian Seventeen put down their chopsticks in satisfaction.

"Your cooking is so delicious." Jian Seventeen wiped his mouth and praised.

Fan Yingying listened with a smile, and stretched out her hand to put the dishes and chopsticks together: "That's it, my mother used to work in the kitchen, I stayed there when I was fine, I learned a lot of unique skills, and I will show you a good hand in the past two days." ”

Han Sicheng stood up and rubbed his stomach: "It's good to eat, you put it there, I'll clean it up, it's time for the event." ”

Fan Yingying put away the dishes and chopsticks and took them to the kitchen: "Forget it, what can you do as a young master?" Don't break the bowl again, you have to buy it. ”

Han Sicheng followed behind and helped to the kitchen, Fan Yingying was indeed right, he didn't know anything about this chores at all, he never stretched out his hand, but he was very happy to help Fan Yingying work, he was very happy, it was not good to wash the dishes or anything, it was always okay to help with one end.

Fan Yingying was brushing the dishes in the kitchen, and Han Sicheng followed aside with a small rag to wipe the water stains on it one by one, and asked Fan Yingying to take a look after wiping it.

Fan Yingying looked at his diligent appearance, and thought of Gao Bo, the two of them stay together on weekdays, he never reaches out to do these things, let alone help serve the bowls, after eating, he basically rushes into the bedroom, holding the computer to fight the game, and has no intention of helping at all.

"I heard you say that your brother has found a job, how is it now?" Han Sicheng took the plate and asked while wiping it.

Referring to her younger brother, Fan Yingying smiled bitterly: "He is uncertain, when I call home, my mother always says that everything is fine, and he always reports good news and not bad news, in fact, needless to say, I also know that if he can really stick to it, my mother will have to praise him on his lips, and now he doesn't mention it, he must not do it again." ”

Han Sicheng didn't know Fan Yingying's younger brother very well, and when he heard her mention it twice, it was a simple one-sentence summary, and he felt that this kid was just a director who didn't have any strength, and he wanted to draw everything from east to west, but he was not proficient in everything.

"It's not okay to do this, in two years, your parents will be old, who will be able to help him?" Han Sicheng put himself in his shoes when he spoke, he listened to Fan Yingying talk about his younger brother, and began to think about how to help educate this kid in the future.

If the future is all counting on Fan Yingying, although it can be settled with a little money, I am afraid that Fan Yingying will feel that she owes him because of this, and no matter how much she thinks about it everywhere, the two of them are relaxed and happy together, if you can't do this, then the relationship will slowly fade.

Fan Yingying sighed, didn't speak, and the action of brushing the dishes was slowly and slowly. What Han Sicheng said is also what she is worried about now, like her younger brother, I am afraid that it will not be able to become any climate in the future, if she can mix well, it is nothing for him to count on if he wants to, but I am afraid that if he does not understand the placement, the family will be completely messed up.

Han Sicheng looked at her with a sad look, and suddenly regretted it in his heart, what did he do about it, thought about it, and hurriedly remedied: "We should go out for an internship in the second half of our senior year, why don't we call your brother the provincial capital at that time?" (To be continued.) )