"What are you going to do in the afternoon after eating?" Zhuang Qi felt that his stomach was already seven points full. He put down his chopsticks and stopped eating. It was the first time for him to record this kind of variety show, and he had 0 experience in love, so for our junior Ding Zhuang in love, he really didn't know what to do in the afternoon.

"Eh, didn't you say that a mysterious guest would come over in the afternoon?" An Ning remembered the recording process in the phone before and said.

"Mystery Guest??" Zhuang Qi raised his eyebrows.

"I guess it's going to be you or my good friend or something." An Ning remembered the usual routine of this kind of show and said.

"I'll wash the dishes, you go and rest." Knowing that An Ning had been busy for a morning, Zhuang Qi decisively contracted the task of washing dishes.

"Well, where are the guest rooms?" An Ning also felt a little tired at the moment, and wanted to take a break, so she accepted Zhuang Qi's proposal and asked.

"When I renovated this house, I only had one bedroom, and the other rooms were converted into a study, exercise room, etc. Turn left on the first floor, you've been busy all morning, let's go rest first, I'll go lie down for a while. Zhuang Qi heard An Ning's words and said seriously, but the tips of his ears quietly turned red. That's right, he did it on purpose, of course, there is more than one set of real estate in his name, but when the program team handed over the initiative to choose the location where the program was recorded, somehow, he turned his mind and chose this place by mistake. Classmate Zhuang said that in order to be able to lie on the same bed with An Xiaoning, he also fought hard!

An Ning has walked through so many worlds with his lover, how could he not know that little Jiujiu in his heart, but he was too lazy to pierce his careful thoughts.

"Alright then, I'll leave it to you here, I'll go and rest first." An Ning listened to Zhuang Qi's advice and took the two little guys into the master bedroom.

40 minutes later, when Zhuang Qi cleaned up everything, he went to the master bedroom and found that An Ning, who was wearing home clothes on the big bed, was hugging Beethoven and Mozart, and Zhengxiang was sleeping with one person and two dogs.

Zhuang Qi saw that An Ning's hair was a little wet, and smelled the aroma of fresh shower gel in the air, knowing that he must have just gone to take a shower but didn't dry his hair, after a long time, it was easy to get a headache. I saw Zhuang Qi staring at An Ning's wet hair with a paralyzed face, then walked to the bathroom, took a dry towel out, sat down in front of the bed, and gently wiped An Ning's hair. Gentle and skillful, as if I had done it a thousand times before. In the middle, Beethoven was awakened by Zhuang Qi's movements, and after seeing the person in front of him, Beethoven put his mind at ease, closed his eyes, and fell asleep again.

When he saw that An Ning's hair was almost dry, Zhuang Qi breathed a sigh of relief and put his mind at ease. Then, at last, he found a small corner on the bed, curled himself up in a ball, and fell asleep.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, An Ning woke up from her sleep. Turning around, seeing Zhuang Qi like an angry little daughter-in-law, she was pitifully squeezed to the side of the bed by herself and the two little guys, and she couldn't even turn over, An Ning felt a trace of guilt inexplicably. He quickly got up from the bed, carried the two little ones who were still sleeping to the bed temporarily made of soft cushions on the ground, and then walked to the sleeping Zhuang Qi and guided him to turn over. Seeing that Zhuang Qi's brows, which had been frowning because he couldn't sleep well, finally relaxed, and his breathing became longer, An Ning finally put his mind at ease, and gently withdrew from the bedroom and gently closed the door.

Because there are friends coming in the afternoon, and the itinerary given by the director notes that these friends are going to eat here, if they don't start preparing now, they may not be able to eat until midnight. Generally speaking, if there are many people, for the sake of simplicity and convenience, eating barbecue or hot pot is the best choice. However, he and Zhuang Qi had already eaten hot pot at noon, so let's eat barbecue that night.

An Ning took out a few lockers of Locks and Locks, and then took out the various meats that she and Zhuang Qi had bought in the supermarket in the morning from the freezer layer of the refrigerator.

An Ning cut all kinds of meat into slices that were slightly thicker than lamb rolls, because the meat had been frozen in advance, and it was slightly hard at this time, so it was very easy to cut. Because the roast lamb only needs to be made in cumin-flavored food, An Ning decided to marinate it first. Put the lamb in a large crisper box, add olive oil, beer, light soy sauce, salt, minced garlic, and plenty of cumin and chili powder, grasp and mix well with gloves, close the lid, put it in the refrigerator and marinate for 2 hours before eating.

After processing the mutton, An Ning began to prepare to process the beef again, and he planned to make three flavors of beef, black pepper, minced garlic, and cumin. The process of processing beef is similar to that of lamb, except that due to differences in taste, the emphasis of the seasonings contained in the recipe is different.

The last one is pork belly. Because if you grill pork belly alone, it will easily make people feel greasy in terms of taste, so An Ning decided to marinate it with kimchi, and the grilled pork belly is topped with grilled kimchi with garlic slices and lettuce leaves, so that the taste is very comfortable and does not make people feel very greasy.

After putting the last box in the refrigerator, An Ning glanced at the time, 2:40, it was still too late, so he took out the fruit from the fresh-keeping layer, prepared to cut a fruit plate, and squeezed a few cups of juice, which would be used to entertain the guests.

"Why don't you sleep a little longer? What are you doing? ”

An Ning, who was immersed in beating apple peels, suddenly heard Zhuang Qi's voice and was so frightened that his hand was sideways, and the sharp fruit knife in his hand quickly slashed across his thumb, and in an instant, a small opening was made on his thumb.

Zhuang Qi's reaction was faster than An Ning, and when he saw this scene, he hurriedly pulled up his fingers and put them under the faucet to rinse them. After feeling that he was almost flushed, he retrieved iodine and a band-aid from the medicine box.

"Hiss" The wound on An Ning's hand was irritated by iodine wine, and he couldn't help but gasp. Then he jokingly said, "It's okay, it's okay, all the big projects were done before the injury." ”

"What's the big project?" Due to Nanxiang's deliberate concealment, Zhuang Qi did not know the process of the entire show.

"Well, I've marinated some meat, and we can use the barbecue in the evening to entertain our friends who come to our house." An Ning looked at Zhuang Qiqing's cloudy complexion and said carefully.

"No, you don't." Zhuang Qi said succinctly.

"Huh?" An Ning was a little confused by Zhuang Qi for a while.

"Let them eat the dirt." Zhuang Qi closed his eyes and knew who the people who came to their house as guests were none other than the group of people who were extremely "concerned" (gossipy) about his love life as a 10,000-year-old bachelor. Seeing An Ning's injured fingers, Zhuang Qi said willfully.

"Well, it's not good...... bar. An Ning looked at Zhuang Qi's dark face and protested in a low voice.

"Ding-dong." Zhuang Qi had just bandaged the wound on his finger for An Ning when the doorbell rang. Zhuang Qi pressed An Ning on the sofa, walked over by himself, and then pressed the connect button.

"Hey, big guy, no surprise, no surprise!" Nan Xiang and Fang Rong took Zhuang Qi's friends and made all kinds of grimaces at the camera outside the door, coaxing: "Open the door, open the door quickly!" We're going to see my sister-in-law! ”

Looking at this group of living treasures, Zhuang Qi decisively pressed the hang up button with an expressionless face, and the noise disappeared instantly.

"Did you open the door for them? Why don't I hear the door lock open, is the doorbell broken? Because Zhuang Qi's body had just blocked An Ning's view, he didn't see what the button Zhuang Qi had just pressed was.

"No, they said they had something to do today, so they wouldn't be guests, and the gifts were placed downstairs." Zhuang Qi said without changing his face.

However, the doorbell rang again as if it had deliberately opposed him.

Peacefulness:......

Zhuang Qi: ......

2 minutes later, under An Ning's persuasion, Nanxiang and the others were finally put into the house.

"Hello sister-in-law."

Hearing this title, the corners of An Ning's mouth couldn't help twitching a few times. calmed down for a while before swallowing back the words of complaining.

A group of old men handed over the souvenirs to the "door god" Zhuang Qi, and then pretended not to see his eyes, and took advantage of the fact that the other party's two hands were occupied, and quickly changed their slippers and entered the house. As soon as they came in, their eyes involuntarily glued to An Ning's body, during which several people were still discussing something in a whisper with An Ning's boss, Fang Rong.

After staying for a while, I felt that I couldn't stay any longer, so I hid in the kitchen under the pretext of "going to squeeze juice for guests".

"Wow, my sister-in-law looks much better than Brother Zhuang's personality." Wu Fan said

"Yes, yes." Nanxiang echoed

"Eh, Fang Xiaorong, how old is my sister-in-law?" Qian Yong asked

"27" An Ning's information had already been imprinted in Fang Rong's head, and he answered it without thinking about it at the moment.

"Wow, but my sister-in-law really looks much younger than Brother Zhuang." Qian Yong sighed.

"Hey, hey, look!" Nan Xiang interrupted everyone's gossip discussion and shifted everyone's attention to the two people in the kitchen.

Everyone followed the direction he pointed and saw An Ning busy cooking fruits, and Zhuang Qi, who was usually proud and old-fashioned like an old man, was looking at An Ning's busy back gently, "Oh~" Everyone let out a narrow sigh on the sofa.

An Ning, who was surrounded by the sound of a rumbling juicer in the kitchen, didn't hear them, but Zhuang Qi, who was bright-eared and deaf on the side, heard it, he walked to the living room with a straight face, and warned everyone with a look of "Do you want to die, boy", and after signaling them not to make too much trouble, he turned back to the kitchen to help An Ning.

When An Ning came out again, he found that the guests on the sofa suddenly became much more "well-behaved".

"Come on, sister-in-law, I'll just come, don't be tired." Nan Xiang saw An Ning coming over with some things, and trotted all the way with a very eye-catching look, taking the things in An Ning's hand. Then the freshly squeezed juice of An Ning was distributed to the "well-behaved babies" on the sofa.

"That, thank you." An Ning looked at the group of people on the sofa, and it could be said that except for his own boss, there was hardly a familiar face.

As if seeing An Ning's embarrassment, Zhuang Qi leaned down while everyone was drinking juice, and whispered in his ear to introduce him: "I won't introduce Fang Rong, you should be cooked, you can't be cooked." ”

"It was Nan Xiang who just helped you get a drink, and he was also the planner of this show. Sitting next to him was Wu Fan, the successor of Wu's catering, and the last one was Qian Jin, whose family opened a bank. This group of people is my hair small, and they are very thick-skinned, so you don't need to be polite to them. ”

The warm gas kept sweeping over An Ning's ears, making him feel a little itchy. Then, when he raised his head, he found that the "well-behaved babies" on the opposite side didn't know when to put down the cup, and his eyes were staring directly at the movements of him and Zhuang Qi. A hint of excitement appeared on his face.

"Cough" Zhuang Qi also saw the look on the faces of the young people, and couldn't help coughing heavily, signaling a few of them to restrain a little.

"By the way, Zhuang Qi and I prepared a barbecue at night, do you have any taboos?" An Ning under the gaze of several people's fiery gossip eyes, forcibly endured the feeling of numbness in his scalp and asked.

"Barbecue, my favorite food, but do you have beer at home? It's the best with beer. Fang Rong asked.

"Eh, Fang Xiaorong, are you stupid, our Brother Zhuang lives a pure heart and a monk day by day, when have you ever seen him drink at home......" Qian Yong's voice stopped abruptly, he watched An Ning take out a bottle of beer from the wine cabinet in disbelief, tilted his head and asked, "Is it okay to only have this brand?" ”

"You're stupid, didn't my sister-in-law let you watch the "Secret in the Refrigerator" on my sister-in-law. There is a sister-in-law here. Do you think Brother Zhuang's family will be the same as before, except for water, there is nothing wow. Nanxiang gave a piece of money with a look of contempt.

"That's it." Fang Rong glanced at the beer in An Ning's hand and nodded with satisfaction.

"By the way, sister-in-law, don't be in a hurry to cook first, you haven't seen the gifts we gave you and Brother Zhuang. Do you want to take it apart and take a look? Wu Fan thought of the gifts that several people had carefully prepared for the two of them, and took the initiative to propose

"yes, yes, I think you'll like the gifts we've prepared." Nanxiang echoed.

Seeing that the other party was gracious, An Ning had no choice but to pick it up and start dismantling it.

"Is this you?" The first thing An Ning saw was a gift from his boss, it was a thick photo album, and one of the little boys in the album he knew. An Ning pointed to the photo album in the background in front of the Shaolin Temple, another little boy with a shaved head, wearing a robe, covered with mud, but smiling silly, and looking quite similar to Zhuang Qi between his eyebrows, asked curiously.

"Yes." Although he didn't want to admit it, but the fact was so, there was no argument, Zhuang Qi could only nod helplessly, and while An Ning was not paying attention, he turned his head and gave Fang Rong a knife, he knew that this kid was not well-intentioned, and actually took out the black historical photos of himself at that time.