Be a superstar with the system

Chapter 218 Going home, thousands of pushes and more updates!
"Mom! I'm back!"

As soon as he entered the house, Gong Nanbei smelled a strange smell. After smelling it carefully, the smell was very pungent and spicy!

"I'm coming!"

In the direction of the kitchen, Li Jingrou came out wearing an apron, and the pungent smell became stronger immediately, and Li Jingrou's eye circles were red from being choked.

Gong Nanbei asked in surprise, "Mom, where are you cooking?"

Li Jingrou smiled and said, "That's right, isn't it the Spring Festival soon? Mama Wang is on holiday. Just as you said you were going home today, I wanted to cook something delicious for you and your father."

The corner of Gong Nanbei's mouth twitched, his mother's cooking skills can be described in four words, ghosts and gods shy away!
The fried mooncake with stinky tofu made him unforgettable to this day!

Gong Nanbei coughed lightly and said, "Mom, cooking is not good for the skin, let me do it."

Li Jingrou refused: "No, I don't believe I can't make an edible dish yet!"

"Then what did you do this time?"

“Fried Bullfrog with Lemon Tahini!”

The corner of Gong Nanbei's mouth twitched, he put down the package silently, and walked towards the kitchen.

Looking at the black smoke billowing from the pot, Gong Nanbei couldn't help sighing, fortunately he grew up eating Wang Ma's cooking when he was a child, otherwise he might have died of food poisoning!
Look again, the range hood in the kitchen was not turned on, and Gong Nanbei was speechless for a while.

Silently turned on the range hood, took off Li Jingrou's apron and said, "Mom, let me do it."

Li Jingrou coughed lightly, and argued with some confidence: "I have eaten this dish in a restaurant, and I am confident that I can restore it!"

The corner of Gong Nanbei's mouth twitched again, and he tried his best to adjust his expression: "Mom, I'll do it, it's Chinese New Year, you don't want our whole family to go to the hospital, do you?"

Li Jingrou gave him a shudder as she looked at his head, "Why are you talking! Mommy's cooking is so unpalatable?"

Gong Nanbei didn't speak, but looked back at the fumes that hadn't been cleaned. Li Jingrou followed his gaze to look over, then silently took off the apron and handed it to Gong Nanbei.

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There are a lot of dishes outside the kitchen, and the labels haven't been revealed. It seems that Li Jingrou really wants to show off her culinary skills in front of her son. Unfortunately, the thick smoke in the kitchen fully shows that she is not suitable for cooking.

Gong Nanbei walked into the kitchen when the oil fume was almost exhausted, picked up a kitchen knife, and started to process the ingredients.

Li Jingrou was standing outside the door, looking at her son's skillful movements, she couldn't help asking curiously: "Xiaobei, you've only been out for half a year, why did you suddenly learn so many things?"

Gong Nanbei was stunned, this question is really difficult to answer, let me tell you, I am born with a system, and I am born to be the protagonist, do you believe it?
Of course, these are just hypotheticals, and of course he can't say these things.

"It's nothing, just learn it slowly. If you have to give a reason, it may be because your genes are good, which makes your son so good!"

Gong Nanbei's rainbow fart Li Jingrou was very useful, with a satisfied expression on her face, she said: "Yes! I think so too, then I'll leave it to you!"

Gong Nanbei agreed with a smile, looked at the dishes on the floor, and began to think about what dishes would be better.

Li Jingrou went to wash it off, and the smell of oily smoke on her body is still very strong.

When Li Jingrou finished washing and went downstairs, she saw Gong Nanbei processing the same dish into semi-finished products. There were more than a dozen dishes. Li Jingrou was surprised: "Xiaobei, how many dishes are you cooking?"

"Twelve dishes"

"Xiao Bei, it's not yet the Spring Festival, and the three of you can't eat these dishes!"

"Mom, don't worry, twelve dishes may not be enough."

Li Jingrou just remembered that since her son went to Hengdian, his appetite has been terrible. When he saw him eating, Li Jingrou wanted to take him to the hospital for a physical examination to see if there were any parasites in his stomach. Eating meals for four or five people, isn't it scary?

Li Jingrou walked up and looked at the neatly arranged semi-finished products, she couldn't help but sigh, her son has really grown up, put it half a year ago, let alone cooking for herself, if you can have a meal with yourself, you have to see if you can show face , Going out to practice for half a year is really useless!
Li Jingrou moved a small stool over, and sat next to her and watched Gong Nanbei cook. Slowly, she became a little dazed, and her mind was full of Gong Nanbei's appearance when she was a child.

Before going to school, Gong Nanbei was a naughty boy and a crybaby, he liked to run around all day long.Wang Ma followed behind him every step of the way, for fear that something might happen to him, but at the end of the day, he was fine, but Wang Ma was so tired that she couldn't straighten up.

Later, after going to school, for some reason, the smiles on his face became less and less, and he seldom cried anymore, no, it should be said that he never cried again, as if he changed completely overnight!
Seeing his son cry again, it was when he was broadcasting live, he listened to other people's stories, played the guitar and wrote songs, and followed the emotions in the songs, feeling happy, angry, sad and happy.

Crybaby?crying bag?Who cares, she knows that this is what her son really looks like!

After all the preparations were done, Gong Nanbei began to cook the dishes, and the kitchen was filled with aroma.Gong Nanbei controls four pots to cook at the same time, the speed is very fast.

"Mom, when will my dad come back? If I come back late, I will make a few dishes later"

"I'll call and ask"

After Li Jingrou finished speaking, she went back to her room to get her mobile phone, and called Gong Shouzheng.

"Doo toot, hello?"

"What time do you come back for dinner?"

"I won't be going back today, the end of the year is approaching, and there are a lot of things to deal with."

"The son came back and made twelve dishes"

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone, and a few seconds later, Gong Shou said softly, "Get home before six o'clock in the evening."

"Yes" Li Jingrou agreed, and then hung up the phone.

Gong Shou on the other end of the phone was putting down the phone, standing in the office and looking out the window, the meal made by his son?Is it tasty?Hey, no matter how unpalatable it is, can it be worse than the one made by your wife?

At six o'clock in the evening, Gong Shouzheng appeared outside his house on time. Standing at the door, he was a little afraid to go back.

In the past two days, Li Jingrou knew that her son was coming back soon, and she said that she wanted to surprise her son by learning how to cook every day, and let him taste it after cooking. He didn't get food poisoning, all thanks to the iron stomach he cultivated during his years as a soldier!

But the stomach is an iron stomach, but the tongue is not!That dish was too unpalatable!Let's put it this way, after eating Li Jingrou's dishes, eating Huoxiang Zhengqi is delicious!
He did enough ideological work for himself outside the door, and even thought about the way forward. If there were still dishes made by Li Jingrou on the table, he would say that the meeting was not cancelled, and he would come back to see his son and leave!
He took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

As soon as the door was opened, there was a strong aroma of vegetables.

His nose twitched slightly, as if, it was very fragrant!

(End of this chapter)