088, Ling'er

Bang Dang –

The bronze iron door opened, and Yan Chengmo hadn't eaten dinner yet, and as soon as he entered the door, he sensitively smelled the fragrant smell of the vegetables.

Zhao Xuan and Yan Cheng silently smelled the fragrance and glanced at each other, when will the old man get it? Isn't it all the babysitter cooking?

Then Yan Chengmo returned to the living room with a puzzled detective's head, only to see that the lights were on, the kitchen was very lively, through the white glass door, Yan Chengmo could already see the people in the kitchen when he stood in the living room, he could see above his shoulders, and he could clearly see that this person was Tang Yiling.

How could Tang Yiling be at his house?

Yan Chengmo hurriedly walked over to the kitchen, this eldest lady's temper was not enough on him, and she came over to play with the old man, it was really too much!

"Why are you at my house?" Yan Chengmo came in and saw Tang Yiling staying in the kitchen.

"I-"

"Get out!" Yan Chengmo immediately came over to catch Tang Yiling.

"Bastard!" The old man went to the sink over there to wash his hands, and when he came to the kitchen, he saw Yan Chengmo's fierce appearance of Tang Yiling, it seems that Tang Yiling is usually bullied by Yan Chengmo.

"Is there any quality?" The old man stood in front of Yan Chengmo and said.

Yan Chengmo was surprised, grandpa had only been here for a long time, why did he stand aside with Tang Yiling?

"Grandpa, she-"

"She's your neighbor, she's a member of your store, she's your girlfriend." The old man said in one breath.

"Tang Yiling, what are you talking about with my grandfather!" Yan Chengmo looked at Tang Yiling who was hiding behind his grandfather, and he could see that Tang Yiling was quite three-eight, and he was talking nonsense.

"I didn't say-" Tang Yiling wanted to explain, but she was stared at by Yan Cheng, and she didn't dare to continue.

"It wasn't Ling'er who said it." After Grandpa finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Xuan behind Yan Chengmo, and showed a kind smile with a smile.

Zhao Xuan came to the kitchen and put down the skewers in his hand.

Yan Chengmo instantly understood something, and looked at Zhao Xuan on the side towards the old man's eyes.

"Zhao Xuan, you-"

Zhao Xuan lowered his head and hurriedly slipped out of the kitchen, he couldn't beat Yan Chengmo, so he naturally slipped away first.

When the old man saw Zhao Xuan shrinking his head and slipping away, he couldn't stand it: "Yan Chengmo, don't always bully Xiao Zhao, look at yourself, do you look like a person?" ”

Yan Chengmo was trained by the old man like this, and he looked much more well-behaved, and glanced at the flour placed in front of Tang Yiling, as well as the sparsely ground dumpling skin, and his face softened.

"What's this lump of lump?" Yan Chengmo can wear Tang Yiling in the past.

"Skin, just, dumpling skin." Tang Yiling lowered her head and said, she wanted to leave a little after speaking, but looking at the old man and Yan Chengmo's confrontation, she stood in place again.

"Let's get out." Yan Chengmo said to the dumpling skin.

Tang Yiling, who was on the side, unbuttoned his apron when he heard this: "Grandpa, then I'll go back first." ”

Zhao Xuan on the other end only peeked at this side silently, Tang Yiling, who was driven away by Boss Yan, was really pitiful, Tang Yiling was also a daughter of the eldest lady, who came here to eat kindly, but was driven away by the boss.

But the boss doesn't like to eat with outsiders, and that's not going to change.

Moreover, the boss has always been uninterested in women, Zhao Xuan was a little happy in his heart, and he was still feeling lost because Tang Yiling had taken away Yan Chengmo.

After Tang Yiling untied his apron, his grandfather was about to go over and clean up his words.

"Let you take grandpa out of the living room to sit, and you can eat later." Yan Chengmo said with a cold face euphemistically, his grandfather was here, and he was embarrassed to make his face so cold.

What the? Cousin left Tang Yiling to eat?

"Boss, you're not not-" Before Zhao Xuan could say anything, he was interrupted by his grandfather.

"Okay, okay, Ling'er sit here, come and come-" The old man's tough body habitually leaned on crutches and led Tang Yiling towards the living room.

Tang Yiling just glanced at it again, and after washing his hands, he was rolling out the dumpling wrappers in Mali, and then helped the old man over and sat down on the mahogany chair.

Zhao Xuan was not calm, and ran over to find Yan Chengmo and whispered, "Are you a big breakthrough?" Leave a living person to eat at home? ”

"It's all cooks, wash your hands and come and help!"

Zhao Xuan had no choice but to keep his mouth shut and go over to wash his hands and make dumplings.

In the past, he was also the boss cooking, and Zhao Xuan waited to open his mouth to eat, why did he become a living Tang Yiling opened his mouth to eat this time, and it was up to him Zhao Xuan to do it!

The old man looked at Tang Yiling's appearance, and the more he looked at it, the more dexterous he felt, the same as the name.

"How old is Ling'er?"

"I'm almost 24 years old." Tang Yiling said, as soon as she rushed to pour tea for the old man, why did the juniors do this, of course she took the initiative.

"Oh." The old man took the tea with a smile, looking at Tang Yiling's little eyes that looked at the kitchen from time to time, the old man smiled, the old man had already known that Ling'er was a native of Qingshan City before.

"Ling'er is the only daughter in the family?"

"No, there's a younger brother in high school."

"It's good to have a younger brother, it's good to have a younger brother, and it doesn't matter if you marry a little farther."

Tang Yiling stopped the teacup in his hand and looked at the old man, and then the old man found other household routines to talk to Tang Yiling.

Yan Chengmo looked at Tang Yiling chatting with the old man from the kitchen, it was actually very good, there was an extra girl in his cold gray living room, and there were indeed a lot of fireworks.

It's better than their cousins quarreling with the old man and the three big men.

Soon, after the dumplings came up, Tang Yiling opened his eyes to the dexterous and cute dumplings, the dumpling skin rolled by Yan Chengmo was really thin, Tang Yiling couldn't help but praise: "Yan Chengmo, your craftsmanship is really good." ”

"I made the dumplings." Zhao Xuan squatted on a plate of dumplings and said.

The old man took the dumplings handed over by Zhao Xuan: "Xiao Zhao, don't say it, Yan Chengmo's skill in rolling dumpling skins is really good, this is undeniable." ”

Yan Chengmo lowered his head and put the dumplings in his mouth without making a sound, but from time to time he looked at Tang Yiling greedily eating dumplings, she seemed to have eaten two plates, and it was not enough to eat.

"You're eating too much, aren't you?" After Zhao Xuan ate half of the plate, he found that Tang Yiling was already sandwiching the third plate

"What do you say?" The old man hit Zhao Xuan with chopsticks.

Zhao Xuan, who doesn't talk much on weekdays, is also anxious, "Grandpa, I didn't talk nonsense, she has already eaten the third plate, and she eats more than my man." ”

"No, it's all for you." Yan Chengmo came over to help fill a plate of dumplings for Tang Yiling.

"I-" Tang Yiling was so obsessed with eating that she forgot that she should eat slowly, her ancient stomach could greatly eat five or six plates, only blame this on the stomach of the original host, what is it to eat two or three plates!

She just thought that she couldn't leak out the things she could eat so much, it was easy to expose the stuffing.

"I think these dumplings are so delicious." After Tang Yiling finished speaking, she looked at everyone with a smirk, and then found that only Yan Chengmo continued to give her dumplings.

Yan Chengmo looked at her darkly, and whispered: "I almost forgot, the ancients could eat it!" ”

"You-"

"Shhhh

The old man looked at Ling'er and Yan Chengmo secretly muttering, and he smiled even more and ate dumplings.

Zhao Xuan looked very uncomfortable on the side, the old man used to protect him, and Yan Cheng silently let him in front of the old man.

This time, Tang Yiling came to this house, and there was nothing to do with him Zhao Xuan.