When the two of them went home, oh, it was when they returned to Fang Chenchu's house, and Song Guangyang had already had a battle of wits with Fang Yahui in the kitchen.

Why do you say that, it still starts with Song Guangyang's wonderful cooking skills.

This is what he said, Song Guangyang thinks that the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, it is not too good to sit by himself, so he wants to help a little, although his cooking skills are not very good, but the minimum entrance can still be done, right?

Yes, Song Guangyang has always thought that the food he cooks can be eaten, and it is okay, but it is not outstanding.

But Fang Yahui is not amnesia, of course she remembers Song Guangyang's craftsmanship, after all, why Song Song used to like to go to her house every day to eat, not because of ......

"Old Song, this is really unnecessary, I can do it alone, don't worry, I will never starve you!" After speaking, he was about to push Song Guangyang outside.

But Song Guangyang didn't want to, so he had to say that he could help, it wasn't good to let her be busy here alone, anyway, he and Song Song came here to eat, he had to help or something.

Fang Yahui was so anxious that she almost said that your daughter had come to our house for so many years, and everyone was used to it, but fortunately, she opened her mouth in time, and she felt that it was not good to say that she stopped it.

Alas, after taking a deep breath, Fang Yahui still couldn't match Song Guangyang's insistence, and let him into the kitchen, and then ...... There is no after.

Fang Changhao, who was setting up a chessboard in the living room, suddenly smelled something, took a deep breath and smelled it, tsk, it seems that there is still this smell, and it is even stronger?

This smell so familiar, it looks like ...... What does it seem to be?

The chessboard in Fang Changhao's hand was just about to be set up, when he suddenly heard a scream from the kitchen, and then he was so frightened that his hands trembled......

Okay, look at the way I was about to put the last game of chess in my hand, but now it's the original state again, black and white are mixed together, and I don't know that I thought it was overturned.

Forget it, he can't just put it again.

Within two or three seconds, Song Guangyang was pushed out of the kitchen, and there was still a small black thing hanging on his face, and he didn't know what it was, but the pungent burnt smell that came out of the kitchen door as soon as it opened couldn't be erased.

"Old Song, what are you doing in there, our two families will rely on such a kitchen in the next few days, you can be merciful, don't blow up the kitchen!"

Song Guangyang's smile gradually became embarrassed, and then he regained his confidence, it had to be said that the kitchen structure of the Fang family was not quite the same, so he was not very comfortable with the operation, so there was an accident that knocked the bottom of the pot out.

Fang Changhao couldn't help but squirt out a sip of tea, and the kind of boss who was usually outside was gone, just feeling that he was an ordinary middle-aged man who was old.

"What did you just say, what did you do with the bottom of the pot?"

Song Guangyang smiled confidently, saying that he was really innocent, this was definitely because the quality of the Fang family's pot was not good enough, so he would ......

"You knocked out the bottom of the pot and blamed the quality of our pot bottom for not being good enough?" Fang Changhao summed it all up in one sentence.

After Song Guangyang paused for two seconds, he reflected on himself, but he really felt that he was not to blame, he just knocked lightly......

"You're a strong man, knocking the bottom of the pot out with a single knock?"

Song Guangyang now also feels that this matter can't be fooled, so he quickly wants Fang Changhao to forget about this matter, anyway, he understands what should be said and what should not be said in the future.

Fang Changhao wanted to say that what if he couldn't help but talk about it when he chatted for a while?

But before they could ask, Fang Chenchu and Song Song came back, carrying some things they had just bought outside, all of which were ingredients and things like fruits and desserts that they usually ate, and at a glance, the two of them were standing by the door chatting and changing their shoes, and they really looked like a young couple who had already started a family.

If it weren't for Song Song's sudden frowning as soon as he entered the door, it would have been more like.

"What does this smell like, what's burnt?"

This question made Song Guangyang sit nervous at that time, and kept looking at Fang Changhao, just to remind him what he could and couldn't say.

Fang Changhao endured the hard work, and kept drinking tea with his head down, although there were only tea residues left in it, because all the tea just now was sprayed on the floor by him in one go, by the way, the floor hadn't had time to wipe it yet.

Fang Chenchu changed his shoes and put things away, walked in and took a look, and immediately pointed in the direction of the kitchen, and then Song Song walked over suspiciously, and Song Guangyang, who was behind him, was anxious.

It's over, now his daughter is going to start mocking him again, he really didn't mean to knock the pot out.

Sure enough, the understanding of the father and daughter is high, and after a while, I saw Song Song holding a pot in his hand, to be precise, the "pot" that used to be a pot walked out, and when he walked in front of Song Guangyang, he lifted it directly.

I saw two people looking at each other across a "pot", because this "pot" has no bottom of the pot, and a big hole is exposed, and it is estimated that they can see each other's facial features clearly.

Fang Changhao is such a strict person, and now he can't help but laugh again.

This time, instead of tea, a whole mouthful of tea residue was sprayed on the floor, like a stall of garbage that had not been swept clean.

It's hard to say anything next, a few people hurriedly cleaned up the floor, at least before Fang Yahui found out, otherwise it would be very shameless to be trained this time.

Fang Chenchu and Song Song were also threatened by their respective parents, and they were not allowed to speak out, otherwise the end would be miserable!

Fang Chenchu glanced at the tea residue on the floor that was obviously not cleaned, nodded in understanding, and then quickly put away the mop in his hand and stopped mopping.

And Fang Changhao carefully glanced at the floor with his very casual rough man's gaze, and after feeling that there was no problem, he dragged Song Guangyang to play chess.

Song Song turned his head and glanced at Fang Chenchu and wanted to laugh, this person is really cautious.

But...... She also quickly picked up the mop and put it back, it was none of their business, they were just passing by, and this pot.

Song Song took an unknown number of photos of this pot, that is, he asked Fang Chenchu to stand in place, holding this pot in his hand in a posture of 360 degrees, crackling up and down for a long time, and then looking at his photo results, I felt that the effect was very good, so I took my boyfriend and the pot out of the house, and said: Throw away garbage.

When he went out, the background music behind him was still Song Guangyang's repentance, and Fang Changhao's reluctant voice was mixed with two sentences from time to time Fang Yahui's voice of cooking in the kitchen.