But suddenly the little eyes saw that the mother seemed to be about to leave their sight, and they were obviously more emotional, their mouths were deflated, their eyes were covered with tears, and they sat there and cried.

Fang Yun looked at it and smiled.

She turned back, picked her up, and said: What else do I want, she was quite well-behaved before, you see, why is she not well-behaved again? Mom is going to cook, be obedient, don't make trouble!

The butterfly wanted to help, but she was powerless, seeing this meat dumpling-like thing, she was really helpless, she looked at Fang Yun anxiously, afraid that she would leave, leaving her and her two, her crying posture, how could she stand it?

Fortunately, at this time, Fang Yun's mother shook out, wiped her hands on her pants twice, and hugged Zexi without saying a word.

Zexi's little face was close to the root of her ear, although she was sad, she just sobbed a few times, and she could be regarded as entering the end stage of the war.

Mom held her and paced back and forth in the room a few times, and also clinged to her little head and said a lot of comforting words such as "don't cry obediently", her tears came like a broken bamboo, going to the river waves, and in a blink of an eye, there was not even a trace of sadness, a pair of gurgling eyes looked around the room, and I don't know what I was thinking?

Butterfly has now also come to a conclusion, every time you come to Fang Yun's house, you must have an empty stomach, and secondly, you must be prepared to withstand surprises.

Because she can surprise you unexpectedly every time, for example, once Fang Yun came to make coffee for Butterfly, the taste is authentic, so that Butterfly, a person who doesn't understand coffee, can also understand what is brewed coffee.

Today, Fang Yun made her own dim sum for butterflies, a kind of western pastry that is said to be very expensive.

The first few times, Fang Yun's kitchen made butterflies sigh a lot: big.

There is more than enough space for two or three people to shuttle back and forth, and even the agile people can take a few large postures.

This makes the butterfly very envious, because the kitchen of his own house is really small, and he can generally only toss in it alone.

But today, such a large kitchen is filled with things for Fang Yun, and it has actually become crowded, and he is really a talent.

What made Butterfly deeply feel that Fang Yun was a talent was that she could get the thing she needed from so many complicated items smartly and quickly, even if it was a very small bag of spices.

Just this hand was enough for the butterfly to ruin Fang Yun's understanding of the previous ten years, and the three views shattered in an instant. I really didn't understand Fang Yun in those years, Ren didn't see that her talent in this area was so high, and she was blind.

Fang Yun's kitchen is Fang Yun's world, which is already full of all kinds of newly added utensils, microwave ovens, stoves, ovens, dishwashers; All kinds of frying pans, woks, knives.

At a glance, the eyes are full of things, and the kitchen is full of life.

At the moment when Fang Yun opened the refrigerator cabinet door, the butterfly sighed and sighed, and the sigh almost flashed.

The food in the refrigerator was dazzling, all kinds, the eggs alone were piled up as high as a hill, and there were all kinds of square boxes, which looked like Pandora's boxes, and how many unknown delicacies there were, butterflies didn't dare to ask.

In addition, there are all kinds of vegetables, melons and fruits, which are stored in an orderly manner in the space that belongs to them.

However, it is not known whether these melons and fruits will also be accidentally contaminated with the smell of meat if they are overcrowded. Sometimes to take an ingredient, you may have to take out the layers of things on it one by one, the butterfly is very cumbersome to look at, and I can't bear it, but Fang Yun is not too troublesome at all.

To tell the truth, Butterfly's obsessive-compulsive disorder and cleanliness habit are rising again, and if the refrigerator in his house is like this, he may not even be able to sleep at night.

These piles of food have to force people out of their food phobia.

The butterfly hurriedly closed her eyes, trying not to look directly, so as not to suffer in her heart.

Fang Yun was in a better mood, obviously as soon as she saw the food, her eyes began to glow, Cen Liang was bright. With a soft smile, he took out a box, then opened it, and asked the butterfly: Do you want to eat this?

The butterfly hasn't answered yet, she has already made her own decisions, obviously just talking to herself: Well, let's have a little, you can taste it, this is what I bought, I ate it once, it's not bad, it's called vegetarian abalone, dipped in mustard and soy sauce, it's still quite delicious.

She smiled and looked at the butterfly, and the butterfly wood looked at her stunned.

She put the box on the table and took out another box, which contained her own marinated meat...... She opened the boxes one after another, some took a little, some glanced at it, felt that it was inappropriate and put it back again, and tossed back and forth in the refrigerator for a long time.

At a glance, the butterfly saw that there were already four or five boxes of dishes on the table.

It's the rhythm that prepares to hold people to death. Butterfly couldn't help but smile bitterly: Fang Yun, what are you doing? How do you eat so many dishes?

Fang Yun glanced at it very casually, and said nonchalantly: This dish is nothing, it's just a side dish that you have used for old wine, and I haven't fried the dish yet.

After saying that, she also stopped on the butterfly's face with a cute smile, as if to draw a certain conclusion, and the conclusion was obvious: you see that you are so thin, you have to eat more.

The butterfly laughed bitterly and said, "You really have a lot of eggs, can you eat them?"

Fang Yun looked at the egg, and naturally shook his head and said: How can this be called too much? You see, I now have to eat two eggs a day, Zexi has to eat an egg yolk, and my mother has to eat some, four or five eggs a day, and these eggs are eaten up quickly.

Butterfly stammered: No wonder your daughter is so fat.

Fang Yun smiled proudly: Yes, I raised it, and my husband now also said that after the unit checked, his body was on the fat side, and he was almost three high. Hee-hee, you're so thin, how can you be so thin?

She said as she looked the butterfly up and down.

The refrigerator door opened and closed a few times, Fang Yun finished selecting the ingredients he needed, then rolled up his sleeves, took out the wok, and prepared to go to the battlefield.

Butterfly felt that Fang Yun had not worked in vain all these years, and her gesture and figure could already show that she was perfect in this regard. The butterflies are now more and more primitive, and she has almost forgotten the last time she cooked.

In these days with the diving birds, the glorious task of cooking was handed over to him very unkindly, and if he had a moment of laziness, the two of them would have solved it directly.