A few bank cards were spread out on the bed, but the one that was missing Zhou Fang was missing.

Stuck in her wallet, left on the side of the new house.

Hong Yu walked around the bedroom, feeling bad in his heart, but his wife used other people's money, and others would laugh out of his big teeth when he said this.

It's okay if it's an uncle, but it's not a kiss, and I can't tell her in person, this depression kills people.

He has become a mystery keeper, and he is still a flattering mystery keeper, and when he tells the truth, it is estimated that their uncle and nephew will not believe it, and sometimes they don't even believe it.

Zhou Fan used a pen to record some knowledge of Huaiyang cuisine introduced on the computer, and he couldn't go to the restaurant to learn face-to-face, so he could only learn by himself at home.

Hong Yu pushed open the door of the study, put the bank card on the keyboard and said, "You put it away, I took one, I have something to go out, you rest at home"

"Take it! I don't need it again."

Zhou Fan didn't like to keep these important things for him, and felt a burden in his heart, and besides, he had a card given by his uncle, and there were tens of thousands of yuan on it, which was enough for his own use.

"If you want to take it, how can there be so much nonsense?"

Hong Yu touched Zhou Fan's head as he spoke, kissed her on the forehead, and left with a frown.

Zhou Fan couldn't figure out Hong Yu's temper, he was very happy for a while, and he kept a straight face for a while, and he was very careful, why is this going?

He has his own affairs, and his uncle said that husband and wife should also keep some private space, and they don't care about him, leave him enough space, so where is his own space?

Zhou Fan turned off the computer, went downstairs, and came to the kitchen with the paper, wanting to cook, boil some soup, and send it to Naixiang.

There was still chicken soup stewed in the pot, and Aunt Liu, the nanny, was removing the shrimp line, and after looking up at Zhou Fan, she lowered her head and continued to do things.

Zhou Fan put down the paper, picked up the cutting board, took the kitchen knife, and shelled the shrimp, wanting to make a creative dish.

A cucumber, sliced transparently, spread out on a plate one by one, sprinkled with a little salt, and lightly pickled.

The cucumber softened, wrapped the shelled shrimp in the middle, and rolled it up. Then secure it with a toothpick and place it on a plate.

Aunt Liu thinks she's messing around, it's okay to make a cucumber fried shrimp, it's nondescript, and you know it's not delicious at a glance.

A plate of cucumber rolls with shrimp is preliminarily done, and it is almost steamed in the pot.

Turned on the gas, poured in appropriate cold water, and began to boil, Zhou Fan took advantage of the present to give the shrimp again, and dispersed the two ends, and used scissors to cut the shrimp tail and disperse it.

I put the cucumber rolls up one by one, put them in a pot of boiling hot water, close the lid, and start steaming.

I prepared a relatively flat plate, put the shrimp head that I didn't use just now into a small pot, scalded it, changed its color, scooped it up, and set it aside.

The cucumbers that were not used were cut into small rings, hollowed out the inside, and stuffed the shrimp heads into them, leaving them back to back.

Zhou Fan looked at the time, lifted the lid of the steaming pot, and turned on the range hood casually.

After rinsing his hand under cold water, he quickly took out the plate and set it aside.

The cucumbers change color in the heat, and the shrimp meat spreads out in all directions, and the same color changes.

I poured out the hot water in the pot, washed the pot, put it back on, and boiled it.

Replace the original plate, arrange it, pour the appropriate amount of oil into the pan and heat it up.

After the oil temperature was continuously heated, Zhou Fan scooped an appropriate amount with a spoon and poured it evenly on the cucumber rolls.

When it was done, Zhou Fan wiped the oil spots on the side of the plate, took his mobile phone to his masterpiece, took a photo, and left a souvenir.

"If only the cucumbers didn't change color, always keep them green, it would look better"

Zhou Fan said to himself, took one with chopsticks, put it in his mouth, took a bite, looked inside, and stuffed the whole thing into his mouth.

It's a bit light, the flavor isn't prominent enough, and the shrimp flavor is completely masked by the cucumber flavor.

"Failed"

I wanted to send it to the hospital for dinner for Naka, but it doesn't taste good, so how can I send it?

Look at the time on the phone, it's five o'clock, the sky is still very bright, and none of the people at home who go out to run errands come back.

"Aunt Liu, I'll go out to play for a while, and I'll be back in a while"

Zhou Fan wants to walk around, living here, he only knows one way in and out of the community, and the others don't know what the surrounding area is for?

"Hong Yu confessed, don't let you go out, don't embarrass me"

Is it surveillance in disguise again? I don't bother to pay attention to you, Zhou Fan held his mobile phone, didn't say a word, changed his shoes, and was about to go out.

Who knew that Liu Fuxia put down the rag, came to the shoe cabinet, changed her shoes and said, "I'll follow you"

"No, Aunt Liu, don't play like this, you have your job, you are now at work, you don't need to follow me, I'm not a three-year-old child"

Zhou Fan said politely, opened the door, and pushed Liu Fuxia who followed him inside.

"I take their family's salary and listen to their arrangement"

Zhou Fan shook his head, strode forward, and secretly scolded Hong Yu in his heart, he was too lacking in morality, and he was engaged in this trick again, as if he was his pet, he was only happy when he was locked in a 'cage' every day.

When he is happy, he presses on the bed to 'exercise', and when he is unhappy, he also presses on the bed to 'exercise', and he is his 'sports product'.

"Didi ......"

Nasty car, I'm standing aside, it's still screaming, what's it called?

Zhou Fan pouted, turned his back to the road, looked at a green belt, and was dissatisfied in his heart.

"Didi ......"

Zhou Fan turned around and looked at a brand-new black car, parked behind him, and it was Shixuan who was driving.

"What's the point?"

"I'm looking for you to have something to do, get in the car," Shixuan said, got out of the car, and opened the door for her.

Hehe, the savior is coming, it's too timely.

"Aunt Liu, do you want to come with me? Hong Yu will come back later, you are not good at dealing with it"

Zhou Fan looked at the nanny Liu Fuxia, and his heart was happy like a bird flying out of the cage, soaring freely.

Nanny Liu Fuxia turned around and walked back, went home and called Hong Yu to 'report' the situation.

After getting into Shixuan's car, Zhou Fan patted him on the shoulder and said, "You are the Buddha, I love you to death."

Shi Xuan glanced back at Zhou Fan, smiled faintly and said, "Don't love me to death, just leave a small place in my heart for me."

"Okay, what's wrong with me?"

"Hehe, there is indeed something wrong" Shi Xuan said embarrassedly, and took a photo to Zhou Fan to see.

"Beauty! Do you like people? Zhou Fan looked at the photo and said with a smile.

What looks? is also beautiful, and it is too decisive to judge a person's beauty and ugliness based on a photo alone.

"Blind date, introduced by my mother's friend, I can't see it"

Shi Xuan said bitterly, quickly got on the viaduct, and drove towards the city.

"Buzz ......"

Zhou Fan's mobile phone vibrated for a moment, took a look at the phone, so soon, Hong Yu called, Aunt Liu must have 'complained'.

Reluctantly, he pressed the answer button, leaned to his ear and said, "I'll go out for a while, can you let me go on leave for a while?" ”

"Where to go?" Hong Yu was in a gallery, waiting for the artist to frame Zhou Fan's portrait.

"Shixuan, where are you going?"

"Walking Street"

"Go to the Walking Street"

Hong Yu touched her portrait, riding on a handsome horse, smiling extremely brightly, the pear vortex on one side of her face was deep, and her eyes were staring ahead.

"Are you two going shopping?" Hong Yu asked in a low voice.

"How is that possible? He went on a blind date, took me to see it, and gave him a staff officer."

Shi Xuan looked at Zhou Fan from the rearview mirror, even if he went out to play, did he also want to 'ask for leave' from Hong Yu? It's too unfamily-owned, isn't it?

The so-called 'wealthy' is too outrageous! The economic conditions of Hong Yu's family are good, but they are still insufficient, and there are too many more than enough for the bottom.

"Give him a good look and see if he can 'marry' in 08, this difficult task will be handed over to you, wife"

Zhou Fan listened to him, why did he suddenly feel that Shixuan was ridiculed by him as a woman?