Chapter 413: Not like a brother and sister, but more like a brother and sister

An Mingji walked up to her, lifted the glasses on the bridge of her nose, and stared at Gu Jin seriously: "I've been watching you lose my mind lately, is something happening?"

I have to say that his hunch is very accurate.

Gu Jin pretended that nothing had happened, she smiled gently, her eyes were calm, and her voice was calm, "What can happen, it's that I'm old, and I always think about the past." ”

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Hearing this, the corners of An Mingji's lips twitched slightly.

He always heard Gu Jin say that he was old, but she was obviously only three years older than him.

The two go out and stand together, and they are always considered to be brother and sister.

That face looks more tender than him, and the other party seems to be living more and more in the past two years.

This is also the reason why he doesn't call the other party's sister and call him by his name now.

Gu Jin couldn't bear the young man's direct gaze, she shifted her gaze, got up and walked towards the kitchen: "Xiao An, it's rare to rest today, what you want to eat, I'll make it for you." ”

"I want to drink pork rib soup. ”

"Okay!"

Looking at the back of the other party walking into the kitchen, An Mingji was a little depressed.

He walked over to the sofa and sat down, touching Duoduo who was lying on the carpet of the sofa.

Inexplicably, she had a premonition that Gu Jin must have something to hide from him, but she just didn't say it.

This feeling made him very powerless, and he thought he was quite useless.

Gu Jin didn't know the troubles of the teenager.

She walked into the kitchen, took out the ribs she bought yesterday from the refrigerator, and put them in clean water to soak.

Find corn and carrots and cut them into pieces for later use.

The ribs are kept in the refrigerator, but they don't need to be soaked for too long.

She put the pot on the stovetop, turned on the fire, and poured in the water.

When the water in the pot is hot, pour in all the spare ribs and remove the blood and floating skin.

After the meat is half-cooked, take it out, then put it in a casserole, pour enough water at a time, add ginger, understanding, salt, then pour the cut corn and carrots into it, and then cover the casserole.

Next, it needs to be cooked for an hour.

Thinking of the saltwater shrimp that Liu Quan had sent to Wanhai a few days ago, Gu Jin walked to the bucket in the corner of the kitchen.

It contained half a bucket of brine shrimp.

She used a colander to hold two spoonfuls, about a pound or so.

Wash these brine shrimp and set them aside.

Cut the ginger into thin strips and the green onion into sections.

Turn on the fire on the stove, pour water into the pot, put the salted shrimp, put the ginger shreds, and then put the green onion segments after the water boils, and add an appropriate amount of salt.

Once the water is boiling again, just serve the brine shrimp.

The brine shrimp are put into small pots and placed on the table.

Next, Gu Jin stuffed the rice again and fried a vegetarian dish, sour and hot shredded potatoes.

The carrot corn rib soup in the kitchen has spread an enticing flavor.

Gu Jin looked at the time, it was exactly an hour.

She brought the soup out, put it on the table, cleaned the stove, and then took off her apron and walked out of the kitchen.

"Xiao An, it's time to eat!"

"Got itβ€”"

An Mingji, who had not moved in the living room, lazily responded.

Walking out of the kitchen and seeing the situation on the sofa, Gu Jin raised his eyebrows slightly.

I saw the young man leaning lazily on the sofa, his shoesless feet, stepping on Duoduo lying on the carpet.

Duoduo kept turning over, biting the boy's foot from time to time, and having fun by himself.

Looking at the boy sitting on the sofa, he didn't have any hope of playing with it at all, just to put his feet on his back and feel comfortable.

Gu Jin walked over: "Xiao An, don't always bully Duoduo." ”

"I didn't. ”

An Mingji raised his feet and put on the slippers on the side, his voice mixed with grievances.