The five-person hot pot that was originally discussed in the afternoon was delayed because of Yu Yizhou.

When Song Yan came, he bought several bags of ingredients, and he also sprinkled them all over the ground when he and Yu Yizhou started.

When they were taken away by the property, several people hurriedly cleaned up and hurriedly put all the things in Zhou Mo's house.

Zhou Mo came out of the kitchen, "Hot pot is okay, it's convenient and fast." ”

The three of them discussed and washed the vegetables together.

Shen Pan opened the kitchen cabinet and took out the mandarin duck pot that specializes in hot pot from below.

Song Yan was surprised: "Yes, I have already prepared." ”

"Momo is the most life-like person I've ever met," Shen Pan stepped aside and opened the cabinet to show Song Yan, "Look." ”

Song Yan lowered his head and saw a dazzling array of various pots in the open cabinet door.

There are several casseroles alone, there are clay, ceramic, spodumene, and the colors are also different, some are earthy, white, black, some with lines, and some are solid colors.

It adds up to seven or eight.

There are also induction cookers, air fryers, pressure cookers, new stainless steel pans, ordinary pig iron pans......

All the pots on the market that can be seen, Zhou Mo has them all here.

Song Yan couldn't help but complain: "What about your collection? ”

Zhou Mo: "......"

Song Yan: "I have heard of stamp collecting, collecting the names of famous paintings, and collecting pots for the first time." ”

As he spoke, he also stretched out his hand to rub around the edge of the pig iron pot, twisted his fingers, and said in disgust: "It's a real collection, it's useless, it's all dust." ”

Zhou Mo: "......"

Shen Pan looked at Song Yan's appearance of not knowing whether he was alive or dead, and his teeth itched with hatred, "Do you not want to eat hot pot, or do you want to be kicked out now?" ”

"Just kidding," Song Yan glanced at it, and swept to the innermost part of the cabinet, the most exquisitely made, like an antique peacock green container with gold peonies.

This thing instantly made him unable to take his eyes off.

"Wow! Do you still have antiques? Song Yan pointed to the most exquisite thing in the corner of the cabinet and was surprised.

"It's not an antique, it's an enamel pot." Zhou Mo said.

When it comes to pots, she counts her treasures, "Enamel is enamel, the popular enamel jar in the eighties and nineties, do you have an impression?" That's it. The enamel pot is a cast iron pot inside, and an enamel layer is attached to the outside, which can have both the fast heat conduction of the cast iron pot, the practicality and the beauty of the enamel. ”

Song Yan frowned when he listened, "Is it true that after girls get married, they especially like to buy kitchen supplies?" My sister-in-law is, all kinds of porcelain plates and pottery bowls in the kitchen, buy them in sets, and when she sees what she likes, she doesn't hesitate to make a move. ”

"How do you know Momo is married?" Shen Pan was surprised.

Song Yan frowned, "Zhou Mo is married?" ”

Shen Pan realized that he would lose too many words, so he immediately covered his mouth and looked at Zhou Mo apologetically.

"It's okay, you know it, it's not a big deal," it's still tiring to hide, and there's really no need to hide it.

Shen Pan said worriedly: "But your parents ...... there"

Zhou Mo: "I've been thinking about a way recently, how can I tell them reasonably." ”

Song Yan's surprised gaze fell on Zhou Mo, "Are you really married?" And with whom? Han Shen? ”

Zhou Mo rewarded him with a big eye, "Who else can you talk to if you don't get along with Han Shen?" ”

"That's what I said, but ......" Song stopped talking.

"What's wrong?"

"Aren't you afraid that Han Shen has a lot of rules in his family?"

"I'm marrying Han Shen, not marrying Han Shen's rules."

There is nothing wrong with the "......".

Song Yan couldn't comment on it, so he could only say: "No matter what, as a friend, I bless you." ”

Zhou Mo: "Thank you." ”

Song Yan: "What wedding gift do you want?" I'll see if I can give you something you like. ”

Shen Pan complained and said: "Han Shen didn't send a wedding gift to Momo, what's the matter with you sending it?" ”

Song Yan looked at Zhou Mo in surprise: "Han Shen didn't send you a wedding gift?" ”

"It's really not," Zhou Mo thought about it carefully, she and Han Shen didn't seem to be thinking about giving gifts because of their marriage, "But before we went shopping, he bought me a lot of things, and I also bought them for him, so it should be considered a wedding gift." ”

"Drunk," Song Yan said, "What kind of marriage are you two married?" There is no wedding, and the parents don't know yet. You two should get your certificates, right? ”

"If you don't get a license, can you call it marriage?" Zhou Mo was speechless.

"I don't even have a wedding gift, who knows if you two are really married and fake married. I really don't know if you two don't even have any romantic cells in your body, or if you are just slamming the door, and you can't bear it. ”

"......" Zhou Mo said, "I didn't think about it." ”

Song Yan: "That should be that neither of you has romantic cells." It shouldn't be, it shouldn't, boys should take the initiative in this kind of thing, what's going on with Han Shen? Will he come in a moment? I'll give him a good reminder. ”

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.

Zhou Mo's mobile phone tinkled twice.

It was Han Shen who sent a WeChat message.

He said, "Go find you." Coming soon.

Zhou Mo glanced at his phone and said, "Han Shen will come over in a while." ”

Song Yan: "It's just right, call over and let me teach him a good lesson." ”

Zhou Mo: "......"

"What? Still don't believe me? Song Yan said confidently.

Zhou Mo: "It's not that I don't believe you, I don't believe Han Shen." ”

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, "There was a crisis of trust just after getting married?" ”

"Go away," Zhou Mo disdainfully pushed him with a smile, "Han Shen and you are not all the way, you fancy intestines, think carefully, he doesn't understand." Is he a straight man, a straight man of steel, or the kind that belongs to Fenggang. ”

"I know the straight man of steel, what is Fenggang?" Song Yan said curiously.

"It's the hardest of all kinds of steel."

Song Yan snorted and laughed.

"I'd like to see how straight he is."

"Absolutely subversive of your imagination." Zhou Mo patted his chest and assured.

A few people were washing vegetables, busy work, and chattering.

Ten minutes later.

"Bang bang bang". There was a knock on the door.

"It should be Han Shen," Zhou Mo said, putting down the food in his hand and opening the door.

Outside the door.

Han Shen carried a handbag full of drinks.

Zhou Mo took it, "Let you buy drinks, you really only buy drinks." ”

Han Shen twisted his eyebrows, "What else do you want, I'll buy it again." ”

Zhou Mo was helpless, "Wine." ”

Han Shen: "I don't drink well, you and Shen Pan are both girls, it's best not to drink." ”

Zhou Mo: "And Song Yan." We don't drink it, in case people want to drink it. ”

Han Shen thought for a while, "I'll buy it." ”

He was about to turn around, when Song Yan wiped his hands and came out of the kitchen, "No, no, I don't drink much." ”

Han Shen turned around and glanced at Zhou Mo, as if asking for her opinion.

Zhou Mo couldn't help laughing, but he was also helpless, the head of the "straight man of Fenggang" would not turn, Zhou Mo was used to it.

"No, come in," Zhou Mo carried something and put it on the table.

Han Shen turned around and sat on the sofa stool at the door to change his shoes, he opened the shoe cabinet, and found that the slippers placed on the bottom floor were gone, just wanted to ask Zhou Mo, raised his eyes and saw the exact same pair of Song Yan's feet, and his face instantly darkened.