However, the other party's words behind her made her cry and laugh.

"It's a pity if you fall on such a heavy wine."

When Chen Qishan said this, his face was full of worry, and he was very careful holding the wine in his hand.

I'm afraid that this wine will really fall to the ground and be ruined.

Jiang Zebei, who came over, happened to hear his words in his ears, and reached out and knocked a chestnut on his head.

"Oh, it hurts!"

Chen Qishan held a jar of wine and took three steps back.

"Zebei, you're going to murder!"

As soon as the word murder came out, Chen Qishan regretted it.

He looked at Zhu Ziyue, who was sitting in the living room.

I saw the latter looking at Jiang Zebei and Chen Mengtian, as if they hadn't heard him.

Chen Qishan breathed a sigh of relief and his face relaxed.

But no one saw that Zhu Ziyue's hand was tightly held at his side.

Jiang Zebei saw that Zhu Ziyue was fine, so he took the plate with fried peanuts in sugar in Chen Mengtian's hand.

Chen Qishan held the wine jar in his hand and walked to the table to put it down.

"Brother Zhuzi, Ziyue, Mengtian her cousin, come and eat wine, the Jiang family's wine is not easy to drink.

I still remember one year Uncle Jiang sent my old man a jar of good wine, and I still remember that ......"

Chen Qishan is as casual as he is in his own home.

Seeing that Chen Qishan was busy, Jiang Zebei put the plate on the table and walked to Chen Mengtian's side.

He said, "I'll help you in the kitchen." ”

"Okay." Chen Mengtian naturally couldn't ask for it.

The two of them left the living room together and went to the kitchen.

Looking at the dishes on the kitchen table, either cut or cleaned, Jiang Zebei's good-looking face couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Chen Mengtian cleaned the pot and put a piece of lard in the pot.

He bent down again and burned a handful of firewood.

Seeing that the oil had melted, she didn't look back and said, "Bring the broken eggs and the chopped green onions in the bowl." ”

"Hmm." Jiang Zebei brought the bowl with broken eggs on the table to the bowl with chopped green onions.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Chen Mengtian turned around and took the bowl containing the eggs in his hand.

Then I grabbed a large handful of chopped green onions from the bowl with chopped green onions and put them in the egg bowl.

The salt shaker was very close to her, so she put the right amount of salt in her hand and began to stir the eggs with chopsticks.

The oil in the pan is already thoroughly hot.

Chen Mengtian poured the churned green onion eggs in the bowl directly into the hot oil.

The smell of eggs being scalded in hot oil begins to come out.

The fire in the stove is no longer too big, and the eggs poured into the pot are slowly solidifying.

Chen Mengtian began to stir-fry with a frying spoon.

Until scrambled, when the eggs are at their most tender, they are served directly and quickly.

Scrambled eggs at this time are the most tender, fragrant, and tasteful.

Chen Mengtian turned around and handed the plate containing the eggs to Jiang Zebei's hands.

"Alright, you can take it out."

"Okay."

Jiang Zebei lowered his eyes and looked at the scrambled eggs in his hand, and then raised his head to look at Chen Mengtian.

It was the first time he had seen eggs scrambled with chopped green onions.

In the past, it was boiled eggs or steamed egg custard.

Jiang Zebei scrambled eggs with green onions, turned around and left the kitchen.

Chen Mengtian didn't look at him, cleaned the pot, and dug up a spoonful of pork and put it in the pot as before.

He turned around and walked to the fungus that had been soaked for a while, and the wooden pot of mushrooms.

Fish out all the fungus, and cut it on the table not far away, and put the meat on the plate.

She came to the pot table, looked at the oil that began to melt in the pot, and picked up the chopsticks.