Chapter 179: Three Meals a Day
Fortunately, the diving bird is not a picky man, and he has never been scolded, why don't you cook as a woman? Why are you so lazy?
Now that I think about it, if I really have to face the matter of starting a family in the future, cooking may really be a big thing. The mind of the diving bird is really a little unpredictable, will the volcano suddenly erupt one day, and decide to take a break from cooking?
The butterfly thought: Rest, then rest, I'm such a person, unless you can eat the things I make.
However, at the moment, it is still possible to live a peaceful life in this matter, which can be regarded as harmony.
Butterfly thought again, when Dad lived with Gao Ruohan back then, Gao Ruohan didn't cook, there was an aunt at home to do it, and when there was no aunt to do it, it was often Dad who was busy there with his waist bent, Gao Ruohan looked like he was chanting Fengyue, which made Dad very angry, but he was helpless.
However, Gao Ruohan's ability is: good at buying all kinds of cooked dishes, a roast goose today, a roast duck tomorrow, and a pork chop the day after tomorrow...... can also deceive dad very authentically.
It's a big deal that he also inherited Gao Ruohan's hand, so he can fool around with one meal a day.
The butterfly clasped her hands on her shoulders, looked like she was wandering, leaned against the door frame, and said: You cook like this every day?
Fang Yun said with a smile: I really don't have time to go to work, so my mother will do some casually, but as long as I am free, I will definitely burn some. You see, I'm breastfeeding here, and nutrition is very important.
Butterfly sighed: You are getting more and more capable, and your husband is really happy.
She snorted coldly and said, "How does he know what happiness is?" Sometimes he wasn't satisfied with my cooking, and he would go buy food himself, so I would say to him, okay, it's getting better and better.
It's so dignified, what do you mention her husband, the butterfly realized that she had made a mistake, so she was bored.
In the blink of an eye, Fang Yun's hand was shoveled down, and he waved it in a chic manner, dang, dang, dang, three or four plates of hot fried dishes had been baked, with all the color, flavor, and fragrance on the table.
Over there, her mother had already taken care of Zexi, wiped the table with her hands and feet very quickly, cleaned up the dishes, chopsticks, cups and saucers, and was busy together, the table was already full, the dishes were vegetables, the soup was soup, the wine was wine, and the pot, how to say, Fang Yun's surprise work today, the western snacks made in the morning, round cakes, there are two kinds of original flavor and chocolate flavor. It is said to be called macarons.
She didn't know when she fell in love with making pastries, so she bought all kinds of pastry tools according to the recipes on the Internet and tried them.
If you want to say what is talented, people with talent are not taught, and they can be pondered so authentically and perfectly. This can only be angry with people who have no talent. Because those people can't teach it.
It is said that Fang Yun made her own bread, cakes, butterfly cakes, pizzas, etc., but unfortunately not many people eat them now, and when her daughter is older, it is estimated that this family will be lively.
Those who couldn't eat it were given to colleagues, friends and neighbors, but they were cheap.
This time the butterflies came, so naturally they had to take a cheap back.
Before eating, she insisted on letting the butterfly taste one, and then looked at the butterfly with joy.
After the butterfly finished eating, her eyes widened, and she couldn't believe that it was not bought by the cake shop, but the technique of the mediocre-looking Fang Yun in front of her.
couldn't express the excitement and shock in his heart with words of admiration, in exchange for Fang Yun's proud look, when he left, he filled a box full of butterflies and stuffed them into the butterfly bag.
At this time, Fang Yun eagerly pulled the butterfly to sit beside him, and said: It's time to eat, Wuji, we haven't eaten together for a long time, and today is a rare opportunity.
At that time, the butterflies walked out of Fang Yun's house with their backs on their feet, and Fang Yun originally planned to drive the butterflies.
This hospitable butterfly doesn't dare to take it, after all, there is still a baby waiting for her mother to feed, and she eats and takes it, which is embarrassing enough, and there is no such reason again.
Butterfly shirked and said that she still had to go to the supermarket to buy something, and wanted to walk by herself.
Fang Yun was no longer polite. He was very attentive to the gate, holding the butterfly's hand, a pair of eyes full of reluctance, staring at the butterfly with watery eyes, and softening his tone: I will come often in the future. I'll make something delicious for you.
If this tone and eyes were to her stubborn and hateful husband, maybe she would have let go of her suspicions and hugged her.
It's just that how many men and women look fierce and introverted in front of their other half, but they give the best mentality and temperament to people outside their lives.
Maybe everyone understands a truth, if you lose even the slightest temper and dissatisfaction with outsiders, they will immediately leave you, and they will no longer pay attention to you, let alone forgive or not.
People can't help but save the worst of themselves for the person closest to them. It's just that the person can bear once, twice, or even many times, but you must remember that one day he will also get angry, he will also lose confidence, and he will also want to run away alone. Don't wait until that day for you to understand what it means to regret not being in the first place.
The butterflies were so excited to hear it here, and their souls were fluttering.
Score it well, Fang Yun's craftsmanship is now more and more bright, today's beef stew is crispy but not rotten, it is very delicious, those small dishes are also very exquisite, butterflies sit with a mouthful of wine and a mouthful of vegetables, the one to eat is called Chunjiang Flower Moon Night, I want to go back by the wind, three autumn laurels, ten miles of lotus flowers are also difficult to exhaust the pleasure on this heart.
Along the way, I secretly praised all the way, thinking, in fact, her husband is also a blessed man, married such a virtuous and capable woman, what else can I toss and be dissatisfied with in this life. He really didn't know that there were more lazy women in the world, and he said that he was not bad or loved, and he would really be so reasonable.
Butterfly felt that she was increasingly subverting Fang Yun's understanding.
In the past, she was mediocre in appearance, weak in personality, and had no extraordinary intelligence, she was really an ordinary girl who couldn't be more ordinary.
Presumably, most parents who give birth to such a child will have a psychological process of suffering from gains and losses. Her mother's worry and anxiety are typical of this mentality.
No matter how hard she works, her studies are always gray and mediocre, although it is not bad, but it is definitely not good.
For her, reading is a bit of a lack of energy, and she doesn't know how to work hard. At that time, every time there was an exam, I always looked at a loss, worried, worried or something. Once, because I was too nervous, I was worried about endocrine disorders, and even menstrual affairs lost stability.