An Yao shook her head helplessly, and glanced at the dark cuisine, it was so dark, where could you still see the shadow of the noodles! She decisively scooped a scoop of water and poured it into the pot, and suddenly there was a stabbing sound in the pot, "Don't you know how to put water when you cook noodles?" ”

Ye Yong probably knew that he had done something wrong, and stated curtly: "No, I'm not going to cook noodles with water, I'm actually going to make spaghetti, the kind of ...... that is dry."

An Yao was powerless to stroke her forehead: Young man, you can't run yet, you want to equip yourself with wings and fly into the sky. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Ye Yong looked at her face, and didn't dare to stay longer, so he took a fan and waved it in the hall, opened all the windows in the house, and opened the door wider. An Yao could only help him pour out the dark food, wash the pot with water, and then clean up the messy kitchen. After cleaning everything up, the smell of smoke in the house was finally less, not as strong as before.

Ye Yong finished the affairs of the hall, stood on the side, and watched quietly. His eyes were like wolves and tigers, looking at the eyes of the gods, for fear that An Yao would run away.

An Yao was just about to ask him why he was cooking by himself, but after thinking about it, Grandma Shen and Grandpa Ye had gone to the capital, leaving only Ye Yong at home. Looking at Ye Yong's appearance, it can be concluded that the men nowadays don't have the appearance of a family cook at all, and there are really not many twenty-four filial men who can go to the hall and the kitchen.

"Xiao Yao, what are you sighing for?" Ye Yong asked carefully.

An Yao glanced at him hatefully: "It's nothing, I just remembered Xue Yan." "Don't tell her that Xue Yan can't cook, she doesn't believe it.

Ye Yong: Twenty-four filial piety is good at the same table. =_=

An Yao rolled up her sleeves a little and said softly, "You go and stay outside, I'll make dinner for you." ”

"Thank you, Xiao Yao!" Ye Yong wiped the non-existent tears and choked in his throat. After a day of starvation, someone said that they wanted to cook for him, and happiness came too suddenly. What's more, this person is still Lu Xiaoyao, who is positioned as the "God of Cooking" in his heart, and he is really guaranteed at this time! Since his grandparents went to the capital, he has been making do with food, the first few meals were dry food, barely able to fill his stomach, this meal is so hungry that he can't help it, so he thinks about cooking it himself. Who knows, I almost burned the kitchen!

An Yao made a big pot of noodles for Ye Yong and put a bowl out. He has plenty of ingredients at home, eggs, mushrooms, onions, and vegetables leftover, just enough to cook noodles.

Ye Yong was not at the dinner table, but sat on the sofa at his house. That's right, he has a sofa at home, and this sofa is quite high-end.

There was a low table in front of the sofa, and An Yao put the bowl on the low table, "Here, let's eat." ”

Ye Yong was really hungry, looking at the steaming, oily bowl of noodles, pulled it in front of him, and swallowed his saliva. No way, the noodles are still too hot, otherwise he would have to gobble them up.

He placed the envelope in his hand on the table.

An Yao glanced at it lightly.

"At noon, I received a letter from my third uncle to my family, but unfortunately my grandparents are not at home today." In the past, the third uncle would write a letter to the family once a month, but at that time, it was all grandfather and grandmother who read it, and they also replied. But this time this letter was received by Ye Yong, and his mood was a little delicate, who called to listen to the song for whom, he found that he still missed the third uncle very much.

"Oh." An Yao responded, "Then I'll go back first, you can eat slowly." ”

"An Yao!" Ye Yong hurriedly called out to her.

"Huh?"

Ye Yong lowered his head, his expression was a little shy, "What, can you help me reply to the third uncle?" My grandparents didn't come back so soon. I...... I don't know how to reply. ”

=Mouth=! No way!

An Yao glanced at his appearance, and knew that he was awkward about something. For some reason, she sat back on the sofa, took out a pen, turned her head and asked, "How do you want to go back?" ”

Ye Yonggang was just taking a sip of noodles, and when he heard the words, he choked and coughed so much that his face turned red. An Yao shook her head slightly, and didn't count on him anymore. She spread out the letter paper, and it was written with a pen, and the handwriting was as tough and sharp as his own. The letter didn't say anything, just everyday greetings.

An Yao pondered and began to write seriously.

……

A few days later, the provincial military district.

Ye Qingyu had just finished a day's training, his clothes were soaked, his eyebrows and eyes were faintly tired, he went back to the house, put the coat in his hand on the chair, sat there and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

A loud voice came from the door: "Second Lieutenant Ye." ”

He opened his eyes slightly, "Come in." ”

"Second Lieutenant, there's your letter." The soldier went in and placed a letter wrapped in a yellow oiled paper envelope on his desk. He nodded, indicating that he understood, and the little soldier withdrew.

Letter? He did deliver a letter to his home a few days ago, presumably in reply.

As usual, he took out the letter, the white smooth paper, not folded in half, but the handwriting on it was not his parents'. Rather, very unfamiliar handwriting.

A hint of doubt flashed in his brow, but he looked down calmly.

"Third uncle, I'm An Yao. When he replied to this letter, Ye Yong was eating noodles at the dinner table, gulping and sucking, and eating very happily. You may be surprised, why did I write you back? Why did Ye Yong eat noodles there? That's the case, Grandma Shen and Grandpa Ye have something to do and went back to the capital for a few days, and they didn't receive a letter from you, Ye Yong is not very good at cooking at home, so I made him a bowl of noodles when I passed by, and I replied to the letter. Xiao Yong said that everything is fine at home, don't think about it. Quietly, Xiao Yong actually misses you very much. He was just embarrassed to say it.

In addition, Xiao Yong insists on exercising every day. Yesterday, I accidentally glanced at him and saw that the fat on his stomach had finally disappeared. The eight-pack abs haven't been reached yet, but there is a tendency for a piece of abs to take shape in the stomach. This is a good sign, and with perseverance, you can eventually reach your goal of eight packs. I also have every day according to the requirements of the third uncle, running, fitness, life lies in sports, I will be a teenager who loves sports. (n_n)

Third uncle, are your injuries healed? Remember not to be too tired, eat and sleep on time, the body is the capital of the revolution! I wish the third uncle good health and all the best! ”

The payment is, your junior sister Lu Anyao.

Ye Qingyu saw the end, and gently put down the paper, as if the fatigue just now had disappeared, and there was gradually a smile in his eyes.

"Aoko." It's a commotion outside.

He quietly folded the papers, attached the envelopes, pulled open the drawers, and put them in.

"Qingzi, are you going to eat, can you go?" Ah Liang and another friend, Ah Hui, hooked their shoulders, looked at him with a smile, and sighed: "Since I ate what Lu Meizi made and that bowl of Master Kong's instant noodles, I really know the taste of the marrow, compared with the food of our troops, the gap is too big." How nice it would be if Sister Lu came to us to be a cook! ”

Ye Qingyu didn't answer according to the topic, and suddenly said, "Lift your clothes to your chest, I'll take a look." ”

"Huh? Oh. Ah Liang and his friends didn't understand why, it was too sudden, but when their Qingzi brother spoke, they almost didn't resist, so they obediently did so, lifted their clothes, and looked at him with confused eyes.

"Hmm." Ye Qingyu just swept it casually and stood up: "Let's eat." ”

He probably understood what abs meant. When Ah Liang and Ah Hui lifted their clothes, he saw that they both had four pieces each.

"Oh, no, brother, what do you mean?" Ah Liang and Ah Hui looked at each other, put down their clothes, and chased after Ye Qingyu, but Ye Qingyu just gave them a cool look, which made them feel bottomless. Looking left and right, the clothes are all clean and neat, and they don't violate military regulations. Is there anything wrong with this belly?

So the two of them spent the day in trepidation and still didn't know what was going on, but they knew that something must be wrong. Because Brother Qingzi is not a person who can talk nonsense, everything he says and does is useful, not to mention making such a strange request today to lift his clothes.

It's a pity that no one answered this question for them after all. (To be continued.) )