Chapter 31

At noon that day, Song Xi left the hospital and went back to Cuicheng mountain villa. Georges Sheng said that if it went well for three days, that is to say, she had to go to Yizhou for at least three days. She packed up a few sets of summer clothes. Because she didn't know what would happen there, she brought two different styles of dresses. She thought that no matter what occasion, she would never be ready to grind her gun.

After all the cleaning, Song Xi sat by the bed, his stomach was in chaos, accompanied by a clear grunt, and looked at the time. It was more than two o'clock in the afternoon. If he was in the hospital, he would be so hungry after lunch for more than an hour.

Downstairs, came to the kitchen, kitchen table flowers from the lily into a red rose, a look is someone to clean up.

Song Xi opens the refrigerator door and looks inside. On the front are all kinds of famous beers and drinks. One bottle of lucid is equal to three bottles of Maotai, and one bottle of mix is more than 700 yuan. It is said that one bottle is equal to 60 high-quality apples; The side is filled with Yiyun mineral water.

There is everything in this villa, but there is no water fountain, because Georgeson only drinks bottled water and has to turn it on by himself, just like who is going to poison him.

Song Xi grew up in a state of luxury, but compared with Georges Sheng, there is an inexplicable difference between pirated and genuine editions.

Close the refrigerator door, Song Xi can't drink enough water. She looks for other places in the kitchen, but she finds a small bag of flour. When she sees the flour, the first thing in Song Xi's mind is pimple soup. She sees tomatoes and eggs in the special refrigerator for vegetables, so she can make a pan of pimple soup.

This series of ideas formed in an instant, not controlled by Song Xi's personal will, but the joy of finding food did not last more than three seconds, because the only food she could do and did well would make her think of an unhappy person.

Think of that person, Song Xi immediately don't even want to eat.

The brain is stubborn, but the stomach is honest, and there is a call of hunger. Song Xi is not a hungry man. If he is hungry, he has to eat immediately, or he will find hypoglycemia soon.

No longer hesitating, she cut open the flour bag, took a slightly larger bowl out, and stirred the flour into small lumps with chopsticks under the small water flow of the tap. She didn't look like a person who couldn't cook, but in fact, the only thing she could do was this.

After all, she had done it countless times and was praised by others, so she became more and more energetic. Now, even if she didn't do it for several years, once she started, all the steps seemed to be printed in her mind.

When the pimples are well mixed, Song Xi heats up the pot again, fry the persimmon, and then add water. When the water boils, put the pimples in. After the water boils again, lie down with a poached egg.

The Geda soup in the frying pan is very simple. She can make it at the level of tiancanshou. A bowl of red Geda soup comes out with a round white poached egg on it. He has an appetite. But Song Xi holds chopsticks, but all of a sudden he has no appetite. He even stops eating a lot.

For three years, she has never been able to calm the face, even a bowl of pimple soup can not be calm to eat.

Just as he was shaking the gods, there was a sound of opening the door outside. Song Xi was stunned and went out from the kitchen to have a look.

Georges Sheng appeared at the gate. He was changing his shoes, followed by Yuanbao. The three people and six eyes were opposite. Naturally, Song Xi said hello first, "how can you come back at this time?"

George Sheng stepped forward, sat down on the sofa, always cold, "pack up."

Yuanbao then walks in, nods to Song Xi, and steps upstairs.

Song Xi didn't plan to chat with him. He turned around and wanted to leave. George Sheng suddenly asked, "what did you buy?"

"Well?" Song Xi looks back at him.

George Sheng asked again, "did you buy food?"

After a little meal, Song Xi said, "Oh, no, I cooked some pimple soup."

George Sheng looks at Song Xi with strange and meaningful eyes. At first, Song Xi is still confused, but then he thinks of the two dark dishes she cooked last night, and he thinks that she is lying.

She quickly explained: "I can only make pimple soup, you like to eat sweet and sour things, I will not do."

Without saying a word, Georges Sheng's ears are empty and his eyes are real. He gets up and goes to the kitchen. Song Xi follows him with a little apprehension.

When he entered the kitchen, the strong fragrance became more obvious. George Sheng looked at the soup on the table and glanced at the used cooking board and pot. It seemed that it was really made at home.

Song Xi is not stupid. Georges Sheng shows obvious interest. She can't say: I'll eat first, you're busy.

She could only politely say: "have you eaten yet?"

Sure enough, Georgeson said, "No."

Song Xi said, "I haven't moved this bowl. If you don't like it, eat it first."

"No," Georgeson said

Song Xi whispered, really afraid of her medicine, but then George Sheng said: "you do two more."

Song Xi couldn't help but look at Georges Sheng. Georges Sheng also calmly looked back at her and said, "do more."

With that, he turned away.

Poor Song Xi, who was still here last night and disliked by him, was called to work as a cook again today. She just said politely, OK?

It turns out that George Sheng said good is good.

Yuanbao quickly came down from the stairs with Georges' suitcase. Seeing Georges sitting at the dining table smoking, he said in a voice, "brother Sheng, you've packed up. You haven't had lunch yet. Why don't you go to have dinner first?"

Georgeson raised his chin to indicate the direction of the kitchen. "She's doing it."

Yuanbao was also surprised, but he soon put down his suitcase and said, "let me see if I can help you."

George Sheng did not stop, I do not know is serious or joking said: "help or not, don't let her poison."

Yuanbao stands at the kitchen door and knocks at the door. Seeing Song Xi turning back, he politely but humbly says, "Miss Song, what can I do for you?"

Song Xi doesn't have any sense of good or bad about Yuanbao. In fact, she can understand George Sheng's bad attitude from time to time, so at this time, facing a person who asked for help, she replied with a smile: "no, it's very simple. It's going to be ready right away."

George Sheng asked him to watch, but Yuanbao didn't dare to go, so he kept a few meters away from Song Xi, waiting.

Song Xi took two white porcelain bowls with a diameter larger than the palm of his hand, and filled a large portion on one side. The kitchen was full of delicious smell.

Yuanbao goes to pick it up. Song Xi hands him a bowl, and he takes it out to George Sheng.

When he came back again, Song Xi handed him another bowl. Yuanbao said, "your bowl is cold. Take some hot food. Give me that bowl."

Song Xi did not expect that he would say so. For a moment, he was not sure whether it was an accident or a move. He raised his lips and said with a smile, "it's OK. I'm not afraid to eat cold."

While they were talking, Georges Sheng's voice came from the dining room, "be polite for a while, no one needs to eat hot food."