Lin Wang burned a plate of diced kung pao chicken and a plate of tomato scrambled eggs.

Kung Pao Chicken was ordered by Tang Xiaomian when he was visiting the supermarket; Scrambled eggs with tomatoes are Lin Wang's best dish.

The two of them each brought a plate of food to the table, and then served two bowls of hot rice, which was the official end of today's cooking task.

"How about a taste." Lin Wang handed over a pair of chopsticks and looked at the girl opposite with some expectation.

"Hmmm......"

Tang Xiaomian nodded, picked up a small piece of chicken and put it in his mouth, chewed it lightly, then his eyes opened slightly, and he subconsciously said "hmm", his expression was a little surprised, "It's delicious!" ”

"Really delicious?"

"Well, it's much better than I expected."

"Is there such an exaggeration......

Lin Wang also picked up a small piece of chicken and threw it into his mouth, chewed it a few times at will, and his expression quickly became complicated, "Isn't this just the average level, not even my own level at my peak, let alone with the master in the restaurant outside." ”

He paused and looked up at the other party, "How low were your previous psychological expectations to have such an exaggerated reaction?" ”

"I'm not exaggerating, it's really delicious, and my expectations are not low."

Tang Xiaomian was a little unconvinced, pursed her lips and glanced at him, "I've eaten takeout with you for so many days, don't question whether my taste is good." ”

"It's precisely because you usually eat takeout and ready-to-eat bento that I feel very unreliable...... Lin Wang said calmly.

He always remembered that this girl's favorite food before crossing was take-out braised pork rice.

Who can expect an otaku girl who eats braised pork rice every day to say anything insightful when it comes to food?

"I just think it's delicious, anyway." Tang Xiaomian lowered his head and didn't want to pay attention to him.

"Okay, okay, then thank you for defending me so much in front of me." Lin Wang said with a smile.

"......" Tang Xiaomian opened his mouth slightly, hesitated for a moment, and finally didn't say anything.

She found that the other party would always say some strange things today, and even jokes were strange.

It's also the other party who makes these jokes, if it's another man......

Well, that's not right...... Strictly speaking, she wouldn't be alone with other men.

The other side is an exception.

Lin Wang looked at her, then at the dishes on the table, got up and went to the kitchen to get two spoons and put them on the plate of Kung Pao Chicken.

It will be a lot more convenient to eat this way.

Tang Xiaomian glanced up at him and did not speak.

"When you're almost done, save some stomach and don't have to finish all the food." Lin Wang said.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm going to eat rice balls in a while, huh...... You can eat less, just take it as a formality. ”

"Tangyuan?" Tang Xiaomian was a little confused.

"It's the little white ball we bought in the freezer...... Eating glutinous rice balls on the winter solstice is a tradition on our side. ”

Lin Wang thought about it for a while, and deliberately added another sentence, "Generally, the family eats together, which symbolizes a happy reunion." ”

"Happy reunion......" Tang Xiaomian muttered, couldn't help but take out his mobile phone and search the Internet.

After a few moments, she put down her phone and continued to eat in silence.

The word had nothing to do with her.

After the rice and vegetables were eaten, Lin Wang got up and walked into the kitchen and began to cook rice balls.

Tang Xiaomian glanced at it, remembered what the other party said before, "I will cook at home in the future", wrinkled his nose, reached out to fold the dishes and chopsticks together, and poured the rest of the dishes on a plate.

Leftovers can be eaten in the middle of the night or at noon tomorrow, anyway, they are digested internally by their own people, and they are not so particular.

When she carefully finished cleaning up the table, Lin Wang also walked out with two bowls of boiled rice balls.

"You don't need to wash the bowl first, and then wash it together after eating."

Seeing that the other party was about to take the dishes and chopsticks back to the kitchen, he hurriedly said hello, and then raised his chin and gestured, "Let's go to the coffee table and eat rice balls while watching TV." ”

"Is watching TV also a tradition?" Tang Xiaomian was puzzled.

"No, uh...... It shouldn't be counted, watching TV just to make the whole process lively, after all, there are only two of us, and no other sound will seem very cold. Lin Wang explained.

"Oh." Tang Xiaomian nodded, indicating understanding.

"I only burned twelve, six for each person, and we can't eat any more."

"Okay......

……

The two sat down in front of the coffee table and watched TV and ate rice balls.

In front of me is the noisy sound of three-dimensional TV commercials, and the crisp clash of spoons and porcelain bowls is at hand, but only the sound of speech is missing.

…… The atmosphere was still a little chilled.

"Taste it, it's sweet." Lin Wang said.

"Well, it's a good ......" Tang Xiaomian looked down at the round and glutinous little rice balls at the bottom of the bowl, his eyes were deflected, his thoughts drifted, and he slowly felt some inexplicable emotions in his heart.

After a while, he lowered his head and stirred the soup bowl, and said absentmindedly, "Lin Wang." ”

"Ah, what's wrong?" Lin Wang turned his head to look at her.

"Thank you."

"Thank you...... Thanks for what? ”

"Nothing." Tang Xiaomian shook his head, scooped up a rice ball with a spoon, and learned from Lin Wang to blow two breaths and carefully put it into his mouth.

The entrance is soft and glutinous, with the fragrance of several decimals of rice noodles, and when you bite through the skin, the sweet and dense sesame seeds slowly flow out, blending with the flavor of the dough.

It is very fragrant and sweet, and it feels like the whole mouth is filled with the warmth of the rice balls.

"The first few dumplings are the best, and then they will feel sweet and greasy, and it will be difficult to eat them again."

"Hmm."

Tang Xiaomian nodded, swallowed the rice balls in his mouth, and scooped up another one.

After eating three rice balls, she exhaled lightly, feeling that her mood had also improved a lot under the influence of sweets.

"I haven't had a dinner like this in over a decade." She put down the soup bowl for a moment and whispered.

"Uh, then you ...... before" Lin Wang was stunned, wanting to ask something, but he didn't know how to speak.

"I've been living with Sister Ying since junior high school...... Sister Ying, she doesn't know how to cook, and she doesn't like to go out, so we can only eat some takeout and quick-frozen food every day, and the number of times we go to restaurants can be counted on both hands......" Tang Xiaomian said slowly.

Therefore, that "Sister Ying" is a senior otaku, is she the one who brought Tang Xiaomian bad?

Lin Wang nodded thoughtfully, and said thoughtfully, "Then your parents ......?"

"Gone." Tang Xiaomian said calmly.

"Hmm......" Lin Wang probably guessed that this would be the result, and sighed lightly, "I'm sorry." ”

"It's fine." Tang Xiaomian pursed his lips and smiled, lowered his head and continued to stir the rice balls, "I'm quite happy today." ”

"So, what I said before, 'I will cook dinner at home in the future', is it a very correct choice?" Lin Wang asked.

Tang Xiaomian was slightly stunned, and then said a soft "um".

This would probably be a good start.