Chapter 69: What is Brother Qian?
Thinking of this, Dean Zhang couldn't help but sigh!
The Zhang family, which used to be so beautiful, has now gone downhill!
What's even more infuriating is that Zhang Yifan, the most talented Zhang Yifan of this generation, has no intention of studying medicine!
Ay...... It's just a waste of his incomparably clever little brain!
In the next second, Dean Zhang sighed and returned to the living room from the courtyard, glanced at the teapot on the table, and remembered the pearl orchid tea that was good-looking, and suddenly felt that nothing was fragrant!
I should have sent it directly to that stinky boy just now!
Why did you promise to send it to the stinky boy in the afternoon!
It's a loss!
It's a loss!
……
Zhang Yifan finished getting the flower tea, and carefully put the remaining flower tea back into the Jiugong grid in turn!
As soon as he closed the drawer, he heard Song Qianqian shouting at him for breakfast!
In the next second, Zhang Yifan hummed a little song and walked to the dining table.
A plate of brightly colored pickled cucumbers, a bowl of porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork sprinkled with green onions, and four golden vegetable cakes.
It's obviously a very ordinary home-cooked breakfast, but Song Qianqian has made it all the color and fragrance, and Zhang Yifan, who was stunned, was about to salivate out!
"Brother Qian! What kind of hands are yours! Just do whatever you want!
A sassy fight, can detoxify and save people, can cultivate herbs, and makeup skills are first-class!
Even making a simple breakfast made my mouth, a person who has eaten so many delicious foods, come to my mouth!
Brother Qian, are you the legendary decathlon, you can do anything! ”
While speaking, Zhang Yifan quickly moved to the kitchen, quickly washed his hands, sat at the dining table obediently, and waited for Song Qianqian to move his chopsticks together.
Song Qianqian smiled and hung the scarf around her waist behind the kitchen door, and walked to the dining table and sat down.
"Where is there such a god as you say! I won't have more stuff! Don't be poor, hurry up and eat! When you're done eating, you hurry to school! ”
"Good, good!" As soon as Zhang Yifan picked up the chopsticks, he took out his mobile phone excitedly and took a few photos happily.
"This is the first meal that Brother Qian cooked for me, I must take a picture to commemorate it!"
"......" Song Qianqian threw him a blank eye speechlessly, and began to eat porridge by himself!
I thought I would be able to have a quiet breakfast!
However, she underestimated Zhang Yifan's ability to make noise!
"I'll go! What the hell are you gherkins doing! It's so delicious that I want to swallow it with my tongue! The best part is that there is still a little aroma of herbs!
Brother Qian, you can't take something good to make a gherkin, right? ”
"Hmm, Brother Qian, what kind of meat is your preserved egg and lean porridge? Why is it so delicious? The smooth texture of this preserved egg is completely different from what I've tasted before! ”
"Also, what kind of dish are you in this cake? Why do I think this crispy has a hint of herbs in it? ”
"......" Song Qianqian rubbed her temples with a headache.
In order to give Zhang Yifan an answer, she broke the Song family's rule of not saying anything!
……
After the meal, Zhang Yifan took the initiative to ask for help, shouting that he would take on the responsibility of washing dishes.
Song Qianqian couldn't compete with him, so he went with him!
Song Qianqian cleaned up the living room, and in a blink of an eye, she saw that Zhang Yifan was humming rap and washing the dishes, and twisted a few times from time to time!
Suddenly, the corners of his speechless mouth twitched!
This house was specially rented by her to work in the bar, and she has lived alone for several years!
In the past, she also hated living alone too quietly!
But now, there is more chattering Zhang Yifan!
I feel so noisy again!
Suddenly, her cell phone rang on the table.