Looking at Lu Li, who was about to be fooled by Wei Ling, Bai Li opened his mouth to dismantle the stage, "But you are still hungry for dry pot pork ribs."

Wei Ling glared at Bai Liqi, "Wait a minute, we won't take you to play mahjong!"

Baili is helpless.

Lu Li looked at Wei Ling and said in a serious voice, "Wei Ling, don't you want to learn from Song Yizhi, okay?"

"No way, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black." Wei Ling raised his hand.

Song Yiyue's somewhat panting voice floated over, "Sister is fine, Senior Sister Wei, you have nothing to do with my sister if you learn badly!"

Wei Ling glanced back at Song Yiyue, and then said, "Look, look, this sister is protecting."

"Let's go, set the table." Lu Li spoke.

After a while, Qi Zhen came back, and several people who didn't play mahjong began to take turns to ask about Qi Hao's cultivation progress.

Mu Qinqing on the side looked at these people, playing mahjong, chatting and chatting, and the atmosphere was relaxed.

But in this relaxed atmosphere, I just feel a little out of place.

Looking at Song Yiyue, who was called over by Su Dai to train, Mu Qinqing's eyes darkened slightly, and then he walked up and stood next to him, watching Song Yiyue's training with a serious face.

Song Yizhi, who was in the kitchen, chatted with Rong Yueyuan about this time.

Rong Yueyuan is nothing more than running at both ends of the front line and the small courtyard, and Song Yizhi is immersed in researching the antidote to the stinger.

The couple's life can be described as simple and a little boring.

When it was almost finished, Song Yizhi began to cook.

Rong Yueyuan made a hand on the side.

Looking at Rong Yueyuan, who looked serious as if he was about to learn to cook, Song Yizhi couldn't help but quip, "You want to learn to cook?"

Rong Yueyuan responded.

After cutting the ginger shreds, Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi, who was stir-frying with a spatula, and his voice was gentle and gentle, "I think cooking is quite interesting, if you have time, you can learn it."

Zhizhi is a person who likes to eat, and she can make it for her to eat as soon as she learns it herself.

Song Yizhi looked at Rong Yueyuan, "If you're interested, I'll teach you!"

Rong Yueyuan responded, and then put the ginger shreds on a plate for later use.

When Song Yiheng and his wife were well adjusted, the couple came directly to the kitchen to find Song Yizhi.

Seeing Song Yizhi frying shredded potatoes, Song Yiheng walked up and looked at it for a while, looking inexplicable.

Why did he think something was wrong with this shredded potato?

"Fifth Elder, Zhizhi is ......" Song Yiheng looked at Rong Yueyuan on the side, trying to ask some questions from his mouth.

Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi and thought about it, "Maybe it's because of Song Yiyue?"

Song Yiyue came with Mu Qinqing, so it can be inferred that they may have been staying together for a long time.

Zhizhi's temper, although he didn't say it, he must have remembered it in his heart.

Thinking of Mu Qinqing in the courtyard, Song Yiheng came to his senses, and immediately began to gloat.

"What's wrong with the branches?" Huaizhu walked up and looked at Song Yizhi, who was putting the vinegared shredded potatoes on a plate, "This shredded potatoes look good."

Song Yiheng didn't know whether to tell his wife for a while.

In the end, Song Yiheng chose to remain silent.

Rong Yueyuan and Song Yizhi looked at Song Yiheng, who was a little black-hearted, and then looked away and didn't say anything.

After a while, Song Yiheng left the kitchen and went to the front yard to tell them to set the table and then go to serve the food.

Oversized dry pot pork ribs, vinegared shredded potatoes, pot wrapped meat......

Looking at this table full of dishes, a group of people couldn't wait to bring rice, waiting for everyone to move their chopsticks.

Song Yiyue warmly invited Mu Qinqing, and then stuffed her with a bowl of rice.

When everyone arrived, with Song Yizhi's start, a group of people began to move their chopsticks.

Rong Yueyuan and Song Yiheng, who knew the inside story, deliberately avoided the vinegared shredded potatoes.

Song Yiyue's first chopsticks were to clip the vinegared shredded potatoes in front of him, and a mouthful of shredded potatoes was sour and spicy

The taste exploded in the mouth in an instant, and it was really good.

"Hiss......" Song Yiyue took a breath, she was about to say that this shredded potato was mixed with ginger when she met her sister's gaze, which was inexplicably frightening.

Song Yiyue was stunned suddenly, she chewed twice and swallowed it, and opened her mouth curiously at the table full of people, and opened her mouth without tears, "I accidentally bit my tongue just now."

She hasn't messed with her sister, huh?

Song Yiyue was confused.

Song Yizhi gently pinched a large chopsticks of shredded potatoes for his sister, and said gently, "Eat more."

Song Yiyue was wronged, and Song Yiyue wanted to cry.

Huaizhu on the side looked at Song Yiyue's appearance of wanting to say but not daring to say it, and suddenly realized something.

She was very cautious and took a little shredded potatoes.

Vinegar 'shredded potatoes' mouth, the look on Huaizhu's face almost cracked.

If it weren't for the better upbringing, Huaizhu really wanted to turn his head and spit it out.

She found a lot of shredded ginger in a small amount of shredded potatoes!

The spicy ginger flavor mixed with the sour vinegar smell goes straight to the heavenly spirit cover!

How much ginger and vinegar are put in the branches!

This bad girl!

Suddenly, Huaizhu thought of the conversation between Song Yiheng and the five elders in the kitchen.

So Song Yiheng has long known that this vinegared shredded potatoes are greasy? But you just didn't tell yourself?

Thinking of this, Huaizhu swallowed the shredded potatoes in his mouth, and then put a large number of chopsticks in Song Yiheng's bowl, with a gentle expression, "The shredded potatoes fried by the branches are delicious, eat more."

"......" Song Yiheng looked at the pile of sharp 'shredded potatoes' in the bowl, and looked at his wife without saying anything.

Senior sister has learned badly.

Looking at Song Yiheng, who was still trying to struggle, Huaizhu showed a kind look.

Song Yiheng silently bowed his head and ate.

Song Yizhi glanced sideways at the man beside him.

There is no need for a bad-hearted little girl to do it, Rong Yueyuan has already taken the initiative to pick up a few shredded potatoes and taste them.

For a while, the rest of the people at the table were curious to pick up the shredded potatoes, wanting to taste the taste.

Mu Qinqing couldn't hold back when he ate the ginger silk.

How so?

Is this really shredded potatoes and not shredded ginger?

Looking at the people at the table with cracked faces, Song Yiyue was happy, but her happiness did not last long.

Seeing that his brother's big chopsticks and shredded potatoes fell into the bowl, Song Yiyue really wanted to cry.

"What's going on? Isn't the vinegared shredded potatoes delicious?" Song Yizhi said with an innocent face.

Looking at Song Yizhi, who was knowingly asking, Wei Lingmeng took a big sip of juice, and then said, "Do you want to taste it?"

Song Yizhi opened his mouth and said, "I just accidentally mixed a little ginger shreds into it when I was frying, and this was eaten? In this way, the lucky person who eats ginger will say that I will reward him for going to the front line for half a month!"

Suddenly, there was silence in front of the table.

"It seems that no one has eaten it, so why don't you try it again?" Song Yizhi spoke, "Go to the front line to experience half a month and come back with a demigod weapon as a reward."

Rong Yueyuan sat on the side and ate quietly, looking like he didn't care about himself.

Bai Li Qi immediately understood Song Yizhi's bad intentions, but he still cooperated and said, "Then try it."

Wei Ling turned his head to look at Bai Liqi, looking like, 'Are you crazy'.

In the end, a group of people silently ate shredded potatoes with vinegar, but no one said that they had eaten it.

Looking at the shredded potatoes that were quickly swept away, Song Yizhi bent his eyes wrinkled, and said regretful words in his mouth, "It seems that no one has eaten it, it's a pity."

A group of people silently went to eat other dishes, not wanting to pay attention to Song Yizhi for the time being.