Originally, the family finally got together and made something delicious that they loved to eat, and they were happy, but these two people began to toss again!

Zhong Wei was only a little annoyed, took off his apron and threw it away: "I'm tired and don't want to do it." Net"

No matter what the expressions of He Lingyi and Chonghua were, they just sat down and took the test: "What books are you reading these days?" ”

Zhong Hao replied obediently: "Brother is teaching me the four books." ”

Seeing that Zhong Weiwei's face was not good-looking, He Lingyi and Chonghua glanced at each other, and they both accepted a provocative look.

Chonghua sat down next to Zhong Weiwei, quietly held her hand, and played the role of a good brother-in-law: "Things have their origins and ends, things have always been done, and if you know what to do, you will be short-sighted." What does this phrase mean? ”

Zhong Hao answered the question honestly, and Zhong Weiwei did not break away from Chonghua's hand.

He Lingyi sneered slightly, bent down to pick up the apron that Zhong Weiwei threw down, and went to the kitchen. Not long after, the sound of chopping vegetables could be heard in the kitchen.

How could they all sit and leave the senior brother busy? What is that like?

Zhong Weiwei couldn't sit still after listening for a while, and planned to get up to help. Chonghua pressed her hand to prevent her from moving, and commanded Li Anren and Xiaotang: "What are you doing with the pestle?" ”

Xiaotang and Li Anren watched a wonderful show, but they didn't come back to their senses, so they woke up like a dream and ran to the kitchen together.

Soon He Lingyi was squeezed out by Xiaotang, Li Anren, and Wang Sister-in-law, and he didn't go to Zhong Weiwei and the others, but took a small Mazha, sat aside, and looked at them with a smile.

He did not wear the new clothes prepared in the palace, but also wore his half-worn cotton gown, his smile was calm and quiet, and his eyes were gentle.

The sunlight was dappled and jumped from the trellises above him, illuminating his face a pale gold.

Gentle, quiet, beautiful, clean, but with such an inexplicable sense of loneliness and coldness.

Zhong Hao began to be absent-minded, glancing at He Lingyi from time to time. Anyway, he is also a person who brings up himself with one hand, so he is isolated to the side like an outsider, anyway, he can't turn a blind eye.

Zhong Weiwei also felt that she couldn't go, she decided to go to the kitchen to cook his favorite meals for He Lingyi, which can be regarded as a thank you, not to mention that she really respects her senior brother and wants to be good to him.

Chonghua quietly took everyone's expressions into his eyes, raised the corners of his lips and smiled, patted the stone bench beside him very generously, and invited He Lingyi kindly: "Senior brother come and sit." Our brothers are stumbling. ”

Without waiting for He Lingyi to answer, he generously pushed the boat down the river: "Ah Wei, you better go and cook some food for the senior brother, you don't have to make it for me, don't be tired, I love what you do." ”

felt that he had already coped with it very well, but he saw He Lingyi glancing at him lightly, his eyes were full of sarcasm and pity.

Men know things best between men, but this look aroused the anger in Chonghua's heart.

This is a provocation, an absolute provocation!

Why did He Lingyi ridicule him and pity him?

Shouldn't the person who lost and was pitiful be He Lingyi?

Chonghua clenched his fists, eager to smash He Lingyi directly into the face.

His fists clenched tighter and tighter, but he heard Zhong Weiwei say very seriously: "No, it's rare for me to cook, and I have to cook it for you." What do you want to eat? ”

Just this sentence extinguished the anger in Chonghua's heart.

He specially brought Zhong Weiwei here to please her and make her happy, not to block her and make her sad.

He let go of his fist, no longer looked at He Lingyi, and said to Zhong Weiwei very seriously: "Like my senior brother, I want to drink millet porridge and eat steamed field chicken. ”

It was hot, and he was reluctant to let her stand by the stove for too long.

Fighting with He Lingyi can certainly make Zhong Weiwei cook his favorite food for him alone, but in the final analysis, the person who suffers is Zhong Weiwei, which goes against his original intention.

Zhong Weiwei pursed her lips and showed a heartfelt smile, she really wanted to hug her majesty and kiss him loudly, as a reward for his thoughtfulness and cuteness.

But in front of so many people, of course, she couldn't do it. So she decided to adopt a compromise method and specially made Chonghua a spicy field chicken that he loved to eat.

He Lingyi loves to eat millet porridge, soak ready-made millet in the kitchen, boil it in the pot, and then go to other preparations.

Wait until it's almost over, and then go to the drawer to steam the steamed field chicken, and at the same time, heat the oil, pepper, garlic and various seasonings in the pot, and stir-fry a pot of spicy field chicken.

Zhong Weiwei was so hot that he was sweating all over, but he was happy.

As a tea master, she cherishes her hands, tongue, and nose, so she rarely cooks, let alone cooks such spicy food.

But today she was happy because all the people sitting outside were the relatives she cared about the most.

He Lingyi is like a brother, Chonghua is a lover and husband, Zhong Hao is a brother who depends on each other, and he is an adopted son and a careful liver, Xiaotang is also a friend and companion, Li Anren, Zhao Hongtu and others are half friends.

Since then, there has never been a moment for such a reunion, right?

Zhong Weiwei lowered his head, put the spicy chicken on the plate, and called Xiaotang: "Take it out." Then he was ready to put out the fire, took off his apron, washed his face and hands, and dispersed the smell of oil smoke on his body.

saw Chonghua standing behind her, holding a handkerchief in one hand and a fragrant pancreas in the other, and said with a smile: "The little one is waiting for the girl to wash her face." ”

Zhong Weiwei couldn't help but purse his lips and laugh, and pretended to say: "Good life, good service, good service, there is a reward." ”

Chonghua hugged her from behind, lowered his head and put his chin on her shoulder socket, and said softly: "I smell the smell of spicy field chicken, I want to eat it." ”

Zhong Weiwei grabbed a fat hind leg and fed it to him, bent his eyes, held his breath and waited for him to evaluate.

Hot and spicy, Chonghua inhaled, and a smile overflowed in his eyes: "It's delicious." ”

Zhong Weiwei happily stuffed another one in: "Eat more." ”

Chonghua said in a low voice: "Ah Wei, thank you." ”

Zhong Weiwei shook his head: "We don't need to talk about this between us." ”

Chonghua silently hugged her tightly: "I want to grow old like you all the time." ”

Zhong Weiwei didn't speak, turned his head sideways and kissed him.

The door was knocked heavily outside, and He Lingyi's smiling voice sounded: "Okay?" If it doesn't come out again, the other dishes will be cold. ”

Zhong Weiwei struggled shyly, Chonghua did not embarrass her, but walked out first with the dishes, and said in a low voice: "Hurry up." ”

Zhong Weiwei was busy washing his face and washing his hands, and heard a shouting outside, which was the fuss of Li Anren, Zhao Hongtu and others: "Your Majesty, let the slave and maid come." ”

"Your Majesty, you have a precious status, how can you do such a thing?"

"Your Majesty, forgive the slaves......"

"Your Majesty, don't burn you."

"Your Majesty, slaves should be damned......"

Chonghua's irritable voice: "Get out!" ”

Zhong Weiwei smiled and returned to the past in a trance. (To be continued.) )