Chapter 1260

After dinner, everyone entered the dining room and took their seats.

Gu Xinyan sat next to Zheng Yihua, the two of them looked at each other and smiled, as if nothing had happened before, and they didn't even look at Qingfeng's mother and son opposite.

Li Zhiming still had a sloppy look, and he was lazy when he stood up to toast the old man and Shao Bing.

The elders of the Shao family seem to be used to his style. When he was a child, he grew up around Mr. Shao and the old lady. The old lady loved him very much when she was alive, so he developed this arrogant habit. .

Since he moved out of Shao's compound, he can count on one hand the number of times he has visited the old man in the past few years.

Therefore, the old man was very happy to see him today. He was afraid that everyone would have opinions on him, so he deliberately said on the table: "Zhiming, you haven't come back for a long time to eat, let's see if these dishes are still to your taste. I like them a lot." Eat some."

Complacent, Li Zhiming raised his head and glanced arrogantly at Zheng Yihua who was opposite him, then raised his wine glass and tapped on the table, without standing up, he said lightly——

"Thank you grandpa, these dishes are okay, but they don't have the stewed pork vermicelli that I like to eat."

"Pork stewed vermicelli?" The old man was slightly surprised, as if the family didn't often eat this dish.

Fu Shumin's face changed slightly when she heard this, she remembered that her son returned to this home four years ago and made this dish specially for Gu Xinyan.

Now Li Zhiming asked, do you want your son to cook this dish for him?

"Yes, Dad, the year before last I took Zhiming to a friend's house, and my friend made a stewed pork vermicelli, he liked it." Qingfeng said hastily, and took a special look at Zheng Yihua.

The mother and son cooperated really well, and Fu Shumin bumped into her husband gently under the table.

Shao Bing turned his head to look at her, and for a moment he didn't think of the dish his son made for his wife...

After hearing this, the old man said, "Then I'll let the chef do it." Then, he waved to the butler, signaling him to go to the kitchen to give orders.

Li Zhiming immediately raised his hand, "Grandpa, can our chef make this authentic pork stewed vermicelli made by country people?"

Shao Junfei looked at Li Zhiming, whose eyes and lips were slightly slanted, with a smug expression on his face. Before the old man could respond, he suddenly said to Li Zhiming, "Do you want my elder brother to do it for you?"

"Huh?" Li Zhiming blinked in surprise, "Can your elder brother know how to cook this dish? Why didn't I know? Besides, he's not a countryman either."

These words immediately reminded Shao Bing. He glanced at the eldest son whose expression gradually changed, his handsome eyes were filled with anger, and he slammed his chopsticks on the table...

"Whoever doesn't want to eat, just leave me!"

One sentence shook the restaurant three times. Zheng Yanan subconsciously held Yao Susu's hand. Yao Susu opened her mouth wide and looked at Commander Shao in surprise.

Li Zhiming shrank his neck, lowered his eyes, and picked up the shrimp meat on the plate in front of him with the chopsticks.

Gu Xinyan was very calm, she stood up and said to her father-in-law: "Dad, don't be angry, isn't it just a bowl of pork stewed vermicelli, I can make it."

"Xinyan." Zheng Yihua took her hand.

Gu Xinyan smiled slightly, "Brother, you accompany everyone to eat slowly, I will go to the kitchen, and I will make something for Zhiming soon."

Qingfeng's face was ugly, she wanted to refuse, but the old man waved his hand, agreeing to Gu Xinyan's action, so he pursed his lips and stopped making a sound.

Gu Xinyan did it very quickly, and she came out in half an hour. However, what she brought was not a big bowl, but a plate, which was placed steaming hot in front of Li Zhiming.

Look at the color, it is shiny, the meat is meat, the vermicelli is vermicelli, and there are chopped green onions sprinkled on it, and the smell is fragrant, very attractive to eat.

Li Zhiming moved his throat, as if he couldn't resist its temptation.

I eat delicacies from mountains and seas all the year round, and eat them exquisitely. Now it looks like a very ordinary home-cooked dish, which really makes people want to eat it.

Shao Junfei sniffed and shouted, "Sister-in-law, that's why you make such a small dish? Do we have anything to eat? It's so delicious."

"Junfei, next time my sister-in-law will cook for you alone, and I will make you a big bowl, but you can't eat this plate today, it's for guests."

guest……

When this word came out of Gu Xinyan's mouth, Qingfeng was really uncomfortable. Although she was kicked out of the Shao family compound a few years ago, her noble status has not changed!

The old man is still alive, and she and her son grew up here, so why did they become "guests"?

Just as she was about to speak, the old man smiled and pointed at Li Zhiming, "Zhiming, you see that your sister-in-law has prepared it for you, you can eat it quickly."

"Yeah, eat it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold." Fu Shumin, the head of the family who had been silent all this time, also spoke.

Gu Xinyan smiled slightly, "That's right, it doesn't taste good when it's cold, you eat slowly, I'll go back to my seat."

"Wait!" Li Zhiming said, picked up a pair of new chopsticks from the table and handed them to Gu Xinyan beside him, "Take a bite first."

Zheng Yihua narrowed her eyes, and immediately stood up angrily, "Li Zhiming, do you think everyone is like you hiding ghosts in their hearts?"

Li Zhiming twitched the corner of his lower lip, his arrogance continued, "I didn't mean that, your wife cooks hard, I also want to express my gratitude, let her have a taste first, I can't eat the pork vermicelli on this plate, right? ?”

"That's right, Zhiming, you did the right thing." Qingfeng hurriedly agreed, nodding her head and said, "To be a human being, you must know how to be grateful. You did a good job this time, and my mother supports it."

But who didn't know that Li Zhiming was afraid of death?

He did this unless he was afraid that Gu Xinyan would put some "poison" in the dish and let her taste it first.

Shao Bing's hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly. If the old man hadn't been sitting here, he would have thought of driving the mother and son away.

Looking at his eldest son distressedly, he waved his hand, "Ye'er, your wedding is coming soon, don't argue with him, sit down, sit down."

Zheng Yihua loosened her clenched fist slightly, and glanced at the woman she loved.

Gu Xinyan smiled at him calmly, "Husband, since Zhiming said he was thanking me, then I have to accept it, anyway, I made it, I know whether it is good or not, don't worry, I will now Cooking."

After she finished speaking, she winked at Zheng Yihua meaningfully.

Zheng Yihua's brows relaxed, and she sat down again.

Gu Xinyan then took the chopsticks, "Then I will accept Li Zhiming's thanks, and I will try a couple of bites first."

She picked up another small bowl, took two chopsticks into it, and then stood there and ate...

Everyone stared at her, only to see that she gracefully picked up the vermicelli and stuffed it into Hong Hong's mouth, her clear eyes were slightly squinted, and Mi Rongxing also called out, "Mom, I want to eat it too." .”

Gu Xinyan finished eating the vermicelli in two big gulps, took the napkin handed over by the servant, wiped her mouth, and said with a smile: "I never expected that my cooking skills would improve so quickly, brother, let me tell you the truth." , my fever this time is much better than your last time."

Zheng Yihua pursed her lips and smiled, seeing a trace of mystery in his wife's eyes.

"Thanks a lot."