On the day of the graduation ceremony, the president of the second marriage was married

As the sun sets in the west, it’s the time when the smoke from the kitchen smoke curls up.

Xiao Mengyi is preparing food in the kitchen.

Today she is going to make soup with chicken legs and Cordyceps flowers, stir-fry water spinach, stir-fry beef with Shacha, and stir-fry flower armor.

Three dishes and one soup are enough for two people.

She put the washed chicken legs and cordyceps flowers in a casserole, added two slices of ginger, turned on the stove and started stewing.

She took the newly bought knife and first cut a piece of beef tenderloin into slices along the grain, so that the fibers in the beef could be cut off.

Every time she buys beef, she refuses the clerk's help in cutting it. The beef she cuts herself is tender and delicious when stir-fried.

There is no need to marinate it, just stir-fry it with the Shacha sauce. This dish is all about the freshness of the beef and the skill of the knife.

This is her specialty.

After seeing her acupuncture techniques and her sensitivity to muscle texture, Xiao Mengyi's master once lamented that these were just like the hands of a surgeon.

Xiao Mengyi's dream since childhood was indeed to be a doctor, but unfortunately her family environment did not allow it. She asked about it when she filled out her application form.

Computer science is a major where you can get a higher salary right after graduation, so she signed up without hesitation.

She never regrets that this major allowed her to get a software outsourcing design job during college. Let her spend her college life smoothly.

Xiao Mengyi took a spoon to scoop out the foam from the meat in the casserole, then turned down the heat and let it simmer slowly.

She washed some rice and put it in the rice cooker to cook.

The other three dishes are easy to cook, so they cannot be fried first. They must wait until Lin Anjie gets home from get off work, otherwise they will change color, become old, and taste bad.

Xiao Mengyi looked at the clock on the wall. She was not sure whether Lin Anjie would get off work on time.

She didn't have Lin Anjie's phone number, otherwise she could have called and asked, so that he could start cooking as soon as he got home.

Now she can only wait for him to get home, serve him a bowl of soup, and then quickly stir-fry other dishes.

Xiao Mengyi planned this.

She looked at the delicious soup simmering on the stove and the various ingredients on the food preparation table, and instantly felt that the room had a strong smell of fireworks.

She knew these were ordinary ingredients, but she was confident that Lin Anjie would like them.

When having dinner with the Lin family on the wedding day, Grandma Lin cooked a few dishes that she usually likes to eat in order to cater to her taste.

Lin Anjie ate a lot that day, and there were a few more precious ingredients in the next two days. She found that Lin Anjie barely used them.

"Ding ding," the cell phone on the dining table rang.

Xiao Mengyi picked it up and saw that it was Grandma Lin calling: "Hello, Grandma!"

On the phone, grandma asked Xiao Mengyi what she was doing. Xiao Mengyi told her grandma that she was cooking and what she had cooked.

Grandma Lin also asked: "Is Anjie off work?"

"Not yet. When he gets home, I will cook immediately." Xiao Mengyi chatted happily with Grandma Lin.

After chatting for a while, Grandma Lin hung up the phone.

Xiao Mengyi went to the kitchen to see if the soup was ready. It was almost done. Add some salt, dry the chopped green onions on top, and turn off the heat.

After a while, Xiao Mengyi, who was in the kitchen, heard the door opening and walked out of the kitchen.

Lin Anjie walked in with a dark face.

Xiao Mengyi was stunned for a moment. Although she was used to his cold eyes, at this time, his expression was really bad.

"You're back, are you hungry?" Xiao Mengyi stepped forward and asked softly.

Lin Anjie didn't respond to her with a cold face. He changed his shoes and sat over her on the sofa.

Xiao Mengyi turned around and ran to the kitchen, took a bowl with a bowl of soup and put it on the dining table: "You come here and drink the soup first, I will cook it right away. It will be ready soon."

After saying this, without waiting for Lin Anjie to respond to her, she turned around and went to the kitchen to cook.

Lin Anjie was angry and ignored her. He had a lot of work accumulated these days and planned to work overtime.

But his grandma called him and asked him to go home immediately, saying that Xiao Mengyi was waiting for him to have dinner.

Lin Anjie listened angrily to various sounds coming from the kitchen: "sizzling", "swishing", "sizzling" and other sounds.

He had never had a fire in his house. He stood up curiously and walked to the kitchen.

I saw Xiao Mengyi wearing an apron and cooking vegetables methodically and quickly by the stove.

He was stunned. This scene had never appeared to anyone in his family before. His grandma would occasionally make soup, but it was just soup.

As for his mother and sister, he had never seen them enter the kitchen at all.

And that Jiang Meili only pours milk every time she enters the kitchen.

His handsome eyes turned around the kitchen and found that there were many more utensils in the kitchen.

The aroma of food wafted throughout the kitchen, causing him to turn his eyes to the figure who was cooking.

A warmth quietly surged out of Lin Anjie's chest. It was undeniable that he was a little touched at this moment.

But this feeling was suppressed by him in an instant.