Starting from you are my glory

"Here comes another person."

In the kitchen, Fangyuan had just finished telling Qiao Weidong about Lego when she heard a knock on the door. She sped up her words and said, "Anyway, this matter is essentially between you and Song Qian. If Yingzi wants to play Lego or other leisure activities, , it will inevitably require Song Qian’s consent.”

"If you are capable, you should let Yingzi play openly. If you are not capable, then don't harm Yingzi in the name of father's love."

"The little Lego my son gave to Yingzi as a birthday gift was confiscated by your ex-wife. You can weigh it yourself."

"It's Lao Ji who's here." Fangyuan, who was about to say a few more words, heard his own low voice, turned down the heat on the gas stove, and pulled Qiao Weidong towards the living room.

"Old season!"

"Round round!"

......

"It seems your dad is here." The commotion in the living room became louder. Fang Yifan went to the bedroom door to listen, and tapped Ji Yangyang with his foot. "I guess everyone is here."

"District Chief Ji, who is very busy with official duties, has come in person, so aren't they all here?" For Ji Yangyang, who has been basically raised by his uncle as a son since he was a child, his parents who only returned to him in his third year of high school, in this family relationship, Chuan is undoubtedly lacking in his own. It just so happens that father and son are very stubborn and don't know how to communicate. Therefore, it has only been a few days since school started, and the family atmosphere is extremely bad.

"Okay, okay." Listening to Ji Yangyang's sinister tone, Fang Yifan frowned, "I can't control your family's affairs, but today is my family's treat, so please pay attention to me, kid!"

Ji Yangyang stubbornly turned his head to the side. Although he said nothing, silence was also a kind of agreement.

"Eiko, your dad is here too."

There was no need for Fang Yifan to remind him now that Qiao Weidong's distinctive voice had already been heard by his daughter.

"dad!"

Qiao Yingzi opened the door happily and went out.

"Come on, dinner is probably about to start, so let's all go out."

As a result, the already lively living room became even more lively.

"You're here just in time!" Fang Yuan dragged Fang Yifan to the kitchen, "Help put all the dishes on the table. Just simmer the soup for another three to five minutes. When the soup is on the table, we will start dinner!"

"No problem!" Fang Yifan took advantage of someone not paying attention outside, picked up the stir-fried vegetables with chopsticks and threw them into his mouth. Before his father could glare, he stuffed a chopstick into the mouth of Lin Lei'er who was following behind.

Fang Yifan, who had successfully dragged his cousin into the water, looked at his father's helpless look proudly, and twisted happily, which could be regarded as venting the depressed mood in the bedroom just now.

"Stinky boy!"

Fangyuan had no choice but to show off and raised her voice: "Why don't you serve the dishes quickly?!"

"Roger that!"

"Here comes the soup!" The stew that everyone was looking forward to was brought to the table by Chef Fangyuanfang, "The dishes are ready!"

"Come on, let's have a drink together first."

After serving the table, Fangyuan picked up the wine glass and suggested: "Today is the first meal for our family after moving into the community. Thank you for your support. We will all be neighbors from now on. Say hello if you need anything. The children should also move around more, study more, and strive to stay in the community." Get good grades in the college entrance examination!”

"Come on, cheers!"

"cheers!"

Not only were Fangyuan and the three men drinking, but the three ladies also had some red wine to give themselves a break and relax.

"Come on, let's have ours." Fang Yuan and Tong Wenjie greeted the adults, and Fang Yifan, a classmate, took the drinks without hesitation.

"Thank you all for coming to the luncheon dinner today."

"No more polite words, it's all in the drink!"

Then he took the lead in finishing the drink in the cup and continued to invite everyone to eat.

"Fang Yifan." Wang Yidi has been eating fat-reducing meals, and the occasional indulgence is to eat some instant noodles and fast food. She has almost forgotten the last time she ate such a meal full of fireworks, plus Fang Yuan Her cooking skills are really good, so she was trying her best to maintain her eating posture.

"Your dad's cooking is delicious."

The simplest words are often the most expressive of people's hearts. Not to mention Wang Yidi, Ji Yangyang, Huang Zhitao and Qiao Yingzi all had no time to talk, so only Fang Yifan and Lin Lei'er could eat every day. Avoid becoming a breadwinner with everyone else.

"My dad's cooking is really good, but today's meal can be considered an extraordinary performance."

Fang Yifan's attitude in commenting made others think that he was the master of the dishes on the table.

"Shameless, if you have the skills, why don't you burn a table and show it to everyone?!" Qiao Yingzi's mouth was filled to the brim, leaving only a small gap, causing her voice to leak a little.

"As for me, it's enough if there's one person in the family who can cook!"

When it comes to cooking, Fang Yifan is also the king of words, because when Fangyuan is cooking, he will habitually talk about how to make the dish delicious, why he should do it, etc. Fang Yifan will listen. Those who don’t listen can be considered half tasters.

"cut!"

"Cousin." I don't know why, as long as Lin Lei'er spoke today, Fang Yifan would be the ultimate victim of anyone related to Fang Yifan, so when he heard his cousin calling him, Fang Yifan was excited.

"What's wrong, Lei'er?"

"As you just said, it only takes one person in the family who can cook."

Lin Leier asked slowly: "Then how can you guarantee that in your home from now on, you won't be the one who can cook?"

"After all, almost everyone now has no experience in cooking."

"So I think it's impossible to leave my uncle with such a good skill without learning. For the sake of the future, cousin, you'd better take the time to learn how to cook with my uncle."

"Ok?"

"Lei'er, what do you mean?"

You definitely don’t know what I mean now, but just like Aunt Song Qian’s skill in making durian chicken soup, if you and Qiao Yingzi are together in the future, are you sure you can eat it?

Of course, I can only think about this, it is not the right time to say it.

"Literally, cousin."

"What about you? Can you cook?" Looking at his cousin's innocent look, Fang Yifan suppressed the strange feeling in his heart. He always felt that there was something in his cousin's words, but he couldn't find the hidden words. where.

"Not now." Lin Lei'er simply shook her head, "But I'm already observing my uncle's cooking skills. When I clarify my thoughts, I will ask my uncle to clarify what I don't understand. Finally, if we put it into practice, we should be able to achieve certain results very quickly.”

"Hey." After saying this, not to mention Fang Yifan, the other friends who were only focused on eating also raised their heads and looked at Lin Lei'er.

"Why do I feel that your process is inexplicably familiar?" Qiao Yingzi blinked, "What do you think? Huang Zhitao."

"It seems that this is the process of learning, right?" Huang Zhitao was a little unsure, "Did he learn to cook through learning methods?"

"Is this what the world of a top student is like?" Ji Yangyang looked at Lin Lei'er, "You won't tell me that in the future you will even know when to add what seasonings to the dishes, how much of each seasoning to add, etc. Quantification is accurate to seconds and grams, right?!”

"I've seen the kind you're talking about on TV, but that's what Western kitchens like."

Lin Lei'er waved her hand, "Our Chinese cuisine is all about artistic conception. Each chef adds his or her own understanding of the dish to the basic operation, so that we can show the vastness and diversity of our country. Otherwise, How boring would it be to be the same?”

"I don't understand it a little bit, but I think it looks awesome!"

Wang Yidi didn't realize that when she said those words, the look she looked at Lin Lei'er was nakedly seen by several other people. A kind of tacit understanding circulated among them. Yifan couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud.

"What's wrong? Cousin."

"It's nothing, I just feel happy thinking about going to play racing in the afternoon!" Fang Yifan admired his wit, and the reason came out of his mouth.

"That's right, Fang Hou, didn't you tell me that I would take care of your trip to the racing stadium in the afternoon?" After saying this, Qiao Yingzi remembered that it was still uncertain whether she could go out in the afternoon. !

"Can you handle it?"

"Don't worry, I'll do it now!"