Tong Wanhua thought that Qin Yang wouldn't let her do this, and he wouldn't let her help, so she felt that he was treating her as an outsider.

This feeling made her feel very uncomfortable, as if she was back in junior high school.

She didn't want Qin Yang to see her like this.

Obviously, the two have known each other for a long time, so they should be friends.

Seeing that Qin Yang didn't answer for a long time, Tong Wanhua bit her lip and whispered,

"You said we were at the same table... Isn't the table supposed to help each other......"

Her tone was very weak, even her eyes drooped, and her whole person was like a small beast struggling weakly.

Qin Yang couldn't help frowning when he looked at it, and then couldn't help but smile,

"You're right, I forgot, so you come to get the fish, I'll get the tenderloin?"

Tong Wanhua looked up suddenly, her eyes full of disbelief.

Qin Yang raised his eyebrows: "What, you finally decided to go to TV?" ”

This time, Tong Wanhua heard that he was joking, glanced at him, washed his hands and touched the fish on the board.

"Don't watch TV, I'll help you."

Rather than sitting so far away from Qin Yang in the living room, she would certainly prefer to be closer to Qin Yang in the kitchen, she just didn't expect Qin Yang to let go of his mouth so quickly and agree.

When she wanted to help Qin Yang carry things before, Qin Yang was still unwilling.

He's another one-of-a-kind character, and she thought it would be the same this time.

"That thing is too heavy."

A voice suddenly sounded in her ears, and Tong Wanhua couldn't help but be stunned,

"What?"

Qin Yang glanced at her and repeated: "Before, it was because the thing was too heavy, and your palm was ground again, so there was no need for you to lift it." ”

Only then did Tong Wanhua suddenly understand that Qin Yang was explaining what happened before.

I see......

It turned out that it was because he cared about her......

Wait a minute!

She snapped to a halt.

Is she so obvious?

How did Qin Yang know that she cared about this?

As if knowing what she was thinking, another chuckle came from her side,

"Squad leader, your thoughts are written on your face."

Qin Yang looked at Xiao Qingmei funny, only to see that her head was lowered a little more, and there was more smile in his eyes.

The way her eyes suddenly bent and widened, she almost had a dialog box popping up above her head like in the comics.

Don't guess too much.

It's also that he wasn't careful enough before, but he didn't expect her to care about these things very much.

Xiao Qingmei is sensitive, and he always likes to hide it in his heart, it seems that he will have to pay more attention in the future.

Thinking like this, he couldn't help but glance at the side again, the girl's face was flushed, her mouth was pursed and she didn't speak, she looked shy.

However, the eyes were fixed on the fish on the board, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, and quickly and ruthlessly rowing on the fish, the whole person was very serious, and the movements in his hands were also very skillful.

Qin Yang couldn't help frowning.

This kind of proficiency is obviously only mastered by people who cook a lot, and Xiao Qingmei ......

He sighed imperceptibly.

He knew that she was eating in the school cafeteria now, but when she was in junior high school before, the school did not have a cafeteria, so how did she eat at noon every day?

At such a young age, did you start cooking and eating by yourself?

He couldn't help but feel distressed when he thought about it.

Such a skillful technique should not appear in Xiao Qingmei.

But Tong Wanhua quickly pulled the flower knife on the fish, and turned to smile at Qin Yang: "How is it?" This depth is okay, right? ”

Qin Yang glanced at it: "Well, it's very suitable." ”

Tong Wanhua blinked, she could feel the low pressure around him, looked down at the fish on the board, pursed her lips and said,

"If I don't do it right, you can say that I haven't made a fish in a long time."

Qin Yang raised his hand and wanted to touch Xiao Qingmei's head, but he thought that his hand had just touched the pork, and it was full of oil, so he put it down again.

Although he lowered his hand, he still looked at her steadily,

"Squad leader, you're doing a great job."

There is no one who does it better than her.

Tong Wanhua glanced at him suspiciously: "Really? ”

"Really."

"But you don't seem to be happy?"

Qin Yang couldn't help but try his best to relax the expression on his face, and his eyes softened a little: "I was just thinking, you don't need to understand this." ”

Tong Wanhua listened to it, but she was relaxed: "It turned out to be this." ”

She breathed a sigh of relief.

She thought that she hadn't cooked for too long, and the knife was wrong, and Qin Yang was embarrassed to say it.

"When did you learn this?" Qin Yang looked at her and asked.

Tong Wanhua tilted her head and thought for a while: "Junior high school? Actually, there will be some in elementary school. ”

Her tone was relaxed, she didn't think it was anything, but Qin Yang couldn't help frowning.

As soon as he thought that Xiao Qingmei would have to set up a stool to cook by herself when she was young, he couldn't wait to travel back in time and scold himself back then.

At that time, he chose what was not good, and he chose the method of snubbing to alienate her.

As long as he has a little brain, he can take Xiao Qingmei to his house to eat, so that she doesn't have to cook by herself at such a young age.

Tong Wanhua already knew that he was worried about her at this time, so she was no longer as worried as before, but comforted,

"It's nothing, it's not that hard to cook, I learned it quickly!"

Is this a question of time, and it is clearly a question of whether it should be or not.

Qin Yang looked at Xiao Qingmei's sparkling eyes, knowing that she really didn't take this kind of thing to heart, and couldn't help but feel even more distressed in her heart.

And Tong Wanhua was still saying: "Fortunately, I will do this, otherwise I can't help you now!" ”

The girl smiled brightly, and she was really happy that she could help.

Qin Yang's lips moved, and he wanted to speak and stopped, and he was full of emotions for a while, but he didn't know what to say.

Tong Wanhua didn't think about it so much, and after finishing speaking, she went to wash the onions and shave the ginger, which was orderly.

Qin Yang looked at it for a while, only to feel that his heart was getting softer and softer, and he didn't want to say what he wanted to say before.

He watched quietly for a while, and suddenly felt that this was good.

It's nice that he and Xiao Qingmei can work in the kitchen together and help each other.

Qin Yang couldn't help but smile, threw out all the thoughts in his mind, and began to adjust the slurry water that the tenderloin wanted.

What he didn't know was that Tong Wanhua was really happy.

She was happy to be able to help, and even happier to be able to stay with Qin Yang.

She did have a hard time before because she had to learn how to cook.

At that time, other people's children were at the age when they could be spoiled in their parents' arms, even if they didn't talk about other people's families, they were also pampered by their fathers.

At that time, Yao Lijun worked far away, and she couldn't go home to cook at noon, and Tong Shishinian's school was different from hers, and the school had a canteen.

So in the end, she had to learn to cook her own lunch, otherwise there would be no food to eat, and her father would not keep giving her money for lunch.

And now she has discovered that what she was unwilling to do, or even felt sad, had merit.

She couldn't help but glance at Qin Yang, who was carefully dipping each piece of tenderloin in the slurry water, looking like a chef.

Tong Wanhua couldn't help but smile on her face, and the speed in her hand was faster, and she cut the green onion and ginger in her hand into a suitable size.

Then she looked again, and if she wanted to pickle the fish, she had to find a large and deep bowl, but the bottom was all shallow plates, and when she looked up, she saw that the deep bowls were all placed on the top cabinet.

She should be able to reach it on her tiptoes.

She measured the distance visually, and tiptoed to reach it, but the position was indeed a bit high, and she had to tiptoe to reach a little edge.

She gritted her teeth, and it should be enough to tiptoe higher.

So she propped up the desk with one hand, stood on tiptoe again, and stretched her hand to the longest reach.

This time she did manage to touch the edge of the bowl, but the edge of the bowl was not only cold and hard to the touch, but also warm and soft.

Only then did she feel the undue heat behind her.

Someone was standing behind her.

Tong Wanhua looked up in a daze, and the people behind her just looked at her.

"Want this?"