Bang! Bang! Bang!

Yu Wenle was worried about the pot in one hand and a spatula in the other, stir-frying his specialty dishes.

Although there is a range hood and an air conditioner, because of the violent movements, the sweat still involuntarily soaked his back, and the clothes he had just changed in the shower were wet with sweat, but Yu Wenle did not complain at all.

Looking at Yu Wenle's back and smelling the familiar aroma of the dishes wafting over, Zhang's mother's eyes became more and more satisfied.

It's just that I don't know if the Yuan Fan that Nan Nan said is more satisfying?

Mother Zhang didn't know it, her thoughts were already drifting away.

At this time, the doorbell rang again, which immediately stunned the two people in the kitchen.

Yu Wenle also knew that it was estimated that Yuan Fan and them were here at this time.

"Auntie, it's just right, the dishes have been fried, you go open the door, I'll get another soup." Yu Wenle smiled indifferently.

For Yu Wenle, he just needs to behave himself well, so that Zhang's father and mother will not hate him, after all, Sister Xiaocang is on his side.

"Oh!" Zhang's mother hurriedly walked over and opened the door.

What imprinted into Zhang's mother's eyes was her old man, Yang Nan and a young man with a slightly pale face, needless to say, Zhang's mother could also guess that this was Yuan Fan that Nan Nan said.

"Hello aunt, I'm Yuan Fan, this is a gift I specially selected for you, I hope you like it." Yuan Fan showed a bright smile and took out the gift that had been prepared for a long time in his hand.

"Huh...... Come on...... What other gifts do you bring......" Zhang Muqiang said with a smile, he didn't know what to do, Yu Wenle and this Yuan Fan met together at this time, and they didn't know what to do.

"Okay, the children are at the door, why don't you call people in?" Father Zhang's voice was a little loud.

"Oh, come on in!" Zhang Mu said.

A few people soon came to the living room.

"Have any other guests been here today?" Father Zhang saw the gift on the coffee table at a glance and was surprised.

"Hmm......" Mother Zhang nodded and looked towards the kitchen.

Father Zhang, Yang Nan and Yuan Fan naturally looked towards the kitchen.

"Hello uncle!"

A hearty voice came from the kitchen, and then a young man in a white shirt with his sleeves rolled up walked out.

"It's you!"

"It's you!"

In an instant, when Yu Wenle came out, Yang Nan and Yuan Fan screamed in surprise, their eyes were full of disbelief, and then the two glanced at each other, unable to hide the panic in their eyes.

"It's me!" Yu Wenle said expressionlessly.

Such a scene made Zhang's father puzzled: "Who is this?" ”

"He's Shawn Yue." Mother Zhang replied on the side.

"Oh?"

Father Zhang's eyes flashed, and then he began to look at Yu Wenle, dressed up decently and generously, without losing his affinity, although he rolled up his sleeves, but when he came out of the kitchen, he was obviously busy in the kitchen.

Although his face is young, he is very calm, without the naivety and frivolity that Yang Nan said.

In an instant, Zhang's father thought a lot in his heart, and it seems that his daughter likes this guy, not for nothing.

"Ha Luha, it's really a rare guest, it's just right, everyone is here, so let's have a meal together." The paper fan in Zhang's father's hand slapped into his hand.

Yang Nan and Yuan Fan glanced at each other, a little uneasy, originally made an appointment with their uncle and aunt to see Yuan Fan today, why did Yu Wenle also come over.

"Okay, I'll serve the food, and you two will sit down at the table first." Yu Wenle glanced at Yang Nan and Yuan Fan, and then turned around and entered the kitchen.

As plates of dishes were brought to the table, a few people were ready to start a lunch with a strange atmosphere.

Zhang's mother, who didn't seem to see this atmosphere at all, said: "Come on, come on, these are all done by Xiaoyu, don't let down his kindness." ”

"Yes, I'll try it, how is Xiaoyu's craftsmanship?" Hearing that it was Yu Wenle's cooking, Zhang's father was dazzled, and he took a piece of meat and put it in his mouth.

Immediately the familiar taste reverberates in the mouth, oily but not greasy, and the most important thing is that it is spicy enough.

"Uh-huh, yes, I like it, come, Xiaoyu, come, let's have a drink." Father Zhang picked up his wine glass and said.

"Oh! Uncle, you are so polite! Yu Wenle looked flattered and had a drink with Zhang's father.

It seems that because of this, the two have become familiar with each other a lot.

Seeing this situation, Yuan Fan's eyes were a little depressed, he originally thought that since Xiao Cang's parents did not agree with Xiao Cang and Yu Wenle's affairs, then he could just please Xiao Cang's parents, after all, Xiao Cang still listened to her parents very much.

But seeing this situation, it seems that Ogura's parents are going to be taken down by this Yu Wenle.

No way!

Yuan Fan's eyes flashed with anger, even if he couldn't get Xiao Cang, he definitely couldn't let Yu Wenle get it.

"Hehe, Xiaoyu, I heard that you are only eighteen years old." Yuan Fan was the first to speak.

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere suddenly stagnated, and Zhang's father and mother, who had just laughed and chanted, stopped their chopsticks and looked at Yu Wenle.

it!

Yin me!

Yu Wenle scolded in his heart, he knew that Zhang's father and Zhang's mother had always had a great opinion of his age, originally he thought that he would use his calm performance to downplay all this, but he didn't expect this Yuan Fan to point it out as soon as he came up, and what made him even more unbearable was that this guy was actually two years old.

You're only eighteen years old, and your whole family is eighteen.

Yu Wenle scolded in his heart, but then he thought that this didn't seem to be a curse.

"How is that possible? According to our calculations, I should be twenty-two years old by now, and as for the eighteen years old you said, can I be you complimenting me on my youth? Yu Wenle said with a smile.

"What do you say?" Yuan Fan looked at Yu Wenle and said.

In an instant, the smell of gunpowder for the two of them became stronger.

"Well, don't talk about it now, eat first." Father Zhang also saw that there was probably some festivity between the two, so he hurriedly said.

"yes, eat vegetables, eat vegetables!" Yu Wenle said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Since Yu Wenle's age was pointed out, Yuan Fan didn't want to delve into it, picked up the chopsticks and picked up the vegetables, casually took a piece of meat and put it in his mouth and chewed it.

Suddenly, his eyes widened, and an extremely pungent spicy taste spread in his mouth.

"Phew!"

"Spicy, spicy!"

Almost instantly, Yuan Fan spit out the piece of meat, and then his tongue stretched out, and his eyes quickly reddened, obviously spicy.

"Water! Water! Water! Yuan Fan shouted with his tongue out.

Yang Nan immediately came to his senses, glared at Yu Wenle fiercely, and then poured a glass of water for Yuan Fan.

It's a pity that some chili peppers get spicier the more you drink water, after Yuan Fan drank the water, his face quickly turned red, his tongue was unconsciously stretched, and his eyes could see that there were tears flashing.

With such an expression, Zhang's father and mother frowned unconsciously when they saw it in their eyes, in their opinion, Yu Wenle's dish, although it was spicy, was extremely in line with their taste.

And Yuan Fan can't even eat this bit of spicy, how can he live with his daughter in the future, after all, his daughter understands it herself, and she is not spicy.

"Hehe, take your time, take your time, you can't be in too much of a hurry to eat." Yu Wenle couldn't help but smile and persuade.

"Huh, really? I don't think it's that Yuan Fan can't eat spicy, but that you don't do it well, look at this dish, what do you make? It's mushy, can you stir-fry? Yang Nan saw a smile in Yu Wenle's eyes, and she didn't know that Yu Wenle was deliberate, she immediately said.

Yang Nan didn't know what to say, and when she counted Yu Wenle, Zhang's mother on the side looked a little embarrassed.