Chapter 8 Protecting Short-term Nature

Fang Zhongkai watched her really turn around and go back to the house to clean up, and chased in: "I know, I won't tell my mother, but don't work too hard." ”

Qin Chai'er pursed the corners of her mouth and smiled, ignored him, and turned around to go to the room to cook.

After such a day and a night, she gradually adapted to this body, this environment, and the feelings of the other party Zhongkai, since her mother left, she is dependent on this Fang Zhongkai, the deep-rooted kind of dependence.

In her previous life, Zhao Shuixin was a kitchen expert, and ordinary dishes always had a different taste in her hands. Before Sun Guilan went to the ground, she had already told her what to fry and how much rice to cook, all of which were clearly explained, and she just did what she was told.

The leftover pieces of fat meat at noon, Qin Chai'er put it in the pot and slowly fried the oil, poured the salted fish pieces into the pot, and after a while, the pot was smoldering.

Fang Zhong Kaifei said that he came to show her the fire, but he still brought a book, and he read a book while watching the fire, which did not affect it.

The rest of the family didn't come back, so Qin Chai'er went with him.

I stuffed a salted fish piece with oil, and stir-fried the winter melon slices again.

Fang Zhongqiang came back from the construction site, bought a piece of pork liver at the stall, skewered it in his hand with bamboo strips, and when he walked towards the gang's room, he saw the two of them inside, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and reached out to knock on the door.

Fang Zhongkai raised his head, he handed over the pork liver, turned around and left.

When it was dark, all the people who had gone down to the ground in the house returned.

Wang Xiuzhen went into the house and put down the hoe on her shoulder, sniffed with the tip of her nose, it was really fragrant, and several women were on the road saying that whose food was so fragrant, it turned out to be from the guy's room.

This girl from the Qin family really has such a good idea.

After Fang Dasong washed his hands, he looked at the five dishes on the table, all of which were common dishes on weekdays, but the color was stir-fried and he had an appetite. Smelling the fragrance again, my stomach rumbled.

The family sat down, and even Sun Guilan, who has always been picky, couldn't say anything wrong.

After Fang Liuniu ate two pieces of stir-fried pork liver, her disgust with Qin Chai'er decreased a lot, she took the rice into her mouth and muttered: "This is called stir-frying, and the ones you make are called feeding pigs." ”

Everyone at the table laughed, and Sun Guilan gave her winter melon slices with a straight face: "Just feed the pig, feed your worthless pig." ”

"If this dish is served in a big restaurant, it is estimated that no one will eat it and it will be made by my brother and sister, and it is really a good deal." Wang Xiuzhen praised with a smile, and before she finished her words, Fang Zhongkai blocked her.

"Stop! No matter how delicious it is, she doesn't do it every day, as she said before, the sister-in-law and the six girls still chase the children, and the three of them take turns cooking, and one person does it for a month. ”

"Yo yo yo, I didn't say anything, look at you short-term care."

Qin Chai'er didn't speak, she just lowered her head to eat, it was fair to take turns to cook a month's meal by herself, she wouldn't be stupid to take care of herself, after all, she would have to do things like Wang Xiuzhen in the future.

After dinner, Qin Chai'er was cleaning up, and Fang Zhongkai was kicked out of the room by her and went to Fang Zhongqiang's side room.

The door was open, Fang Zhongqiang was picking his teeth, twenty-five years old, tall and big, looking very strong, and Wang Xiuzhen on the side was sewing her own daughter's clothes.

Fang Zhongkai walked in directly: "Brother, it's your business to carry water, don't think about this job and let Chai'er do it, she can't afford it." ”

Wang Xiuzhen hurriedly said: "Ouch, this idle at home doesn't go to the ground, it's hard to pick up water?" It's only the first day I made a small report, and how can there be any peaceful days in the future. ”