In front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the hall, Cheng Shaohui inadvertently saw the scene outside through the glass.

When his daughter came in with flowers, Cheng Shaohui quickly left the floor-to-ceiling window, as if unintentionally picking up the bird cage on the side, making the illusion that he was going out to walk the birds.

At the door of the hall, after 'encountering' his daughter, Cheng Shaohui stopped for a moment with the bird cage and looked at the flowers in her arms with deep meaning.

"This flower is very beautiful, and the flower giver has a really good eye."

Cheng Nian'an: "......"

She looked at the bird cage in her old father's hand, and said helplessly:

"Dad, are you going to walk the birds again?"

Cheng Shaohui looked at his precious bird in the cage.

"Yes, this weekend, why don't you want people to walk the birds to relax?"

Cheng Nianan had nothing to say.

But she still doesn't quite understand why her old father, who is not old at all, has a soft spot for bird walking, a favorite entertainment for the elderly.

Cheng Shaohui looked at her for two seconds, and then waved his hand with relief in his eyes.

"Alright, go and put your baby flowers up, Dad is going to walk the birds."

Following.

Nanjia Villa.

Nan Shiyu came to the kitchen with a confused expression, and looked at her own brother who was cooking by himself with an indescribable expression.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

As soon as Nan Shiyu's voice fell, Nan Shiyu, who saw her son smoking crazy for a long time at the kitchen door, said:

"When I woke up early this morning, your brother was inexplicably obsessed with cooking, probably because he was stimulated by his dream last night."

Nan Yuheng, who was damaged by his mother: "......"

He turned over the green shrimp in the wok, twitched the corner of his eye, and explained:

"Your methods are too bells and whistles, not practical, Nian'an is average at cooking, and I still start faster from this aspect."

This time the silence became Nan Shiyu.

"But this thing ......" she pointed to the shrimp in the pot that began to turn black, and controlled the twitching of the corners of her mouth, "It's not a day or two, can it?" ”

Nan Mu didn't see it anymore, so she turned around and went out to drink tea with the rich wives.

In the kitchen, only Nan Shiyu and Nan Yuheng are left.

Smelling the faint smell of paste, Nan Yuheng turned off the heat without saying a word, poured out all the shrimp in the pot, and after cleaning the paste at the bottom of the pot, he brought a plate of pre-processed shrimp again and poured it into the pot again.

"Although you can't do it quickly, if you practice more, there will always be a time to practice."

Maybe it really responded to Nan Yuheng's words, the second shrimp was obviously much more successful than the first time,

At least until it comes out of the pan, there's no paste.

Nan Yuheng poured the prepared shrimp into a plate and handed it to his sister next to him.

"Taste it."

Nan Shiyu: "? ”

Nan Yuheng: "Let's see if I can eat it." ”

Nan Shiyu: "......! ”

"You called me over," she said, "just to let me be a guinea pig?" ”

Nan Yuheng tapped her fingers on her forehead,

"How do you speak, outsiders can't eat the dishes made by your brother if they want to."

Nan Shiyu's tone was quiet: "I regret that I don't have other brothers and sisters. ”

Nan Yuheng: "......"

Seeing that she didn't move, Nan Yuheng took another pair of chopsticks.

Grab a shrimp and put it in your mouth.

Nan Shiyu looked up at his expression.

His face was light and breezy, and he didn't mean anything unpalatable.

Out of curiosity, Nan Shiyu pinched a shrimp with chopsticks.

Seeing that she had eaten, Nan Yuheng asked:

"How?"

Nan Shiyu chewed twice and tasted it.

Justice replied, "It's edible, it's cooked, but—"

Nan Yuheng waited for her second half of the sentence.

Nan Shiyu put down the plate, "It's not as delicious as my husband's cooking." ”

Nan Yuheng: "?! ”

He stared at his sister, who was elbowing and began to turn outward, and said in his heart:

Can he compare with Jiang Jingyu?

Jiang Jingyu started to learn cooking from a very early age.

He's just practicing today,

Can the two be comparable?

***

In the next few days, Nan Yuheng attacked cooking in the kitchen as soon as he had time, and Nan Shiyu, in addition to being busy with daily assists, took Meng Jinche to start the company's project in the branch.

On Wednesday morning, Nan Shiyu returned to the president's office after a regular meeting.

As soon as I entered, there was a knock at the door.

Ruan Wen was about to leave from the president's office, she opened the door and saw that the person outside the door was Meng Jinche.

Ruan Wen nodded at him, turned sideways, and let him in.

Then, she closed the door and left.

Meng Jinche took a document and handed it to Nan Shiyu behind the desk.

When he saw her slightly tired face, he asked with concern:

"Sister is not feeling well?"

Nan Shiyu rubbed her temples, "It's okay, I didn't sleep well last night, just go back and make up for sleep." ”

Hearing this, Meng Jinche just handed over the document, and without waiting for her to read it, he took it back.

"Then sister, go back early, I can follow up on this project, just leave it to me."

Glancing at his movements, Nan Shiyu raised her eyebrows and handed it to him directly:

"Okay, with your ability, it's more than enough to deal with this kind of project, Jin Che, don't worry too much, just let it go, I'll take care of everything for you."

Meng Jinche chuckled: "Okay." ”

When Nan Shiyu was about to leave, Meng Jinche hesitated for a moment and called out to her:

"Tomorrow is my birthday, does my sister have time to spend my birthday?"

If he didn't mention it, Nan Shiyu almost forgot about it.

Hearing this, she nodded, "Naturally." ”

Nan Shiyu thought about the birthday gift she prepared for him, and asked casually: "How about a room and let everyone come and celebrate together?" ”

After all, it was my first birthday after returning home.

Meng Jinche did not hesitate and quickly refused.

"No, it's messy and annoying when there are too many people. Moreover, I don't have a deep friendship with them, but they are only in the stage of getting to know each other, and they always feel weird when they come to my birthday. ”

He said: "In Haicheng, I know my sister alone, and I can just have a meal with my sister tomorrow." ”

Nan Shiyu respects his wishes.

"Okay, I'll book the hotel."

***

Although Meng Jinche has not been in Nan's branch for a long time, he knows Nan Shiyu's lazy nature, and it is very likely that some important projects of the company will be thrown to him and Ruan Wen to deal with in the future.

Meng Jinche is also very attentive, handling all kinds of documents with the best state and the highest efficiency, and gradually cooperating with Ruan Wen is also handy.

On her birthday, Nan Shiyu wanted to celebrate Meng Jinche's birthday at noon.

As a result, he couldn't get out of two important projects of the company and had to move them to the evening.

When Meng Jinche came out of the company, it was 5:10 in the afternoon.

When he arrived at the designated place and saw Nan Shiyu, it was already six o'clock.

Nan Shiyu set a private room, the environment is elegant, and no one else disturbs, Meng Jinche just pushed open the door of the box, and saw the big cake that Nan Shiyu personally ordered.

Nan Shiyu had already come to the box, and when she saw others, she beckoned to him with a smile, "Come on." ”

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pS. is sick, I really can't code, tomorrow is estimated to be a day off, the day after tomorrow will be sent early, everyone don't wait tomorrow for ≥_≤

(One more thing, we know that the turning point in the relationship between Mr. Jiang and Mr. Jiang is coming~)