Chapter 170: On the Art of Cooking
"Hello uncle and aunt, my name is Liu Qingyi, and I am a good friend of Sister Yating."
Qing smiled and glanced at Tang Yating beside her, Liu Qingyi also nodded slightly at Ruan Chunling in return, and then looked at the two elders in front of her. From them, Liu Qingyi felt a faint familiar taste.
Is that...... Have you experienced a lot of ups and downs, so you have the same familiar feeling of maturity that is different from your age?
As if she had guessed what Liu Qingyi was thinking at the moment, Ruan Chunling, who had been looking at the former with a flat face, suddenly had a deep surprise on her face at this moment, and it flashed in her eyes. However, Tang Hao on the side did not have such a change in expression, probably because he was shocked by Liu Qingyi's appearance like a Nine Heavens Immortal, and he hadn't come back to his senses for a while, right?
"Dad—"
Slightly tilted his head and glanced at his father, looking at the latter's sluggish appearance, although he was not as exaggerated as Xiaobin's salivation, but as an adult and an elder, how could he be so rude in front of the guests. Tang Yating's eyebrows frowned slightly, and then her tone took on a hint of disgust.
"What's wrong?" Tang Hao came back to his senses in an instant, and immediately hurriedly looked at Tang Yating, his eyes were a little dazed, "Yating, what did you just say?" ”
"What are you thinking, Qingyi just said hello to you." Tang Yating's red lips opened slightly and took a light breath, showing a rather helpless look on her face, her father really couldn't change this stinky temper.
"Oh, you're ...... Liu Cen's daughter Liu Qingyi, right? Hello hello hello. ”
After Tang Hao finished speaking, he wiped his hand lightly on the apron on his body, and then he wanted to reach out, but he suddenly felt a sharp gaze coming from his side. Tang Hao's heart sank, and he finally quickly took it back. Ruan Chunling's stopping gaze also made him stunned in an instant.
However, this scene naturally did not escape Liu Qingyi's eyes, the corners of her lips curled like willow wisps and smiled faintly, lowered her head slightly, but did not say anything. It's just that Tang Hao's old face, who was still a little dumb, suddenly turned red, and he left the kitchen after making an excuse by the way.
"Then I'll take a look outside the door, I guess Liu Cen should come too."
"My dad is like this, he always likes to make a fuss no matter how big or small, Qingyi, don't mind." Tang Yating looked at the back of her father running away, her eyebrows flashed a little embarrassed, and then her eyes quickly turned to Liu Qingyi on the side.
"It's fine." Liu Qingyi pursed her pink lips lightly, her face was still slightly indifferent, and then Qiong's nose moved slightly, as if she had smelled something, her tone was mixed with a kind of temptation, and she looked at Ruan Chunling and asked-
"Auntie, you're making steamed vegetarian tripe, right? When I made the last step of this dish, adding three points of cooking wine and seven points of vegetarian ingredients, the aroma emitted was exactly the same as what I had just smelled. ”
"You're pretty good at smelling, I'm actually cooking this dish."
Ruan Chunling's originally cold face was slightly stunned, but she didn't show it too much on her face, just paused for a moment and replied lightly.
Liu Qingyi looked around, as if he was looking for something in this kitchen, and when he stared at the basket of raw green peppers and fan-shaped shiitake mushrooms next to the table, and the fresh chicken in the bowl on the side, he spoke a little eagerly, and his tone was a little solicitative.
"Auntie, if you want to make stewed fried pork cubes in your next dish, I think it will taste better with umbrella-shaped tender white mushrooms. If you want to stew a clear but not light mellow aroma at the end, you can add a little garlic sprouts. ”
"Qingyi, do you know how to cook?"
Looking at the woman's face on the side, who spoke each step and her own suggestions very skillfully, Tang Yating's eyes immediately lit up, and her words were also shocked and curious.
"When I used to work in a hotel, I used to learn from the master there, but I also knew how to do it."
Liu Qingyi smiled faintly, as if explaining humbly, but Ruan Chunling saw a strange look in her eyes, this girl, I'm afraid she knows a lot more than a little about cooking, right?
Just when Tang Yating grabbed Liu Qingyi's hand and wanted to say something excitedly, Ruan Chunling, who had been silent for a while, suddenly took the lead in speaking, nodded at Liu Qingyi and asked with a smile: "Girl, since you know how to cook this dish, you might as well help me in the kitchen." It just so happened that Yating and her father and I were going to cook so many dishes, and we were a little too busy. I just don't know, will you mind? ”
"Mom, Qingyi is a guest, how can you make her ......"
"Auntie, if this is the case, of course I'm willing to help. And you don't have to be so outside, just call me Qingyi. ”
Hearing that her mother would suddenly make such a request, Tang Yating's face suddenly tightened, but she was blocked back by Liu Liu Qingyi in the middle of her words. The latter smiled, nodded slightly, and the gentle jade hand also grabbed Tang Yating, obviously with the intention of stopping.
"But Qingyi, our kitchen is not as good as yours, I'm afraid it will stain your skirt."
"It's okay." Liu Qingyi shook her head lightly, looking at Tang Yating with an eager face, but her complexion did not change much.
Ruan Chunling saw that Liu Qingyi would agree without hesitation, and she felt a sense of affinity for the beautiful girl in front of her. What kind of upbringing will a rich woman who doesn't mind these foreign things at all?
"Yating, I don't think so. You can lend Qingyi a pair of your pants to change into, so that you don't have to worry about soiling her skirt. ”
Ruan Chunling looked at her daughter, and she naturally saw the expression on the latter's face, and then sighed slightly. It seems that the friendship between her and this Liu Qingyi has reached a very deep level.
It's just that for some reason, a faint worry rose in her heart, wondering what unpredictable impact this kind of friendship in the background of huge wealth and poverty will have on their future lives?
"Hmm. That's right, go Qingyi, I'll take you to my room. ”
Tang Yating had a happy look on her face, and immediately after speaking, she pulled Liu Qingyi, who was a little unresponsive, and ran quickly to her bedroom, but in the end, she didn't forget to remind her mother: "Mom, you can clean the kitchen again......"
"This girl—"
Looking at her daughter's smug back, Ruan Chunling shook her head helplessly, and sighed a little in her heart. This elbow didn't turn out like this, did it, when did it still arouse itself?
Twilight gradually fell on the vast land of Santa Fe City, in this coastal plain, high-rise buildings stand in the center of the city, all kinds of colorful neon lights began to light up one after another, between the lights, as if thousands of lights are endless, into the evening sky, for a long time.
On the side of a ring road outside the outpatient department of Santa Fe Central Hospital, a red Porsche came to a steady stop. As the low sound of the engine gradually weakened, a young man wearing a white shirt and a red T-shirt also walked out slowly.
Looking up at the big words written in the center of the outpatient department, the young man sighed a little in his heart, it seems that his mother has been admitted to this hospital for two weeks, and he seems to have only visited her once except for that injury......
And this young figure was Mo Qingfeng, who didn't know how to explain to him for a while while his father hadn't returned, so he chose to sneak out in advance.
He sent a message to his father, telling him that he would be with his mother in the hospital tonight, and that Qingyu would also be here.
Although he knew that this kind of reason was too far-fetched, and it was easy to get into trouble, but now Liu Qingyi was reluctant to tell him the truth, and it was estimated that there was something unspeakable. Mo Qingfeng thought about it carefully, and finally chose to believe what Liu Qingyi promised.
During this day, he could only try his best to delay until his father did not notice and learn about Qingyu's disappearance.
Temporarily suppressing all the thoughts surging in his heart, Mo Qingfeng retracted his gaze, and finally no longer hesitated, and stepped into the hospital.
And in this same hospital, in an ordinary ward on the top floor of the brain department of the inpatient department at this moment, a man in a hospital gown is holding a night of hot porridge in his hand, and is quite gobbling it up. The man's appearance was extremely handsome, the bangs on his forehead were casually lowered with his eyebrows, but his face looked a little weak and pale at the moment, it was Nalan Yunxiao, who had just woken up after being in a coma for an afternoon.
"Yunxiao, drink slowly, be careful of choking." Han Xin sat on the edge of the hospital bed, looking at her son with soft eyes and a little pity, and reminded softly with a smile but some worry.
"Mom, it's okay, I'm just so hungry. You don't know that I'm so busy today that I didn't even have time to eat lunch. Yun Xiao raised her head and explained to her mother with a smile, with water vapor and several grains of rice on the corners of her mouth.
Han Xin looked at Yun Xiao with a slight expression, judging from the latter's performance when he first woke up, it seemed that he was relatively lucky with his injury this time, and he didn't leave any sequelae or forget anything, but he was just ......
"Yunxiao, when you were lying in a coma on the hospital bed this afternoon, Qingyi ...... her"
"By the way, Mom, the witch...... Hm, the girl I saved, she, she's okay, right? ”
Just when Han Xin was a little complicated between his eyebrows, and then wanted to tell Yun Xiao about some of the things that happened today, the latter suddenly put down the lunch box in his hand at this moment, and then stared at his mother simply, and asked with a slight embarrassment in his tone.
"Oh, she's fine, she's been brought home by her family now."
Han Xin was slightly stunned, I don't know why Yun Xiao suddenly interrupted his words when he happened to mention Qingyi, is this just a coincidence? Yun Xiao, has he recovered his memory? Did he do it intentionally or unintentionally?
"That's good. Mom, what are you thinking? ”
Yun Xiao raised her head slightly, met her mother's slightly distracted eyes, and couldn't help but ask curiously, but there was an extremely vague apprehension in her tone.