Don't be fooled, listen to me explain gl

Xi Shuhua suggested, "Let's eat here."

Shi Qingyu felt that this time Zhang Jianuo might mean it, and was about to shirk it, but Zhang Jianuo said again: "This time someone cooks for free."

"..." Shi Qingyu subconsciously thought it was Jian Zhuoxi, after all Jian Zhi didn't know how to cook, she probably had a bit of admiration for Xi Shuhua, so it was hard to say no, so she had to accept it.

"Jian Zhi is cooking." Zhang Jianuo proactively reminded her as if she was afraid that she would not know.

"..." Shi Qingyu said in his heart that it was indeed the case, and Jian Zhuoxi must have told Jian Zhi.

Then he felt that he was too self-righteous, maybe Jian Zhi's appearance had nothing to do with her, but just a coincidence.

She was sitting on the sofa, Xi Shuhua was not as talkative as before, but was sitting quietly, watching a program related to archaeology.

Shi Qingyu also watched, and watched with great interest, but Zhang Jianuo and Aunt Xi suddenly moved closer while sitting, almost kissing, probably because of her presence, in the end they just whispered cheek to cheek.

Shi whispered: "..."

In order not to continue to be a light bulb, Shi Qingyu took the initiative to go to the kitchen. After all, there is no better place than the kitchen now.

In the kitchen, Jian Zhi was wearing an apron, carrying a kitchen knife, chopping ribs on the chopping board.

"Mr. Shi, why are you here?" Jian Zhi obviously didn't know why Shi Qingyu was here, and was a little at a loss, but in the end he continued to cut ribs.

Shi Qingyu said, "I'm here to return the books."

"Oh." Jian Zhi whispered as if to prove that she wasn't bothering Shi, "I was also called by my mother to try cooking."

Shi Qingyu was noncommittal, looked at the ribs cut into squares, and said, "Do you know how to cook?"

"I know some." Jian Zhi paused, put the ribs into the pot, and replaced them with green onions, which are easier to handle, "I learned it in the past six months."

Perhaps for Shi Qingyu, the past six months were just a trip abroad, but Jian Zhi did learn a lot, learned cooking skills from her mother, and became more comfortable with the management and operation of the company.

Shi Qingyu nodded lightly.

Shi Qingyu doesn't like the kitchen. She used to have a nanny to do it when she was at home, or Qin Ruo would cook it herself, so she has always only cooked noodles, as long as she can fill her stomach, she doesn't have so many pursuits.

Jian Zhi's cooking skills have improved a lot, at least she looks more professional when cutting things.

Shi Qingyu can only do the simplest thing, which is to wash the small green vegetables needed for the next dish.

While washing and thinking about something, she suddenly heard a hiss and stopped subconsciously. Seeing Jian Zhi covering her hands, she approached nervously, "Did you get it?"

Jian Zhi stretched out her hand slowly, but there was no blood.

"It's just a nail, not a cut." There was a scratch on Jianzhi's nail, and there were two scar marks on her index finger.

Shi Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief secretly, and said, "Then be careful."

"Yeah." Jian Zhi made the most homely sweet and sour short ribs, garlic greens, white chopped chicken, fish-flavored eggplant, and a cucumber salad.

During the meal, Jian Zhi and Shi Qingyu sat in a row, Zhang Jianuo and Xi Shuhua sat together.

Jian Zhi's cooking skills have improved a lot, and it's obviously already in the category of delicious food. Shi Qingyu thought of the dish he ate half a year ago, and thought it was simply delicious.

"Mom, is it delicious?" Jian Zhi looked like a student begging for praise, with a perturbed expression on her face, but also desperately wanting to be praised.

"The small ribs are not bad, but they are not as delicious as your Auntie Xi's." Zhang Jianuo complained bluntly, completely disregarding Jian Zhi's face.

Xi Shuhua coughed lightly, signaling her to take it easy, and Zhang Jianuo continued, "Eggplant isn't ready either."

Jian Zhi memorized it humbly, and Zhang Jianuo continued to talk, complaining about all aspects of Jian Zhi's dishes, but none of them were as delicious as Xi Shuhua's.

"Okay, it's ready to eat." Zhang Jianuo took a piece of pork ribs for Xi Shuhua, and then gestured softly not to meet outsiders, as if he was at his own home.

Shi Qingyu agreed, and was thinking whether Xi Shuhua's cooking was comparable to that of a chef, when Xi Shuhua suddenly said, "I don't know how to cook."

Shi whispered: "..."

Jian Zhi: "..."

Chapter 29

Xi Shuhua splashed the cold water directly, and Zhang Jianuo gave her a displeased look, with obvious resentment in his eyes.

Xi Shuhua quickly apologized and said with a smile: "You cook delicious."

Jian Zhi and Shi Qingyu looked at each other tacitly, silently swallowed the bowl of dog food, smiled and said nothing.

After the meal, Xi Shuhua and Zhang Jianuo started the tired life of the elderly, one was busy reading, and the other was busy watching health guides.

Shi Qingyu and Jian Zhi could only take one step ahead.

Shi Qingyu had decided to go to Tang Shuang's place a long time ago, but she had been busy before and didn't have time. Now that the end of the term is approaching, students are preparing for the exam, so they have more time.

The two parted ways downstairs.

Jian Zhi sent a video call to Tao Zhen, but was rejected, so she had to call.

"Zhenzhen, come out to play?" Since following Zhang Jianuo's words, positioning the relationship with Shi Qingyu between teachers and students, and letting everything proceed step by step, Jian Zhi has not deliberately gone to Shi Qingyu.

It was definitely an accident to meet Shi Qingyu today.

"No, I'm traveling abroad." Tao Zhen's voice sounded the same as usual.