Chapter 115: Orthodox Constant
Chapter 116
Si Lian's eyes widened in surprise at Zhan Nanye's request, "Mr. Zhan, are you sure you want to learn to cook?" ”
For a person of such a noble status, whatever dish he wants to eat, the world's top chefs will prepare it for him as soon as he gives an order, so how can he cook with his own hands.
But I heard him say in a low voice, "I want to learn to cook a few home-cooked dishes, and make them for my wife another day." ”
It turned out that he was going to make it for the president's wife!
Si Lian guessed that Zhan Nanye should have wanted to express his love for the president's wife in such an ordinary and ordinary way.
Si Lian sincerely hopes that the president and the president's wife can live a sweet life without shame again, "Mr. Zhan, then tell me, what flavor does Mrs. like?" ”
Her bright eyes were full of smiles, and Zhan Nanye could see that she was very happy, happy for the president's wife she didn't even know.
The more he reconciled with his wife, the happier she was, the more she proved that she had no affection for him.
Zhan Nanye's chest suddenly sullen, "Just follow the taste you like." ”
Si Lian waved his hand, "No, you can't come to my taste." I eat spicy food, which ordinary people can't eat. ”
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It turned out that she liked spicy, and he only found out after almost two years of marriage.
Zhan Nanye blamed himself very much, and his tone was a lot lower, "My wife's hometown is also in Jiangbei, and her taste is similar to yours." ”
"I see." Unexpectedly, the president's wife is still a fellow villager with her, and she is more confident if she is good at cooking Jiangbei home-cooked food, "Okay, I will write two cooking secrets passed to me by my grandmother at night, and I will definitely let you learn well and satisfy your wife." ”
"I want to study now." ”
"Mr. Zhan, you better drink porridge first, rest early after drinking, and take care of your stomach." Lian looked him up and down, is he sick and confused?
I'm still sick, what do I do?
Zhan Nanye, "I'm fine." ”
His face is so pale, where does he seem to be fine, he is obviously a dead duck with a hard mouth.
Si Lian can't see anyone who doesn't take his body seriously, and he always feels that he can toss around indiscriminately when he is still young, "Mr. Zhan, even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your wife." If you are sick, she will definitely worry that she will be sad. Can you bear to see her worry about your health every day? ”
If she and her husband Hang Chuan had a normal husband and wife relationship, Hang Chuan didn't care about his body, had stomach bleeding and was busy working, she would definitely have to scold him badly.
Let Hang Chuan know that after getting married, his body does not belong to him alone, but to her.
But luckily, she doesn't have to that heart.
Zhan Nanye, "Then will you worry about me?" ”
Si Lian nodded, replying quite affirmatively, "Of course it will." ”
He is her boss, her salary is paid by him, if he falls ill, she will have to lose her job, where will she get the money to pay the mortgage?
Si Lian smiled happily, "Then Mr. Zhan, you can drink porridge." ”
Zhan Nanye, "Okay." ”
Si Lian also served a bowl of porridge and sat at the table with him to eat.