Chapter 43: Cooking
Seeing Wang Feng bring Zhang Tingting over, Zhang Qiao was a little surprised, his son opened up so quickly? actually bought a vegetable and brought Zhang Tingting over.
Seeing that Wang Feng's mother had been staring at her, Zhang Tingting was a little embarrassed, and said with a red face: "Auntie, I'm sorry, I'm bothering you again this time." ”
"No trouble, no trouble." Zhang Qiao was too late to be happy, how could he feel troublesome.
Wang Feng on the side couldn't stand it anymore, and said to Zhang Qiao: "Mom, you have been staring at Tingting, how embarrassed she is." ”
Being reminded by Wang Feng like this, Zhang Qiaocai restrained his expression slightly, dragged Zhang Tingting to his side, held her hand tightly and said to Wang Feng: "I, I just like Tingting too much, if only Tingting could be my future daughter-in-law." ”
"Mom~" Seeing Zhang Qiao talking about this again, Wang Feng's head hurt again. If the other party continues to say this, maybe what Zhang Tingting thinks in her heart.
"Okay, okay, I won't talk about it, Tingting, have you eaten, do you want to sit down with us to eat?" Zhang Qiao invited with a smile. Originally, Zhang Tingting was going to talk about this matter, but since the other party brought it up, she also took the opportunity to say: "Auntie, I originally had this plan, just to work hard for you to cook an extra meal." ”
"Ouch, what's so hard or not, you wait, I'll do it for you." Knowing that Zhang Tingting was going to stay, Zhang Qiao was very happy, with a smile on her face, as if she had won some big prize.
Zhang Tingting naturally wouldn't let Zhang Qiao work alone, and followed Zhang Qiao into the kitchen, at first Zhang Qiao didn't let her, but Zhang Tingting said that she had just been discharged from the hospital, and she was not suspiciously busy, so it was better for her to help on the side, so Zhang Qiao reluctantly agreed.
With Zhang Tingting's hand, Zhang Qiao's cooking speed was faster, and it didn't take long for several delicious meals to be served on the dining table.
"Xiaofeng, hurry up and try these dishes, there are a few things made by Tingting." Zhang Qiao pointed to the three dishes closest to Wang Feng and said to him.
Wang Feng glanced at Zhang Tingting, and the other party also looked at him, slightly embarrassed, and really didn't expect the eldest lady to be able to cook, "Okay, I'll try it." After saying this, Wang Feng picked up the chopsticks to pick up the dish, and at the same time, Zhang Tingting's heart also came up, it should taste okay.
Although she rarely cooks at home, her talent is not bad, basically she can get started after seeing someone else do it once or twice, and this time she also wants to show her face in front of Wang Feng's mother, so that the other party knows that she is not the kind of particularly useless eldest lady.
If it weren't for the appearance of the dish, Wang Feng might not dare to eat it, but after putting it in his mouth and chewing it slowly, the taste of the dish is indeed okay, not too good, but definitely not bad.
"Wang Feng, how am I doing?" Zhang Tingting looked at the other party nervously, for fear that the other party would frown after eating.
Looking at Zhang Tingting's nervous little expression, Wang Feng couldn't help but show a smile at the corner of his mouth, but he quickly adjusted his expression and was not noticed by his mother and Zhang Tingting.
"It's okay, it would be better if I put more salt."
As soon as Wang Feng said this, he was immediately educated by Zhang Qiao, "People Tingting is kind to you, do you still pick and choose, do you want to make face?" ”