Chapter 179： Wash the radish?

Before cooking, Ye Zhen Zhen took off the long down jacket on her body, the temperature in the room was already high, very warm.

Song Yuchen also imitated Ye Zhenzhen, took off the down jacket, and stretched out his small arms to roll up his sleeves.

There are new aprons in the kitchen, both for adults and children, Ye Zhenzhen tied the aprons for herself and Xiaochen, and then discussed what to eat first at noon.

"It's too late to make soup now, we are all very hungry, how about I stir-fry Chinese cabbage for you, and then stir-fry carrots?"

Ye Zhen Zhen looked at Song Yuchen, asking for the little guy's opinion.

Song Yuchen looked at the charcoal grill on the cabinet next to him and asked, "Mom, you just said that this stove can grill meat. When shall we grill meat?"

The little guy doesn’t want to eat meat, but he has never seen such a small charcoal-burning stove, and wants to see how such a small thing roasts meat and makes tea.

"If you want to grill meat, you need to marinate the meat first. We don't have time now. Let's grill the meat later in the evening. Now let's fry two dishes and eat to fill our stomachs, is that okay?"

For Ye Zhenzhen's explanation, Song Yuchen thought it was reasonable, so he nodded, "Okay."

The accommodation environment in the second period has been upgraded as a whole, even the faucets in the kitchen have hot water, Ye Zhenzhen rinsed the inner pot of the rice cooker with hot water, and then boiled a pot of water with the electric kettle, Scald the liner with boiling water.

After all, it is brand new, and it is safer to rinse it with boiling water when using it.

While she was busy here, she boiled water and rinsed all the tableware in the kitchen with boiling water.

Song Yuchen was not idle either. After taking half a basin of water, he sat aside to wash carrots.

The carrots were covered with dirt, and the little guy didn’t show any dislike at all. He also thought it was fun, and he washed the carrots very seriously.

【Xiaochen is so sensible, my God. 】

【I dream of having such a handsome and obedient son】

【Single, I want to be Ye Zhenzhen, rich, good-looking, capable, and a cool cutie, really enviable and jealous beyond recognition! 】

The Song parents also saw this warm scene.

Song's family had lunch relatively early, after Mrs. Song and Mr. Song had lunch together, they sat in the living room at home to watch the live broadcast of Ye Zhenzhen and Song Yuchen.

Song Jinze's father Song Wenbai is also at home today.

Song Wenbai heard that Song Yuchen and Ye Zhenzhen went out to record a show, he didn't care much, thinking that the children went out with him, it's not for fun.

It's the same as him taking Song Yuchen out fishing, isn't it just eating, drinking, playing with him and so on.

But he didn't want to, his beloved grandson was washing carrots live.

Song Wenbai looked at it for two minutes, and said a little dissatisfied, "It's so cold, I don't know what Ye Zhenzhen is playing with if I take the child to such a cold place."

Speaking of the cold place, Song Wenbai felt even more uncomfortable, and continued, "Also, how could that Ye Zhenzhen let my good grandson wash carrots..."

Song Wenbo's words sounded like he had finished speaking, but in fact he didn't. His original words were: How could this Ye Zhenzhen make my good grandson wash carrots, it's simply too outrageous!

The reason why he didn't say the second half of the sentence was that he received two supercilious looks from Mr. Song and his wife at the same time.

Grandfather Song turned his head to look at the screen on the tablet, and said slowly, "Let's make carrot fried meat tonight."

Mrs. Song nodded, "Well, the color of this carrot is so beautiful. It just so happens that there are carrots in the vegetable field at the old house..."

As she spoke, Mrs. Song shifted her gaze to her husband, "I don't think you have anything to do. I'll go to the old house in the afternoon to pull out some radishes and come back after washing them. Let's make radish fried pork for Dad."

Song Wenbo: …

He just came back last night. He was very lucky at first. After going out to play for so long, no one at home talked about him. How could he just say a word and drive him out to pull carrots?

Master Song turned his head to look at his son, "Why, are you not happy?"

"Why don't you like it, I'll make you whatever Dad wants to eat, I'm very happy!" Song Wenbai laughed quickly.

Song Wenbai winked at his wife, he wanted to know, how did this suddenly become like this?

Wasn't his wife also sighing in the room before, saying that the little guy Song Yuchen followed Ye Zhenzhen, was she worried?

He just came back after going out for a few days, and he complained for his grandson at home, said a few words to Ye Zhen Zhen, and he was about to be punished by the old man to go out to pull carrots...

Mrs. Song gave her husband a sideways look, "Don't be dazed, now that it's still warm outside, hurry up, otherwise you might have to chop some Chinese cabbages and bring them back in addition to pulling radishes."

Song Wenbo: …

OK, he will go.

I think he was also the number one leader in the group a few years ago, but this is just a few years of retirement and staying at home...

This status is simply a world of difference!

…

Song Wenbai went out, Mr. Song and Mrs. Song praised Ye Zhenzhen, "Xin Lan, look for yourself, isn't the daughter-in-law I arranged for your son very good?"

When he said this, the old man felt that he had more face on his face, and in his heart he really felt that Ye Zhen Zhen gave him a face.

Just now in the vegetable field, on such a cold day, Ye Zhenzhen's hands and feet are nimble, she is not at all hypocritical, she is also very smart, and she communicates well with Xiao Chen, such a girl is rare in this society.

Mrs. Song nodded, "My father-in-law's vision is naturally right."

In the past, she was really dissatisfied with Ye Zhenzhen, but now Mrs. Song really likes Ye Zhenzhen more and more.

…

Country Y.

Secretary Zhang accompanied his president to a reception in a manor tonight, which was already around 11 o'clock at night.

The reception was over, Secretary Zhang drove Song Jinze and Cheng Zheng back to the hotel.

The two drank some wine tonight, Cheng Zheng drank a little more than Song Jinze, he was already a little tipsy, so he called Susie with his mobile phone.

"wife~"

Song Jinze, who was sitting on the side, leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes to rest his mind. When he heard Cheng Zheng's drunken murmur, his brows frowned.

"Husband, what's the matter? Have you been drinking?" Susie's voice came from the microphone.

In the quietness of the carriage, you can hear the other party's breathing, and Song Jinze can naturally hear the female voice coming from the microphone.

Cheng Zheng frowned and pouted, and began to act coquettishly on the other end of the phone, "Yeah~ I'm drinking, I miss my wife, do you miss me?"

Secretary Zhang, who was driving ahead, glanced at his CEO through the rearview mirror, did he fall asleep...

Secretary Zhang actually wanted to suggest to the president whether he should call his wife.

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