When Fang Jin went back to her residence from her grandfather's study, Lin Jing and her family had not come home. They were playing soft music and drinking their champagne on a green lawn in front of the house, which formed two sharp contrasts with their mood.
"You're back. We've been waiting for you to come back! What did grandfather tell you? How do you look unhappy? Is the work too busy to accompany little Mu Nan grandfather angry Lin Jing saw that Fang Jin was depressed. As her best friend for more than ten years, she immediately saw that something was wrong with her and went up to her ear to ask.
"This Yes, it's because of this, but it's OK. I'll try not to make the schedule so full in the future, so I can have time to accompany little Mu Nan. " Fang Jin really worried that when she didn't think of any good words to explain to him, she followed her words.
"That's true, so is my grandfather. The nature of your work is very special. Which young people don't work hard now? Do they still want to be young grannies at home like in the old days? "
"Well, well, don't say any more. My grandfather is also thinking about the growth of little Mu Nan. It's always good for me to spend more time with my children. His meaning is to let me reduce my workload, not to let me come home and not allow me to go out to work again. "
"What are you chatting about over there? Come here! Elder sister-in-law, my elder brother, he's watching us play upstairs. It's too hi. He can't help coming down to join in the fun. Come and play together. " Here and Lin Jing haven't talked for a second, Chen ling'er is calling them at that end.
"All right, all right, I'm coming." Fang Jin quickly sorted out the messy mood in her heart, and then walked towards the crowd.
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"It takes 30 minutes for red rice to boil, and then add longan and peanuts..." Fang Jin read the recipe on her mobile phone and did it.
Well, it looks very simple. I don't think it's very complicated to operate. Although I can't cook, it doesn't seem that it's very difficult to cook porridge. I can try it myself. So Fang Jin started this noisy morning.
By the way, where is the rice at home? I'm the hostess of my family. I don't know where to put all the things that are made by other people. I just can't find them.
Finally, when taking out a bag of rice from the overhead cupboard, the noodles in the cupboard fell to the ground and covered the floor.
Oh, forget it. I'll clean up later. Anyway, everything is difficult at the beginning!
Fang Jin comforted herself, then began to panning rice, opened fire, and put the rice in the water.
Wait, this recipe doesn't say how much water to put in
Porridge is too thin, but it's not good, so you can't put too much water in it. Just cover the rice. Yes, it must be. Fang Jin admired herself when she thought that.
But half an hour later, her screams wake up Chen Moxuan, who is still sleeping, and little Mu Nan.
"What's the matter? What's the matter? " After hearing his wife's scream, Chen Moxuan wakes up from sleep. Don't even have time to wear shoes. Hurry downstairs.
"My God, what did you do? Come here quickly, don't touch the lid, or you'll get burned. " Chen Moxuan rushed forward to turn off the fire, and then drove Fang Jin out of the kitchen.
"Did I make a bad meal? You want to do it yourself? That was a pressure cooker just now! Do you know how dangerous it is if you force it open. That's true As soon as Chen Moxuan thought of the scene just now, he was still in a cold sweat.
"I It's not... " Fang Jin was also frightened. Just now the pressure cooker was steaming, but the air pressure inside was too high. She fell off the stove. The fire was still on, and she didn't dare to walk over.
"You tell me what you want to eat. I'll make it for you. How can I start it by myself? It's really not good at all. Come here and let me see if it hurts." Chen Moxuan said while checking whether Fang Jin's hand was injured.
"It's not hurt. I made porridge in that pot. Please beat it down and see if you can eat it." Fang Jin is only concerned about the porridge in his pot. He doesn't want to make the porridge he cooked in the morning so useless.
"I don't have any common sense of life. The pressure cooker needs to be opened after the gas is released. Go ahead and wait for a while."
"Dad, I'm hungry."
"OK, OK, just stand at the door and don't come in. I'll clean up the mess your mother made. You can go there and play with your mother. "
Chen Moxuan wants to cry without tears. He just comforts his wife and comes into the kitchen to clean up the noodles and flour falling on the ground, as well as the rice dates scattered all over the ground. But my son came to tell me that he was hungry, and I had to speed up the cleaning up, and I had to be busy cooking for him.
He has a feeling that he has become a housewife
"Wife, don't you have to read the script today? I clearly remember that you took on a new play. According to your previous character of desperate Sanniang, you should be reading the script now! " Chen Moxuan looks at his wife Fang Jin for no reason. After a morning's flying chicken and dog dance, this woman is now sitting on the sofa very leisurely, looking at herself in a daze. Yes, she is looking at the sun in a daze."Script, I'll arrange my own time to read it. You don't have to worry about me. You're busy with yourself. I'm brewing to accept your emotions now." Fang Jin lowered her head and took a sip of coffee. Just now, she was really fascinated by Chen Moxuan. Looking at Chen Moxuan now, he always thinks of what his grandfather said to him last night.
There are so many haze people in her heart, but she still needs to warm herself. Fang Jin thinks that she is so lucky that she must have saved the whole galaxy in her last life. In this life, she met Chen Moxuan.
"That's good, but if you feel bored, I'll accompany you out for a walk. Don't just sit there and don't talk. Looking at me like this makes me feel that I don't make you happy?"
Chen Moxuan worked for a while. Although it's Sunday, he still has some work to deal with. Even if he doesn't go to the company, he will have to work. It's just that he still feels strange when his wife looks at him like this. He always feels like he has done something wrong, or he has something to say to himself, which is brewing.
"I don't feel bored. I'm old and married. I'm looking at you. Why do you still feel uncomfortable. Really, I'll read the script. "
Fang Jin picked up her script and began to read it. But in the process of reading it, Yu Guang from the corner of her eyes also swept Chen Moxuan from time to time. She was stunned when she looked at it. She thought that her grandfather had told her about his past, and she was very unhappy.