It was already past nine o'clock in the morning. Grandma Xie put away the newspaper in her hand and said, "Are you hungry? What you ate this morning were small wontons. The shrimp stuffing was fresh and fragrant. I'll cook it for you." bowl."
Song Yingwan quickly stopped her, "No, I'll just have lunch together later."
It was really awkward for her to sit and eat by herself, so she simply stopped eating. She wasn't very hungry anyway.
Grandma Xie said with a straight face, "How can you not eat breakfast? Three meals a day are indispensable. Don't rely on your youth to not eat well. You will have a lot of physical problems when you get older."
When Song Yingwan heard these words, she suddenly felt very familiar, and vaguely remembered that her grandma always talked to her like this before.
After a pause, she spoke, "I..."
At this time, Xie Ci came in from outside and asked, "What's wrong?"
Song Yingwan sighed and said with a smile, "No, grandma said she would make some wontons for me."
Thank you, "Have you just gotten up?"
She nodded and looked at Grandma Xie's back as she entered the kitchen without saying a word.
Xie Ci took one look at her expression and knew what she was thinking. He chuckled, rubbed her head, and said loudly, "Grandma, I'm hungry too. Please help me cook a bowl."
Grandma Xie poked her head out of the kitchen and said, "I asked you to eat more in the morning and you didn't listen. Do you think you're hungry again now?"
She thanked him with soft eyebrows and said, "Then I will definitely listen to you next time."
Grandma Xie added, "It's okay. Just tell grandma when you want to eat it, and grandma will cook it for you."
Thank you, "Okay."
Without saying a few words of thanks, grandma hurriedly turned around and went back to cooking wontons.
Song Yingwan raised her eyes and looked at him, wondering, "Why did you..."
It was only a few hours before breakfast, and what he said was a little too far-fetched.
Xie Ci looked down at her and said word by word, "I think so."
Song Yingwan curled her lips and smiled, without asking why, she already knew the reason.
The small wontons are cooked very quickly, the skin is as thin as paper, and even more transparent after cooking. The two big bowls are full, which makes people very appetizing.
Song Yingwan didn't feel very hungry at first, but looking at the steaming bowl in front of her, she couldn't help but move her index finger. She couldn't wait to take a bite. The meat filling was delicious and the soup was rich.
Grandma Xie smiled and said, "Is it delicious? This was freshly made this morning."
Song Yingwan said, "It's delicious. I haven't eaten wontons in a long time."
Grandma Xie was even happier, "If it's delicious, eat more. If it's not enough, I'll cook it."
Song Yingwan's smiling face froze, and she quickly said, "That's enough, these will make you full."
She may not be able to finish the bowl in front of her.
Grandma Xie was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable eating, so she sat back and read the newspaper after saying a few words.
Song Yingwan did feel much more relaxed and asked casually, "Why didn't I see you just now?"
After a moment of thanks, he coughed lightly and said, "I'm going out to do some errands."
Song Yingwan didn't pay attention, but looked worried at the big bowl in front of her. She would definitely not be able to finish it, but when she looked up, she saw that the person in front of her had already eaten more than half of it.
She knew Xie Ci's appetite best, and immediately begged in a low voice, "Can you help me eat two?"
She bowed her lower lip in thanks, looked at her bowl and said, "Two?"
The girl wrinkled her nose and said softly, "...A few more are fine."
Xie Ci raised his hand and scratched his brow bone, and said lightly, "Then what's in it for me?"
Song Yingwan frowned, "What's the benefit of this?"
As expected, men don't cherish what they get. She just made a promise to him yesterday, and today she started asking for benefits from her.
The thank you was indifferent, "Yeah--"
Song Yingwan thought about it for a while and decided to solve the problem at hand first.
"Okay, what benefits do you want?"
He smiled and said, "We'll talk about it later in the evening. You owe me first."
Song Yingwan said, "Okay."
It’s not like I’m going to sell her anyway, everything else is easy to talk about.
So in the end, he thanked her and helped her finish about half a bowl. Both of them were very satisfied with the result.
But Song Yingwan still didn't realize the price that half a bowl of wontons would cost her.
After the two of them had eaten, they sat with Grandma Xie for a while, then Xie Xi took Song Yingwan to Xie Jianjun's house for lunch, as agreed yesterday.
Liu Wenjun was busy in the kitchen when he arrived. He smiled after seeing the people coming, "Come in quickly, isn't it cold outside?"
Song Yingwan said softly, "Fortunately, it's much warmer here than Beicheng."
Liu Wenjun said distressedly, "I'm sorry for you."
Song Yingwan shook his head and said with a smile, "But no one works there in winter, so the fire wall in the house is very warm."
At this time, Xie Jianjun and Xie Zetian also came over. Xie Jianjun said in a gentle tone, "Coming?"
Thank you, "Uncle."
Song Yingwan also shouted, "Uncle."
Xie Jianjun was not a talkative person. He only nodded, but his face was still very happy.
Then he said, "Let's talk inside."
Liu Wenjun, "You guys go drink some tea to warm yourself up first, and I'll prepare lunch."
Song Yingwan said quickly, "Auntie, let me come with you, and I will help you."
Liu Wenjun said, "No, just go and sit with Xiao Ci."
Song Yingwan said, "It's okay, I also want to talk to my eldest aunt." Sitting with these men, she might be full without eating or drinking, so she might as well go to the kitchen to cook.
Liu Wenjun then relaxed and said, "Okay, I've heard that you are good at cooking. Today you teach me two tricks." He glanced at Xie Zetian and said, "Don't let people think that I don't cook well all day long."
Xie Zetian frowned slightly and said, "Mom, I didn't say your cooking wasn't delicious. That's what my dad said."
The expression on Xie Jianjun's face could hardly be maintained, "You brat, what are you talking about!"
Liu Wenjun was too lazy to pay attention to them. Both father and son were difficult to serve. "Okay, let's go quickly. Don't delay my cooking."
Song Yingwan had a smile on her face. She thought that Xie Jianjun's family had a steady and calm personality, but she didn't expect that there was such a side.
Xie Ci whispered, "I'll just sit in the living room. If you need anything, just call me."
Song Yingwan nodded slightly, "Okay."
Liu Wenjun smiled and said, "I used to think that Xiaoci couldn't get along with girls, but now it seems that she hasn't met the right person. Look how much she feels sorry for her now."
Xie Zetian stood there with his pockets in his pockets and said calmly, "It's not like you don't know. His mouth has been sweet since he was a child."
Xie Ci's eyes darkened, and he said firmly, "If you don't know how to speak, then don't speak."
Xie Zetian nodded and turned back leisurely.
Song Yingwan suddenly remembered that her grandma had said yesterday that his mouth was very sweet when he was a child, but he didn't know how sweet it was.
Thank you and sighed, then said to Song Yingwan, "Then I'll go over first."
Song Yingwan looked at him with a smile, "Okay."
She then entered the kitchen with Liu Wenjun. After seeing the unevenly thick potato shreds on the cutting board, she suddenly believed the saying that 'cooking is not delicious'.
I'm somewhat glad that I chose to come to the kitchen.
After a pause, he said, "Auntie, let me help you chop the vegetables."
