Chapter 1383

Turning around, Ji Qianyu ran back to the kitchen.

"Ah ~"

he raised his hand, and Feng Yiting could not help shaking his head. I took an egg tart and took a bite. The rich sweet smell of red beans has a different taste:

well, it's really good!

In fact, everyone has their own strengths, just like her kitchen work is not so good, but the western style cake and snacks are very good!

at this time, my husband puts down the cover of the turnip bowl and looks at it with a smile This is -

"husband, your favorite crucian carp soup. I add white radish to replenish qi. It's best in autumn and winter." Pick up the spoon, Ji Qianyu help him fill a bowl:

"drink while it's hot, try it quickly ~"

she has practiced this dish for a long time! I don't know how many fish are wasted. Now that I can make this dish successfully, Ji Qianyu still has a great sense of achievement in his heart.

As soon as she put down the bowl, her hand was grabbed: "what's wrong with your hand?"

"It's OK ~"

suddenly, Ji Qianyu hides behind him and pulls out again: there are several intermittent scratches on the back of Bai Nen's hand, and there are obvious hot spots on one side:

is this the ground scratched by fish and splashed by oil or boiling water?

The sight of a meeting, Feng Yiting distressed and scolded eyes fell in the past, Ji Qianyu face can't help but blush a bit: "really OK! Husband, try it quickly ~ "

she does it very carefully! Moreover, she thinks that now the taste can be controlled to 78 points, at least not hard to swallow, and now she can wash the fish very clean, just look at the Milky soup color!

Unconsciously, the corner of Ji Qianyu's eye also raised a trace of satisfaction, but after all, it's not a familiar job for her, and it can't help leaving traces.

After seeing her white, Feng Yiting first went to find a scald ointment and wiped her arm:

"don't you know the pain? Yuer, in fact, you don't have to do this. I'm marrying a wife, not a nanny. Besides, there is no shortage of nannies in our family. You just need to do what you like. I won't love you less because you're not good at cooking, and I won't look at any woman more because she's proficient in cooking - "

otherwise, wouldn't he marry a cook?

Although he had been uncomfortable, he never disliked her!

"I know! But I want to do something for you She doesn't want to be compared too shabby! She wanted him to know how grateful she was.

"Anyway, this meal is all made by myself. I fried the eggs, I accompanied the cucumbers, I roasted the roast duck, and now it's hot, and I made the soup!"

Holding his hand, Ji Qian said: "although it's a little bit crude -"

as soon as her eyes droop, she can't help sighing. Feng Yiting's words of comfort haven't come out yet, but her words suddenly change:

"but who let you marry me?"

The implication is that you choose your own way and accept it!

With a puff, Feng Yiting couldn't help laughing: she thought she was lost and unhappy!

This naughty guy!

Raising his hand, he shaved her nose: "yes, I have a thousand choices. I have to be loved and pampered."

"Hee hee, let's go! I'll serve the staple food and drink! "

Raising his hand, Ji Qianyu points to the orange juice warming in the hot water, and Feng Yiting goes to get the drink. Ji Qianyu has already brought out two bowls of soft glutinous rice which is not rice or porridge.

As soon as you look at the soft things in the bowl, you don't need to ask Feng Yiting to understand:

it means that there is too much water for cooking rice, so it looks like rice, and the timing is not formed. It's porridge, and you can't see any soup. The only thing is the purity and fragrance of white rice.

Just, how can a bowl be pure white and a bowl be red?

As soon as Feng Yiting's eyes fell, Ji Qianyu's face turned red again with embarrassment:

"husband, if you eat too much at night, it's easy to get fat, but it's not easy to digest. We'll take this as our staple food today Thick rice porridge! I cook it specially. It's very fragrant and soft. Do you want it sweet? I tripped over brown sugar. It's delicious

Push a cup of drink in the past, seal a ting Mou bottom of smile and deepen a few minutes: "well, you are smart, then a person half!"

This little woman is really exquisite, a failed work, and she can make up a flower ~

afterwards, Ji Qianyu divided the rice porridge and rice in two bowls, half red and half white for one person, which makes her look more beautiful:

"or is her husband smart, so that she can eat both kinds of rice porridge and rice. Why didn't she think of that just now? It's better to have some red dates next time! "Push past, two people started.

I don't hate fish, but I don't like it very much. In fact, Ji Qianyu doesn't eat much. She prefers fried or processed fish soup without fishy smell. She doesn't like fish soup, which is fresh. But on this day, the food she cooked was really poor. With her cooking skills, she scooped a big bowl with some radishes Prepare to accompany Feng Yiting to eat some.

In fact, she doesn't know that Feng Yiting doesn't like this dish very much. Crucian carp soup is Ding Ruoxue's favorite. They don't like it. At this moment, they can't export it because of their own reasons. Ji Qianyu thinks that marriage should be tolerant, including drinking and eating habits. Feng Yiting is too afraid of spoiling her mind, so he reluctantly scoops it up A large bowl, is intended to hold the breath down!

After all kinds of psychological preparation, he tasted it. Unexpectedly, it tasted delicious and mild, which was no less than the taste in memory. Looking up, he was obviously shocked:

"well done, almost catching up with the chef! I didn't expect you to have this skill? "

I know that she is attentive, but I don't know how much work she has done behind her back, how much make a fool of herself and how long she has howled in the kitchen.

But at this moment, after hearing his praise, Ji Qianyu really forgot everything that had happened. His eyes were full of happiness and happiness:

"husband, do you look down on me? I also graduated from a regular university - "

No, can't she learn yet?

After rolling a roast duck cake, Ji Qianyu took a big bite: "mm-hmm, it's delicious. The boss really didn't cheat me ~"

pointed and stuffed it into his mouth. Ji Qianyu quickly rolled another one and wrapped it in an oily duck skin. He didn't dip it in chili sauce, and then handed it to Feng Yiting.

Just about to reach out, he turned around, but he leaned forward and bit directly. They chatted about home and had a warm dinner.

At the end of the day, most of the fish in the fish soup was eaten, and all the dishes were not wasted. After eating the last mouthful of brown sugar rice cake, Feng Yiting was surprised that he was satisfied with all the dishes:

"the rice porridge with less soup is much sweeter than rice!"

When she got up, Ji Qianyu conveniently cleaned up the bowl: "hee hee, I'll do better next time --"

she had a lot of food for this meal. When she came back to her room in the evening, Ji Qianyu felt sad, and her stomach ached from time to time, which made her very uncomfortable.

After pouring two large glasses of warm water, she still wondered: what's the matter? Is the cold cucumber and pepper put too much, the stomach just burn flustered?

Or is there something wrong?

The first time I cook, I won't spoil him, will I?

Has been quietly observing the trend of Feng Yiting, because I'm not sure, I don't know if it's my own illusion, Ji Qianyu didn't dare to say much.

When she lay down at night, seeing that he was all right, she didn't take it to heart, so she let herself sleep.

Happy life is always so close, and then successive days, as in the past, two people are busy, but also absorb each other's warmth, enjoying the simplest and most ordinary every day.

Every other night, Ji Qianyu will make time to cook a pot of crucian carp soup, sometimes tofu crucian carp soup, sometimes radish, sometimes tomato, sometimes Chinese yam and wolfberry. She has tried all kinds of collocations, thinking that she can change more patterns, but basically she can only make this dish, and the others are given to her The chef at home, she doesn't want to abuse her stomach.

Two people's time, whether quiet or hot, overflowing, is an extremely beautiful atmosphere.

That day, after dinner, Ji Qianyu squatted in the bathroom for a long time: have you caught a cold recently? How to always have diarrhea?

She came out and took two more bags of medicine.

Time is not good!

Usually a box of medicine can solve the problem. How can it work this time?

It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it's always a little uncomfortable. After taking medicine and drinking some hot water, she ran to bed early.

Back in the room, what Feng Yiting saw was such a scene. He sat down by the bed and touched her forehead: "what's the matter? Is there something wrong? "

Why did you climb to bed early today? Usually this point, she is not in the computer next to the cat nest, right?

No matter how clean a pet is in a private bedroom, especially at night, he doesn't like it. After talking about her several times, he can't bear that she likes it. Moreover, the cat seems to be sensible and seldom runs to the area where they live. Recently, it only nests on the cushion, sofa and cat nest prepared for it. Occasionally, it breaks the rules and roars one or two times, and then it goes away Moving back, slowly, the cat has not been out, he is used to it!

Looking at her circle of friends, she often sends out a little cat news. What she shows is the brightness and warmth of motherhood. Feng Yiting likes her very much and accepts the fact that the balcony has become a cat nest.

The servant was diligent in cleaning, but he couldn't beat her, so he muddled along!