Cooking lunch is a piece of cake for Song Yingwan. Although Liu Wenjun has been cooking for so many years, he really has no talent in this area and his level is just average. Now I see Song Yingwan taking it. The difference can be seen by comparing the posture of the knife.
So later on, Liu Wenjun helped out, and within a short time, five dishes and one soup were ready.
When the food was served, Xie Jianjun and Xie Zetian were both surprised for a moment. They knew Liu Wenjun's cooking skills best, and there was no doubt who made this meal.
After tasting it, although several people said nothing, they picked up the food much faster.
Xie Zetian glanced at Xie Ci with an unclear meaning. His silly brother was lucky. It seemed that he didn't have to worry about him starving to death in the future.
After finishing the meal, Liu Wenjun smiled and said, "Wanwan's cooking is really good. I haven't had such delicious food in a long time."
Song Yingwan curled her eyes and smiled, and said softly, "I can also make some home-cooked dishes, as long as you like it."
Liu Wenjun said, "This is not home-cooked food. The cooking skills are almost as good as those of the chefs in state-owned restaurants."
Song Yingwan said, "I just treat it as a hobby. After a long time, I will know what to do."
Xie Jianjun nodded in agreement, "This is a good hobby."
Liu Wenjun thought about other meanings and glanced at him, "Are you dissatisfied with the food I cooked?"
Xie Jianjun choked and said dryly, "I never said that."
Liu Wenjun looked at him sideways and said in a bad tone, "I'll bear with you if you're not satisfied. If you want to eat something delicious, you can do it yourself."
Xie Jianjun didn't speak anymore. Based on his experience over the years, it was best to shut up now.
Liu Wenjun looked at the enviable couple sitting next to each other in front of him, and then thought about how bad his son was. He felt angry again, and began to attack indiscriminately, "Both father and son are not easy to worry about!"
Xie Zetian, who was shot innocently, "..."
This was the first time she came to someone else's house to encounter this scene. Song Yingwan was a little restless and unconsciously moved to Xie Ci.
He had seen this scene of thanking everyone since he was a child, and had long been accustomed to it, but he didn't expect that there would be unexpected benefits today. There was a smile in his eyes, and then he put an arm on the back of the sofa behind Song Yingwan, showing a kind of The possessive gesture brought the two people closer together.
As soon as he finished doing this, he looked up and saw Xie Zetian looking at him with a smile but not a smile, with amusement in his eyes.
Xie Ci narrowed his eyes and said warmly in the next second, "Auntie, my cooking skills are actually very good now. I will let you try my cooking some other time."
Liu Wenjun became even more angry when he heard this, "Xie Zetian, look at your brother, Xiaoci is married now and can still cook. When can you save me some trouble!"
Xie Zetian secretly grinded his teeth and said without emotion, "Mom, if you really want to eat it, I will make it for you tonight."
Liu Wenjun hated that iron could not become steel, "Is it the food I'm thinking of you cooked?"
Xie Zetian stopped talking and looked at the sky and the earth but not at her.
But in my heart, I made a note of gratitude.
He didn't care about the thank you. The two of them had been playing tricks like this since they were young, and they still enjoyed it.
On the way back, Song Yingwan shook the arm of the person next to him, "I suddenly realized that you are also quite dishonest."
Xie Ci walked leisurely, "What should I say?"
Song Yingwan curled up the corners of her lips and said, "Don't think I can't tell that you just deliberately provoked my aunt--"
He thanked me with a slight nod and said, "Then do you like me to be honest, or do you like me to be dishonest?"
Song Yingwan tilted her head to look at him and said angrily, "I don't even like it."
The longer they got along with Song Yingwan, the more she realized that he was not as gentle and gentle as he appeared on the surface. From time to time, he would say a few words to tease her, but she didn't know what the bad taste was.
Xie Ci met her eyes and said with a smile, "That's it..."
Suddenly he added, "Then I'll be at a disadvantage. After all... I like Wanwan no matter what she looks like."
Song Yingwan blushed again, and even her ears were numb. Why did this man say anything regardless of the occasion?
She whispered, "Stop talking. What if someone hears you later?"
In a place like this, she always felt that someone could give her an ideological education lesson on the spot.
Xie Ci grew up here and naturally had no scruples. Seeing Song Yingwan's shy look, he wanted to tease her even more. He reluctantly stopped his laughter and said calmly, "Can't you tell me? But I still want to kiss her." what would you do?"
Song Yingwan choked slightly when he heard the words, blushed even more, and said word by word, "What should I do? Cold salad!"
"You can think about it here, I'll go back first." After saying that, he quickly turned around and walked away.
She left her words of thanks and stood there without understanding the meaning of what she said, but he could still understand the last sentence.
Seeing that he was about to make the person anxious, Xie Ci's face became serious and he followed the person back.
There is still a lot of time in the evening anyway.
After returning home, Grandma Xie and Grandpa Xie had just returned from a walk outside. Grandma Xie was happy when she saw these two people, "Why don't you sit down for a while and come back?"
Song Yingwan smiled and said, "I want to come back and spend time with my grandparents."
The main reason is that he wants Xie Ci to come back and accompany them. They will also go back in a few days. .
Grandma Xie smiled and rolled her eyes after hearing this, but she still said, "We have nothing to do with you. Let Xiaoci take you out for a walk tomorrow. Young people should go out more often."
Grandpa Xie also said, "That's it, let Xiao Ci take you there tomorrow and buy two more clothes."
Then he turned to thank him and said, "You can take Wanwan there tomorrow and buy more."
Xie Ci said with a smile on his face, "I know."
A few people talked to themselves and settled the matter, without giving Song Yingwan a chance to speak. She felt very warm when she looked at these two old people. They seemed to be very good to her from the beginning, whether they were right or not. Because of the thank you, this good thing was all due to her, and she was very grateful.
It's like everything that was lost in the past has come back in another way.
Song Yingwan had a smile on her face, "Thank you, grandparents."
Before Grandpa Xie and Grandma Xie spoke, Xie Ci looked at her and said, "Don't you want to thank me?"
Song Yingwan's ears suddenly became hot and she stared at him speechless.
Grandma Xie smiled and thanked her, "That's your wife. Isn't it right for you to buy it? What else can I say thank you for!"
The corners of Xie Ci's lips deepened and he said softly, "Grandma taught me a lesson."
Song Yingwan was also satisfied, pulled Grandma Xie and said, "Grandma Xie is still kind to me."
After a moment of silence, he added, "Grandpa, too."
Grandpa Xie said with a straight face, "If he says such stupid things in the future, you tell me and I will teach him a lesson."
Song Yingwan glanced at the thank you with a smile and said, "Okay."
