Chapter 514： I'm afraid of killing you, I won't have a husband by then

"I don't think you're famous," Song Chuyi said coolly, "on the American side, I ask others, almost no one knows you."

"I'm talking about China, China." Chang Qing was very upset.

"China also thinks your fame is common", Song Chuyi continued with cold water: "As far as I know, when you made the headline, it wasn't next to Ruan Yue and Jiang Duoyao. Just because of your fame, every top ten kill Do not enter. "

"I don't talk to you anymore, you don't understand anything", Chang Qing felt insulted, snorted fiercely, turned and looked out the window without looking at him.

Song Chuyi glanced at her eyes, only to see her side face, but to see her mouth squinting from the window, secretly funny, clearing her throat, and whispering: "I'm angry, I spent so much money today, buy With so many things, there is nothing to be satisfied. "

"Listening to you means that you are very dissatisfied with my spending so much money, right?" Chang Qing bulged back, looking at him with a look of jerk.

"No, my wife is happy," Song Chuyi said in a timely manner.

Chang Qing snorted, "Only today I used 30% of my skills."

Song Chuyi understands the proverbial head very much, thinking that when you play ten percent, he is expected to go bankrupt. "Well, today is very hard for you to shop. May I take you to eat delicious food at night?"

"No," Chang Qing thought about shaking his head. "I was a bit tired today. I want to go back and eat your food. After a few days, I wo n’t be able to eat your food, although your taste Ordinary and not so delicious. "

Song Chuyi was still happy in front of her, and a mood of depression rose in the back.

This woman did n’t even touch Yang Chunshui with her fingers, and complained that he did n’t cook well. "I think you have to learn like your two friends. I heard that Ruan Ye is cooking at home, Li Shaobin even cooks. No one touches, Jiang Duoyao and Yan Molun occasionally cook each other. How about you, have you cooked a meal for me? "

Chang Qing's head tilted in distress and thought, "Chu Chu, I don't want to do it for you, I especially want to, but unfortunately, I'm afraid I will kill you, and I won't have a husband by then."

"It doesn't matter, as long as it is made by my wife, I love to eat it", Song Chuyi raised her eyebrows. "I can also teach you, go to the supermarket to buy ingredients now."

"Then let's eat outside," Chang Qing regretted.

"It's too late", Song Chuyi's heart has been decided, and tonight, he must taste his wife's craftsmanship.

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In American supermarkets, Chinese food is of course limited. Song Chuyi asked her what to buy, and Chang Qing sighed. It seems that cooking is inevitable tonight, so I picked a few potatoes, eggs, green beans, red Radish, beef.

After returning home, Song Chuyi helped her cook the meal, and then hugged the bird's nest on the side to supervise. Both father and son looked like smiling.

Chang Qing rolled his eyes, they would look lively.

"You pluck the potato skin first, slice it, you won't be able to cut it even if you shred it," Song Chuyi commanded, and also said to the bird's nest by the way: "Baby, do you mean it?"

The bird's nest grinned.

Chang Qing snorted. "You go out, don't stay by the side, I won't be able to make peace of mind."

"No, I'm afraid you will poison me and poison me to death", Song Chuyi said with a smile: "And my wife cooks for me for the first time, it is a rare and commemorative day. Of course, I must watch carefully and keep it in my heart. .

Chang Qing rolled her eyes.

She now remembered how her grandmother had told her before the banquet.

After you get married, you must put a spoonful of salt in the kitchen and knock down a few more bowls, so that her husband will not let her cook. Even if the craft is good, you must not make the food delicious.

This is how Grandma Yan has been eating Grandpa Yan's craft for decades, but unfortunately, Grandpa Yan died early. When Grandpa Yan died, she grabbed his father's hand and told her to ask Grandma Yan for a nanny to cook for her It is said that he was used to Grandma Yan's life. If he went, no one would cook for Grandma Yan.

Chang Qing was thinking that his eyes were sour, so don't go away and squat on the edge of the trash can to scrape potatoes.

"what happened to you"? Suddenly she became quiet, but Song Chuyi could not adapt.

"I'm peeling potatoes, you go, don't bother me to use my cooking skills," Chang Qing said disgustingly.

Song Chuyi was speechless.

The potato skin was sliced ​​in her hands, and the slice was almost as thick as a finger. Song Chuyi didn't say that she should be cut thin, so that she didn't cut it into her hands.

He supervised the side very well, just let Chang Qing put salt, she shook her hand accidentally and put half a spoonful. Song Chuyi had to let her put more water. After being cooked, Chang Qing went to get the bowl. At that time, he accidentally broke a bowl, then his big watery eyes looked at Song Chuyi helplessly, "My husband, I didn't mean it."

"Okay, I'll sweep it, you can bring the soup up quickly", Song Chuyi put the bird's nest on the stroller and went to find the broom to sweep the debris.

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Chang Qing took the opportunity to add two spoons of salt to the potato soup.

Then he made another scrambled egg, this time adding two spoonfuls of sugar and one spoon of MSG while he wasn't paying attention.

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After the meal was prepared, Song Chuyi observed the dishes made by his wife. The appearance was pretty good. Although it wasn't too good-looking, it was much better than he thought.

When the bowl of potato soup was really ready to drink, he almost sprayed it out, almost salty and dying.

"Chuchu, what's wrong with you?" Chang Qingshui's big eyes looked at him, his face was harmless and simple.

"Did you add more salt, why is it so salty," Song Chuyi said with gritted teeth.

"I accidentally put in more salt, but didn't you let me put in more water? It shouldn't be so salty." Chang Qing pretended to be innocent and gave himself a bowl. It was hard to drink the brows and nose. One piece, "It's really salty, isn't it? Didn't you teach me to make it, Chu Chu, you can't do this cooking".

Song Chuyi didn't look at her, and tried another tomato, which could make the person faint. "Did you put sugar on your back, and the MSG seems to pour a whole pack of MSG?"

"I put it a little bit, I remember my dad told me before that the tomatoes should be sweetened," Chang Qing nodded. "I didn't teach you how to do it. I didn't ask you to put in sugar, what did you do, and how much did you put in?" Song Chuyi can't wait to pierce her little head.

"Well, not much, just two spoonfuls of sugar", Chang Qing continued to look innocent.

"What about MSG?"

"I don't know, it's all in English, and I don't know what English is," Chang Qing pretended to be stupid.

"You mean it, right?" Song Chuyi stared at her.

"Why should I do it on purpose, you are so wronged," Chang Qing said, "I want to eat this dinner, too, you like to eat or not, I will eat it myself".

After speaking, she took a bite of tomatoes, forcing her to spit and lay on her mouthful of rice. After eating, she said to Song Chuyi, "Don't you say that you love to eat as long as I make it?"

Song Chuyi frowned for a while, cruelly closed her eyes and ate a bowl of rice.

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After eating a meal, Chang Qing felt that his life was not as good as death.

"Chu Chu, this meal is really bad. To make up for my apologies, let me wash the dishes tonight." Chang Qing diligently packed the chopsticks and walked into the kitchen. Within a minute, Song Chuyi heard the crisp inside. Breaking sound.

He jumped on his temple, walked quickly, saw a pile of debris and soup on the ground, pondered and fell two bowls.

"Chu Chu, I didn't do it on purpose", Chang Qing looked at him helplessly, and cried quickly.

"Well, I know you didn't do it on purpose." He reluctantly increased the word "intentionally" and confessed, "Go and take care of the bird's nest. Let me clean it up and never dare to let you cook again."

"Chu Chu, you are so kind. I'm really overwhelmed. I really want to help you, but I'm afraid to help." Chang Qing pitifully kissed his cheek, turned around and turned away from his face A sly, smug smile appeared.

It seems that grandma taught good knowledge.

Song Chuyi spent half an hour to clean up the kitchen. When she came out, she saw Chang Qing holding a mobile phone while she was eating snacks, and she didn't know what she was smiling.

Song Chuyi suddenly understood her purpose of buying snacks in the supermarket before, knowing that dinner was not delicious, so prepared snacks, really a little fox.

"What are you looking at"? He sat next to her.

"Looking at Brother Shaobin's circle of friends," Chang Qing said with a smile: "I can't stand him. I can update seven or eight articles a day."

Song Chuyi narrowed her eyes, and the goose bumps were about to rise.

What used to be with the old Song when they came to the Grand Canyon didn't feel a bit interesting, but now they are kind and feel the Grand Canyon is so beautiful for the first time.

Our family is beautiful like a fairy in the sunset.

What other traffic jams won a lot of money to swim with our family in the pool under the moonlight.

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In all, he passed at least twenty photos in a day.