Chapter 37

Of course, we can't let Qin Guanglin cook dinner. Qin's mother fried all the strange dishes cut by Qin Guanglin one by one, leaving only one fried green dish for him to practice. Anyway, when it's not delicious, it's for him to eat.

Qin Guanglin, the first cook, was a little excited. He always thought that those chefs on TV would be very handsome. He wanted to imitate, but he also knew his own level. He didn't dare to engage in fancy cooking. He honestly took a shovel to stir fry slowly.

"Why are you so far away?" Why not push him behind, "it won't burn, you can rest assured."

"No, no, that's good." Qin Guanglin stood one step away with his long arm outstretched, and refused to approach.

"Be obedient, it won't burn."

Why don't you push it twice, but it didn't work. Qin's mother in the living room didn't pay attention to it. The whole person pasted it on Qin Guanglin's back. "You're not afraid that your mother will not move when she sees it."

This made Qin Guanglin stop. He quickly leaned forward and looked at the frying pan with fear, "you wait!"

"What am I waiting for?" Why not prepare to take the initiative back and threaten in a low voice, "I'll tell your mother if you dare."

“……”

"How much salt?" Qin Guanglin dropped the topic.

"You slow down, I'll watch."

Qin Guanglin gently shakes the salt into the pot, "is it enough?"

"More."

"Is that enough?"

"Almost. More of that."

"It must be delicious." Qin Guanglin confidently put down the salt, "what else to add?"

"Monosodium glutamate, half a spoon is enough."

The fried dishes look OK. Why don't you help me to bring them to the table? Because of Qin Guanglin's cutting, the dishes on the table are not like silk or slices, which is at least three grades lower than before.

In addition to Qin Guanglin himself is not very good, they both show no care, still eat very good.

Qin's mother doesn't care much about it. It's always her son who cuts it. Why don't you be so happy that Qin Guanglin learns to cook now? Anyway, she will practice her skills well. This is the only way.

"Why don't you come and teach him if you have nothing to do, otherwise he will be too lazy to learn." Qin Ma thinks it's good for men to learn how to cook. At least if they quarrel later, they won't be afraid of no food to eat.

"Well, I will." Why not nod your head.

Qin Guanglin was silent. Anyway, it was useless to explain. They had decided that they wanted to learn to cook seriously.

It's so annoying. I always feel a little embarrassed.

"Well, it's delicious." Why not take a bite of green vegetables and praise him.

"I can taste it." Qin Guanglin said stiffly, holding a large chopstick into the bowl, "keep it for me to eat."

"For the first time, it's not bad." Why don't you just take another bite, "vegetables, no matter how fried, it won't be too bad, unless fried paste."

Qin Guanglin can't accept it. Even Qin's mother dislikes it after one bite, and doesn't taste it any more. He quickly finishes the dishes in his bowl, and it's a big chopstick that puts all the dishes in his bowl, and there's nothing left.

"Slow down." Why not have some helplessness, "it will be better and better in the future."

Qin likes the atmosphere now. She feels like a family. She doesn't mix with the two people's conversation. She sits on the throne and eats her own food with a bowl.

After the dinner, Qin Guanglin collected the table and ran to the kitchen to wash the dishes. However, he didn't go back to his room, so he stood at the kitchen door and looked at him.

Qin's mother sat on the sofa and turned on the TV for a while. Suddenly she thought of something, "why not?"

"What's the matter, Auntie?"

"Come and sit down." Qin Ma asked her to sit down, "that pickle is delicious. Teach me how to make it."

Why not sit on the sofa according to Yan, "just cut the radish into such long silk, and then marinate it with salt..."

"Oh ~" mother Qin nodded as she listened.

"It turns out that the most important thing is the oil. I don't think it's so fragrant. You know a lot about it."

"I learned it all on the Internet. I like it. I'll make more next time." Why not smile softly.

"What a good girl." Mother Qin sighed, "do you have brothers and sisters at home?"

"There's a brother."

"Good brother. If you are an only child like XIAOLINZI, you will be a little lonely without any brothers or sisters." Mother Qin is watching TV and chatting with her.

"Almost. Now my brother is with my sister-in-law. There's nothing wrong with my sister."

"Married, how many years older than you?"

"Well, I'm seven years older."

After washing the dishes, Qin Guanglin came out to dry his hands and stood beside him for a while. They were still nagging and sighing.

It seems that there is no way to go back to the room.

After pouring two glasses of water for them to put on the table, Qin Guanglin brazenly sat down next to each other and looked at the TV.

Why don't you push one of the cups to Qin Ma's side, take another drink and continue chatting with Qin ma.The TV is broadcasting the Apocalypse of life. Yan Ni and Hu Ge, who are six years younger than herself, are sweetly married, just like a newly married couple.

Qin Guanglin began to be dishonest when he looked at it. He took his little hand between them and rubbed it. Then he looked at Qin's mother. He was sure that she could not see this side, so he began to play with her.

Once the liquid kiss of the exchange body is done, the feelings will heat up rapidly. Intimacy and before the exchange are two concepts, and the courage will naturally become very big - they are so intimate. By contrast, these are small things.

"Well, the University in river city is a little worse, but the University in Los Angeles is better." Why don't you talk to Qin Ma and give him a hidden warning. She pinched her hand, but she didn't pull it back.

"Anyway, it's not far away. It's convenient to go back." Qin's mother had no idea of their little movements.

Qin Guanglin leaned happily on the sofa to watch TV. He had to do something to be comfortable.

He rubbed the palm of his hand along the back of his hand. After a while, he felt it tender and smooth. Then he hooked his little finger and scratched it gently in the palm of his hand.

Just scratched twice, why don't you feel itched and clench your hand, Qin Guanglin's little finger was pinched by her, and she couldn't help humming.

"Well?" Qin Ma looks at him.

"What's the matter with you?" Why don't you ask with concern, and use some strength on your hand.

"No, nothing." Qin Guanglin as if nothing had happened to avoid their eyes, "TV is very good."

"Well, it's a good play." Qin Ma nodded, "is that Liu Guangyao is not a thing, looking at the gas."

Why don't you agree, "Lan Xin is also very bad. It's good for the two villains to get together."

Qin Guanglin quietly took out his little finger and kneaded his little hand in revenge, but he did not dare to scratch it again.

Qin's mother sat down for a while. After watching this episode, she stood up and went back to her room with a greeting.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Qin Guanglin looked at his nose and heart, leaning on the sofa and concentrating on the advertisement, as if the advertisement was better than the drama.

Why don't you look at him with a smile, "now you're fat?"