After Fu Huaicheng settled Qingyu, he began to cook, chatting with her while cooking,

Didn't talk about anything, just what he was doing.

"Chili pepper, I smell it..."

"Well, I'm making chili peppers, and this chili pepper also puts a little bit in the shredded potatoes, and the color is beautiful."

"Good..."

"Is the fruit delicious?"

"It's okay, some strawberries are so sour..."

"The oil is hot, you get out of the way a little, don't splash the oil."

Fu Huaicheng helped Qingyu change direction and began to stir-fry.

It took an hour, at lunchtime, to finally get the meal ready.

The rice is slightly soft.

Stir-fried meat with chili, the meat is a little old, the sour and hot potato shreds are a little sour, there is too much vinegar, and the soup is a little salty.

Compared to what the chef does, it's really unprofessional.

Qingyu commented keenly, but she didn't stop, ate two bowls of rice, and finished all the dishes.

"It's the first time I've eaten such a terrible and special meal."

"It's not that delicious, but I can't stop... Probably this is what everyone calls home-cooked taste? ”

Qingyu took another sip of soup, "My mother's cooking used to be better than yours, and her cooking skills are also very good, you are not as good as her." ”

Fu Huaicheng was just about to speak, but he listened to Qingyu Dao.

"But only this meal reminds me of my mother, as if I have returned to the time when my mother was still alive."

"If you want to eat it later, I'll make it for you." Fu Huaicheng couldn't help it.

"Okay, then it's settled." Qingyu nodded, "But... Your cooking skills can also be improved, and then the dishes can be richer. ”

"I don't want you to work hard, do it for me three or four times a year?"

Qingyu made a future agreement very darkly, waiting for Fu Huaicheng to enter the pit.

"Okay, when you have time, I'll do it if you want to eat." Fu Huaicheng not only entered the pit, but also promised better.

Fu Huaicheng agreed, but Qingyu forgot to continue digging the pit.

"Okay, that's it, you can't do it, you're a puppy."

"Okay, okay."

Fu Huaicheng took the dishes and washed them, and introduced the layout of the house to Qingyu, the situation nearby, and the interesting stories of the neighbors.

rested for more than an hour, and let Qingyu rest for an afternoon.

Finally came out outside.

Fu Huaicheng took Qingyu to go shopping, and finally went to the park, and exercised in the facilities of the park.

also let Qingyu move with him.

"I run here to exercise when I'm resting, but there are many old people and children in the morning and evening."

"Oh."

"There are a lot of people in this park every day."

Fu Huaicheng's movement started, and he took Qingyu to the lawn under the shade of the trees.

"Sit and rest for a while, I'll buy a popsicle."

I bought a popsicle from the owner who specializes in selling popsicles on his back in the park and gave it to Qingyu.

Fruit popsicles and glutinous rice popsicles come in two flavors, both of which are delicious.

Qingyu's eyes lit up when she ate, "I seem to have eaten before." ”

After resting in the park, Fu Huaicheng took Qingyu to the nearby night market.

There is not much in the night market, but there are many snacks and small things.

Fu Huaicheng bought Qingyu a childish pair of glasses to wear and ate barbecue fried rice.

"Fried rice should be fine, but you have to eat less barbecue, you usually don't eat anything outside, you can't eat bad stomach."

"Okay."

Qingyu can eat these fried rice with a somewhat oily flavor, and the oil used may not be so good.

But it's a wonderful thing to be able to eat.

That's all the day has passed.

When Fu Huaicheng sent Qingyu back home, it was already dark.

Qingyu's body was full of the smell of barbecue.