Just now Qingluo said that there was a hot meal on the stove, Cheng Jingling thought that Qingluo knew that she would come back in the afternoon, so she specially prepared it for herself, but after entering the stove room, she found that it was just a simple plate of green vegetables and a bowl of brown rice.

At this time, Cheng Jingling reacted, before he left, he told Qingluo that he would come back in the evening, and Qingluo didn't know that he was on vacation, how could he prepare his lunch?

This is a hot meal that Qingluo gave herself, probably because she was busy working, so she didn't have time to eat it yet.

After Cheng Jingling picked up the chopsticks and tasted the green vegetables, he couldn't help frowning slightly. Qingra's cooking skills can only be said to be average, not to mention that compared with herself and the green onion girl, it is not as good as the home-cooked food made by ordinary women, just like the local restaurant on the roadside that specializes in coolies.

Seeing that the old man frowned after eating the dishes he made, Qingluo twisted her hands in front of her abdomen with some nervousness, and said cautiously: "Master, this dish was originally made by the slave maid for herself, and she was reluctant to put more oil and salt, so it was so unpalatable." Actually, in fact, the slave maid cooks..."

"Qingluo, when I used to feed the pigs, the pig food mixed was not as unpalatable as the dishes you cooked. To be honest, did you learn to cook in Zhaochunyuan? ”

"No... I haven't had time to learn yet, but I've just helped out in the back kitchen. But, sir, in the future..."

"Don't go later, start learning from me now."

After interrupting Qingluo's words, Cheng Jingling took out the ingredients from the vegetable basket and immediately started cooking by himself, teaching Qingluo while cooking.

In fact, he should have thought of it a long time ago, what kind of place is Calling Spring Garden? Green House!

What kind of woman is a man looking for when he goes to that kind of place? can sing and dance, can write and dance, wind and snow, and has an emotional woman.

Who goes to the Qinglou to find a good wife and mother with good cooking skills?

So Qingluo has always said that she can cook, and she really just knows how to cook - it must be cooked, and she must not be able to eat death, so the taste cannot be guaranteed.

The taste of the dishes made by Qingluo reminded Cheng Jingling of his previous life as a private slave. No... The Liu family is known as the grain master of Beicheng, and even if the vegetables eaten by private slaves are better than those of Qingluo.

So Cheng Jingling decided to teach Qingluo to cook. Not to mention that Qingra's cooking skills can be compared to his own, but at least it is not too unpalatable.

You can't eat this hard-to-swallow dish in the future, right?

It's impossible for him, the master, to cook for the slave every day, right?

Soon, Cheng Jingling prepared a total of four dishes with two meats, one vegetable and one soup in Qingluo's surprised gaze.

instructed Qingluo to put the vegetables in the food box, and then took Qingluo, who was carrying a lunch box on crutches in one hand and a lunch box in the other, to the door of Bai Qianqian's house.

Knock Knock Knock –

Cheng Jingling knocked on the courtyard door, and immediately a childish voice sounded from the courtyard.

"Who?"

"It's me, Yanyan, open the door!"

"It's big brother!"

Cheerful footsteps came from far and near, followed by the sound of the latch twitching, and the courtyard door opened.

Behind the door, Liu Qingyan looked up at Cheng Jingling with a somewhat messy head, and said happily, "Big brother, are you here?" Come in! ”

Liu Qingyan's little hands were dirty, and his clothes were dusty, and it looked like he should have been playing in the yard just now.

Liu Qingyan was the only one in the courtyard at this time, and Cheng Jingling looked around and asked, "Yanyan, where is your mother?" ”

Hearing this, the smile on Liu Qingyan's face quickly faded, like a deflated ball, lowered his head and said with some loss: "A-Niang seems to be a little uncomfortable, her eyes are red, and she is lying in the house." ”

It seems that Bai Qianqian did not tell her about the death of the three members of the Zhao family.

Cheng Jingling took the food box in Qingluo's hand behind him, put it on the stone table in the courtyard, and continued to ask, "Then have you eaten at noon?" ”

"I ate, and my mother got up at noon and made it for me. However, A-Niang didn't eat it herself, she said she had no appetite. ”

"That's right..."

Cheng Jingling nodded, went to the stove room for a walk, and saw that the leftovers were two plates of simple green vegetables, it seemed that Bai Qianqian was not in the mood to cook at noon, but only made a little bit of it casually in consideration of Liu Qingyan.

When Cheng Jingling came out of the stove room, Liu Qingyan was pulling Qingluo to ask questions.

"What's your name, sister? Did you hurt your foot? Sit here! ”

"Miss Yanyan just calls me Qingluo, I'm not tired, I don't have to sit."

"No, you can't! My sister is older than me, I want to call Sister Qingluo, I can't call my sister by name directly, I will be scolded by A-Niang if I am not polite! ”

"Miss Kenyan, I'm not..."

"Okay, Qingluo, you can just call Yanyan, let Yanyan call you Sister Qingluo." Cheng Jingling interrupted the small argument between the two, and then motioned to Qingluo: "Sit down." ”

Seeing Cheng Jingling say this, Qingluo dared to sit on the stone bench.

Liu Qingyan looked at Qingluo proudly, with an expression of "You see I'm right", which caused Qingluo to cover her mouth and chuckle.

Cheng Jingling didn't care about the two of them anymore, but came to the door of the master bedroom and stood still, raised his hand and knocked on the door, and called softly: "Aunt Bai? I've brought some food, so let's get some food. ”

"Jing Ling is here," Bai Qianqian's slightly hoarse voice came from the room, refusing: "I'm bothering you, I'm sorry, I don't have much appetite now, I can't eat..."

Cheng Jingling continued to persuade: "Aunt Bai, the deceased is gone, no matter how sad you are, you have to eat, you can't starve yourself." Don't forget, you still have research to take care of. ”

There was silence in the room for a while, and then Bai Qianqian said, "Got it, Jing Ling, thank you." But now I'm crying so much that my eyes are swollen and my face is red, and I don't want to see anyone. Well, put your meal in the stove first, and I'll eat it later." ”

This time, Cheng Jingling didn't persuade again, but nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll leave first, wait a while, you will heat up the dishes again, and hurry up and eat!" ”

"Okay, thank you, Jing Ling."

"You're welcome, Aunt Bai."

Cheng Jingling turned around and picked up the food box on the stone table, entered the stove room, put the meals into the cage drawer one by one, and then called Qingluo to prepare to leave.

Liu Qingyan politely got up to see Cheng Jingling and the two leave, and when Cheng Jingling crossed the courtyard gate, Liu Qingyan suddenly grabbed the corner of his clothes and asked softly: "Big brother, what happened to him?" Is something wrong? Be... Xiaoqi is at home? ”

Looking down at Liu Qingyan's eyes, he was no longer happy and cheerful just now, and there were inexplicable emotions in them, Cheng Jingling couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it turned out that the child understood everything.

Stretching out his hand to stroke Liu Qingyan's head, Cheng Jingling smiled: "Children, don't think so much, it's nothing, take care of your mother, if you have something, come next door to find the big brother, good!" ”

Seeing that Cheng Jingling was reluctant to say more, Liu Qingyan sensibly loosened the corner of his clothes, nodded, and said "Okay".

After returning to his courtyard, Cheng Jingling breathed a long sigh of relief, he didn't expect so many things to happen on an ordinary day.

"Brother Nag." Cheng Jingling called out in his heart.

As soon as Brother Na felt bored, he fell into a dormant and asked Cheng Jingling to wake him up when he was ready to start training.

"Huh? Are you done with business? "Brother Nag woke up from his slumber.

Cheng Jingling directly handed over the control of his body to Brother Nag, and couldn't wait to say: "Let's start, Brother Nag, break through the second order!" ”