It's not too much to say that it's a battlefield, there are food ingredients scattered everywhere on the kitchen table, and there are iron basins, green onion granules, half an onion, garlic, and so on on the floor.

In front of the gas stove, Song Jihyo stared at the wok, holding a spatula in his hand and didn't know what to do.

Han Tae-jun and his younger brother, who were about to come over, were stopped by Song Ji-hyo and asked them to go to the living room or room to wait first, and after observing it, Han Tae-jun kindly reminded him that it seems that rice has not been cooked yet, and eating rice is the most important thing.

I waited from 1:20 p.m. to almost 4 o'clock.

The hunger pangs have long disappeared, and I forgot that I didn't eat at noon, I watched TV, played games, and was so bored that I was lying in bed in a daze, and finally heard Song Jihyo's call.

When I went out, my nose was black, my forehead was full of sweat grains, I wore a ponytail, and I was wearing gloves on my hands, this is what Song Jihyo looks like now.

"Sister, pay attention to the image"

The younger brother hurriedly rushed over and wiped Song Zhixiao with a tissue, but he didn't know that the confetti was left on Song Zhixiao's face again.

"On behalf of nim, praise and praise~"

That exaggerated reaction, who gave the courage, who is it, could it be that Changwu often praises Song Zhixiao's cooking is delicious? Why did Han Tae-joon have no appetite at all when he saw the food on the table, the soup was, and it was said to be miso soup, but it looked like muddy water, and it was very diluted muddy water.

Fried pumpkin pie? It should be fried pumpkin pie, Han Taejun has eaten Park Shuying's cooking, it is delicious, but it looks different from the outside, and the barbecue, the barbecue is barely gone, the sauce is prepared, and there are two fried fish in the middle.

"How? Not bad, isn't it fragrant? ”

Emphasizing one thing can only show that Song Ji Hyo is very uneasy in his heart, and the moment he sat down and picked up the chopsticks, Song Ji Hyo and his younger brother's eyes were focused on Han Tae-jun.

Flip over the pumpkin pie, pick up a piece and smell it, then put it down.

"What's wrong? Why don't you eat it? ”

Nodding slightly, I don't know what Han Taejun wants to express, the chopsticks turned to the barbecue, pinched a piece and smelled it, took it to the front of the eye and put it next to it again, the fish is better, Han Taejun at least ate a little, and if you can try to taste it, Song Jihyo will not hesitate to offer her knees.

The miso soup also glanced at it and didn't move the spoon to taste it, and after a lap, he knocked a little rice and put it in his mouth, chewed it twice, looked at his brother and said, "Do you have ramen at home?" ”

"Whew~"

Song Zhixiao's mood suddenly became not beautiful, no matter what, how could he treat the meals he had worked so hard for several hours to treat like this, he didn't ask you to say that it was delicious, but it wouldn't be impossible to eat, it was because of who made so many meals, and he didn't have any demeanor at all.

The younger brother was also ignorant, as if he was waiting for Han Taejun's words, and immediately rushed to the kitchen and took out a few generations to wave it.

"Why?"

Looking up at Song Ji-hyo, Han Tae-joon said unceremoniously: "First of all, miso soup, are you sure it's miso soup?" ”

"Of course, what would it be if it wasn't miso soup?" Song Jihyo asked rhetorically.

Han Taejun spread his hands and said, "This, it's not too much to say that it's diluted muddy water." ”

"Say what? Slurry? Song Jihyo felt that his blood pressure was slowly soaring.

Without a pause, Han Taejun pointed to the pumpkin pie and said, "Do you know the steps to fry the pumpkin pie?" Do you know the order of eggs and flour? Also, when slicing, it must be thinner, so as to ensure that it is cooked without frying. ”

"When you are looking at barbecue, you may like to eat Western food, and you also like to eat medium rare meat, and you think that medium rare meat is the best, but sorry, I like to eat fully cooked meat, and the same is true for Western food."

"As for this fish, well, it can be eaten, but I don't like to eat fish."

Song Zhixiao was not convinced, pointed to the rice and said, "What about this?" ”

"Rice? How much water do you put in cooking rice? Have you ever measured it with the back of your hand, forget it, you taste it yourself. ”

Song Zhixiao took a bite and put it in his mouth, frowned after chewing it twice, and complained to himself in his heart: "Why is the rice not cooked, it is still raw." ”

"Then you don't have to count everything."

"I said Song Ji Hyo Xi, did you speak when I tasted it just now? Have you ever been left behind? It was you who asked me why, that's why I said this, I didn't take the initiative to bring it up, for your cooking skills, I think you should still strengthen some practice, now my brother is still a high school student, I can't let him eat takeout every day, there is no nutritional value in the outside things. ”

Speaking of this, the younger brother boiled water and came over, stood next to Song Zhixiao and said: "Isn't it, I didn't cook at home before, and if I want to eat, I buy it from outside and heat it up and eat it, and the side dishes are all side dishes and kimchi sent by my mother." ”

"Sister is really, I said she before, so beautiful, with a good and kind personality, if you can cook, there must be a lot of men who pursue it, men like women who can cook, brother, I'm right, if my sister can cook, will my brother also pursue my sister."

"Ah, don't talk nonsense."

The younger brother was still saying mischievously: "What's wrong, am I wrong, men don't need any necessary conditions to pursue women, I'm saying that Brother Tai Jun's conditions are much better than yours, tall and handsome, and he is still a genius known to the whole country, and now he has his own career, my sister still works for Brother Tai Jun, don't forget." ”

"Stinky boy, don't run away, I promise not to kill you today."

A cloud of smoke slipped behind Han Taejun, Han Taejun didn't say anything, looked at Song Jihyo and persuaded: "Don't be excited, calm down." ”

"You shut up for me, on behalf of Nim? That was when I was in the company, not in the company now, I'm 25 years old, I'm your sister, don't scream in front of me, otherwise I'll clean up with you. ”

No, this style of painting is not what I thought, Han Taejun didn't participate in what happened just now, why bring yourself in, what is this.

What's worse is that the younger brother grabbed Han Taejun's shoulder and was still chattering: "If you show a rude side now, you won't have a chance to be with Brother Taejun in the future, you are a woman, you should be gentle and considerate, Brother Taejun said that he likes to be gentle and considerate." ”

No wonder this kid has been gossiping about his own things when he was playing games, it turned out to be for this, Han Taejun said casually at the time, everyone likes to be gentle and considerate, but a woman with a personality is not bad.

"Shut up, if you two don't finish your meal today, you'll both die, I'll do what I say."

The real name is used, it's really not a joke, Han Taejun gritted his teeth and squeezed out: "Ah, why did you bring me in, what about the ramen." ”

The younger brother said very calmly: "It's okay, I have a chance, I will admit my mistake and apologize to my sister for a while, and I will definitely forget what happened just now." ”