Breaking Through the Clouds

Jiang Ting's culinary skills, if replaced by the same amount, are almost the same as Han Xiaomei's professional level as a criminal policeman - rich in theoretical knowledge, but few practical opportunities; although there are bright spots, it is impossible to make a full feast of Han and Han on one's own of.

Fortunately, Yan Xie's purpose is just to make Jiang Ting more points in his parents' hearts, not to amaze everyone with the superb skills of a five-star chef, so:

"Last night, the stewed beef with potatoes was good. Let's stew it again. I'll ask them to send the snowflake wagyu for sashimi. The deep-fried prawns are delicious. I called them to ask if they still have New Zealand deep-sea crayfish. Pick them up." The most high-end ones are two catties free. Ah, scrambled eggs with tomatoes! My dad and I both love to eat them! Throw away the box of eggs at home. I’ll ask someone to deliver eggs imported from Turkey to your door. Hurry up and boil the water to prepare the tomatoes. Hurry up! "

Jiang Ting: "..."

Half an hour later, the doorbell rang, and Yan Xie jumped up and rushed to the door like a soldier who heard the horn of charge, and moved the boxes back and forth into the kitchen, which were full of various high-end ingredients.

Jiang Ting looked at the kitchen full of raw materials to supply the hotel, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, unable to utter a word.

Yan Yan once again proved with practical actions: what can be solved by money is not a problem, and any weakness or shortcoming in the practice process can be solved by throwing money at it.

"No, Jiang Ting, didn't you tell me to put the beef in water to remove the blood? I read in the tutorial that it is best not to wash the beef, otherwise it will lose its flavor?"

Jiang Ting was frying the prawns in his hand, without even looking up, he grabbed Yan Xie's phone, flipped the "Charcoal Grilled Steak" page to the "Beef Stew" page in his newly downloaded cooking tutorial app, and stuffed it back. in his arms.

"Oh..." Yan Yu suddenly burst into tears, and continued to chop onions with all her might.

Yan Yan boils water, washes vegetables, chops peppers, and picks shrimp threads, like a bee buzzing and flapping its wings, flying to the pool for a while, and for the stove for a while.The strict father and strict mother who have never cooked in this life are looking at the door of the kitchen. They see their son and daughter-in-law circling the pot intimately. Thousands.

"Release the pressure cooker, and put the stewed beef in a bowl later." Jiang Ting poured the sauce on the deep-fried prawns for the last time, and ordered Yan Mo: "Take out the scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and stew the rice again." Come back and bring me a bottle of water in a few minutes, I'm thirsty."

Yan Xie's eyeballs almost fell on the pot of red and fragrant prawns, and he took the dishes to the outside dining table step by step, and when he came back, he brought a bottle of iced mineral water. Shi Yan grasped his chin quickly and fed him mouth to mouth.

"Well……"

Jiang Ting was caught off guard by a surprise attack, and raised a big shrimp with a shovel, drew a parabola in the air, and slapped it on Yan Mao's body.As expected, the nimble Yan deputy detachment was not frightened, grabbed the shrimp on the spot and swallowed it into his mouth, gasping for breath.

Jiang Ting hurriedly covered his mouth, his temples throbbed: "...Is it delicious?!"

"Well, it's delicious." Yan Xie looked out, then leaned closer and whispered: "You are more delicious."

Jiang Ting: "..."

Satisfied with Jiang Ting's blank expression, Yan Xie shoveled the deep-fried prawns out of the pot with his own hands, and brought them out humming a little tune.

After a while, Yan Xie personally served the rice and placed it on the plate. Looking at the steaming dishes on the table, he announced solemnly like the head of the family: "Dinner is ready!"

Strict father and strict mother have raised this good-for-nothing son for more than 30 years. Today, the first time I ate the meal cooked by my son, I burst into tears in my heart: "It's delicious! It's delicious!" "Good craftsmanship!"

Father Yan looked at the piece of scrambled egg between the chopsticks, and sighed: "Cui Cui—look at the color and aroma, I have never seen such a good tomato scrambled egg in my life!"

Ms. Zeng Cuicui was full of emotions and her heart was ups and downs, and she didn't even realize that the words overflowed the screen with countless slots.

The corners of Jiang Ting's brows couldn't help twitching, so he pretended to support his forehead and raised his hand to cover his face.Yan Yan glanced at him triumphantly, which meant that you see how much my parents like you, then got up and went to the wine cabinet to pick up a bottle of wine, and poured it for his father himself.

"From now on, you will be a grown-up," Yan's father said to Deputy Chief Yan, "You must work hard and live a good life, understand?"

Yan Yan raised his glass and said solemnly: "Understood."

Yan's mother took Jiang Ting's hand: "Two people live under the same roof, we should get along well, don't quarrel and fight, understand?"

Jiang Ting thought to himself that I couldn't beat Yan Yan, and besides, there is no one who beats the owner of the house for free, so he nodded in response: "Understood."

I don't know if it was Jiang Ting's illusion, but he clearly saw the complex, gratified and loving eyes in Ms. Zeng Cuicui's eyes, as if a mother leaning on the delivery bed looked at her second child who had just given birth with all her might.

"Come, come, drink and drink." Father Yan patted his son on the shoulder, stood up and poured half a glass of red wine for each of his wives "daughter-in-law", and looked around the table contentedly: "All four corners are complete, harmonious and beautiful, good !good!"

Everyone toasted together, Jiang Ting just felt that something was wrong, Yan Yan clenched his hands and forcibly clinked the glasses. The dinner table was filled with a harmonious and intimate atmosphere.

Yan's father has been banned from drinking by his wife for a long time, and finally found a legitimate reason to "relatively drink" with his son. The father and son exchanged two bottles of Moutai before finishing their meal.Yan Yan, a policeman bound by the five prohibitions of the Ministry of Public Security, hasn't had a good drink for a long time, and his alcohol capacity is far inferior to his father. After half a bottle, he will immediately face his face; With one kick, most of them became awake immediately.

Yan Yan pushed his father with both hands: "No, no, it's over 50 degrees, he's not in good health and can't drink, I'll do it." He couldn't help but grab the bottle and drank it down.

"You can't drink any more. Like a father, like a son!" Ms. Zeng Cuicui grabbed her husband's back collar in disgust, slapped down the wine glass, and pressed Jiang Ting, who was about to get up to clean up, and called Ask the driver waiting downstairs to come up and clean up the mess.Yan's father was still yelling that he wanted to have two more drinks with "Comrade Xiao Lu" to talk heart-to-heart, but his wife dragged her to the door by ear: "What the hell, your son is drinking like this, do you want to put them both down?" ?! Go home after eating!"

Jiang Ting immediately got up and put on his shoes, and said, "I'll send my uncle and aunt off."

Yan Yan sat slumped on a chair and gulped down cold tea, blushing and said, "I-I'll go too, I didn't-I didn't drink too much!"

Mother Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she slapped her son across the face, took Jiang Ting's hand, turned around and went out, leaving the father and son to support each other and follow behind.

In this expensive and strictly managed community, there were no people on the road in the afternoon. The Yan family’s car was parked outside the gate, and Yan Yan shouted from behind all the way: "Hey—Mom, why are you dragging him, why are you dragging my dad? Hey, take my dad away!" As he spoke, he stuffed the drunken dad into mom's hands, snatched Jiang Ting back, and forced the two brothers to hug each other shoulder to shoulder.

As soon as Yan's mother opened the car door, she couldn't help turning her head and poking her husband's red forehead, gritted her teeth and said, "Why did I marry such a beast like you?!"

Yan's father was tongue-tied and tightly clutching his wife's hand: "Fucking mother, I'm so happy today... You've been married to me for so many years..."

Yan's mother hurriedly broke free, and poked Yan Mo's forehead with another finger: "Why did I give birth to such a wicked person like you?!"

"Let's go," Yan Yan leaned crookedly on the curb, with one hand in his trouser pocket and the other on Jiang Ting's shoulder, looking at his veiny mother indifferently: "Hurry up and go home, on the way Don't delay, don't come to see me often, don't scold my dad when you get home, ah."

Yan's mother said angrily: "It's better to raise a pig than to raise you! Xiao Lu, I've made you worry, I'll come and see you later, let's chat more when we have nothing to do, remember to come to our house to play in the future!"

Jiang Ting was afraid that Yan Yan would have more words to say, so he could only politely nod in agreement, and sent Yan's parents to the car.Watching the car start, suddenly the rear window was lowered again, revealing the face of Yan's mother who hesitated to speak.

"Mom, what do you want to say?"

Yan's mother hesitated again and again, took out her mobile phone and quickly sent a text message, Yan Yan's mobile phone jingled.

"Remember to read my news later!" Mother Yan urged earnestly, and then turned to Jiang Ting: "Xiao Lu, thank you for today! Be sure to remember to visit me and his father next time!"

"..." Jiang Ting's eyelids twitched again involuntarily, and just as he couldn't help but reiterate his solid and pure friendship with Yan Yan, the car roared away, leaving only a puff of smoke behind.

"What did your aunt send you?"

Yan Xie took out the phone and turned it on, the screen displayed the latest WeChat message from the young and beautiful Zeng Cuicui:

[Live a good life, support and trust each other, the two young people should pay attention to restraint!your mother. 】

"..." Jiang Ting was furious suddenly: "You didn't explain it to your parents at all, did you?!"

Yan Yan hurriedly covered his mouth: "Shh, shh, I'm dizzy, I drank too much..."

Yan Yan leaned on Jiang Ting drunkenly, and walked back along the long boulevard of the community.He was like a human-shaped sandbag reeking of alcohol, dragging his feet every step of the way, shamelessly putting most of his weight on Jiang Ting's shoulders, murmuring indistinctly: "I tell you , our parents are already mentally prepared to recognize you as their daughter-in-law. Didn’t you see how much they like you? It’s all my idea to cook at home to show off. Why don’t you thank me quickly?…”

Jiang Ting said coldly, "Did you bring them here on purpose from the very beginning?"

Yan Yan: "Oh, that's not true..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Is it true that the two of us have privately decided not to marry Feiqing for life?"

Yan Xie was triumphant, and just wanted to boast that Feiqing didn't marry, she was destined for three lives, but when she caught a glimpse of Jiang Ting's face, she immediately hugged her head and moaned: "I drink too much and I have a headache, ah, I can't walk Yes, help..."

In his early years, Yan Yan graduated from the police academy and was assigned to the police station. He saw a lot of drunks fighting and causing trouble, and he practiced superb acting skills. His painful expression was so lifelike that even the passing elementary school students turned their heads and shouted in a milky voice. : "Ma Ma! Look at that Daddy Long Legs, he looks sad, he's sick!"

Yes, this uncle with long legs is indeed mentally ill——Jiang Ting grabs Yan Xie's hand, strides calmly and calmly, and forcibly pulls him back home before actor Yan pushes his feigning illness to the peak of his acting skills.

The driver of Yan's family has cleaned up the house so that the windows are bright and clean, even the floor has been mopped, all the dishes and chopsticks have been washed to shine, and they are neatly stacked in the disinfection cabinet.Jiang Ting pushed the staggering Yan Xie onto the sofa, closed the door with his backhand, and then lowered his head to change his shoes.

However, just as he kicked his feet out of the flat shoes, there was a sudden sound of breathing behind him, and then a fiery embrace covered him, pulling him back, turning around and pressing him against the wall: "Jiang Ting..."

Jiang Ting's steps were unsteady, one foot was still in the shoe, and the other foot stepped on the cold floor tiles while wearing a sock. He only had time to let out a slight inhalation before being kissed firmly by Yan Yan.The kiss with the strong aroma of wine was sent to the throat with the tip of the tongue, giving people the illusion of being slightly drunk. Jiang Ting raised his hand, and Yan Xie grabbed the palm and pressed it against the wall, sliding along the wall, and then groped Trying to reach into the back of the shirt.

"..." Jiang Ting gritted his teeth and grabbed Yan Xie's wrist with his backhand, and pulled it away little by little: "You drink too much, give me a rest..."

"No." Yan Yan stared at him at close range, his eyes were shining brightly, and there seemed to be two clusters of small flames flickering in the depths of his pupils: "I can't stop drinking too much."

After a pause, he said again: "And we have already paid homage to the high hall, so we can enter the bridal chamber."

Jiang Ting turned away without saying a word.Before he took two steps, he was hit by a strong force from behind him, and then the world was spinning, and he was picked up by Yan Xie and pressed onto the sofa, and the large leather cushion suddenly creaked.

The two overlapped up and down, and even the tip of their noses rubbed each other intimately.Yan Yan narrowed his eyes, and hummed: "We are already the lovers who have officially crossed the Ming road, don't move, let me push you twice, be good..."

The sofa cushions creaked regularly with his movements, Jiang Ting's ears were hot, and he whispered: "You're just pretending to drink too much and go crazy!"

"Yes." Yan Yan emphasized solemnly, "In ancient times, when couples got married, they had to drink."

Jiang Ting was startled, then pushed him over with all his strength, and sat up: "Who are you married to?"

Before he turned over and got off the ground, he was pushed against the back of the sofa by Yan Yan's strong and powerful body with a bang: "Why aren't we husband and wife anymore?"

"I already said..."

"That's fine, you can do whatever you want, or I'll get married and you have sex?"

Jiang Ting's expression froze a bit, and then he showed an indescribable and ridiculous expression, and pushed Yan Xiong heavily back off the sofa: "Okay, don't pretend to be drunk and make trouble. I'll make you a cup of tea, you drink some Hot water to lie down and rest."

"I didn't pretend to be drunk! I..." Yan Yan roared unwillingly behind him: "I just drank too much! Sex after drinking! Is it illegal for an adult to lose his kidney?!"

Jiang Ting pretended not to hear his nonsense, and went straight into the tea room.

Yan Yan hated to sit in the living room, wanting to chase after him but not very daring, pondering various thoughts in his head, resting his elbows on his thighs, this posture made the muscle lines of his shoulders and back stand out under the shirt. Heavy breathing up and down.

Jiang stopped in the tea room.

The movement of opening and closing the cabinet door, Jiang Ting's footsteps, movements, and even breathing, every little movement became very clear, as if it was directly scratching on the sensitive nerve endings, making the male hormones so overwhelming that it was difficult to control. With some kind of impulse, it pulsated jump by jump.

He held his breath, but the fire was spreading and colliding in his veins, gradually becoming unbearable.

We have saved each other's lives in the most difficult times, we have slept in the same bed, hugged and even kissed each other, why can't we go further?

We have already seen and approved by our parents, why can't we go one step further?

When Yan Yan raised his head, he caught a glimpse of the last half bottle of Moutai left on the table. He reached out to take it out of his hand, and after a while, his Adam's apple slid up and down violently, and he raised his head and drank the whole bottle.

The fiery alcohol entered the limbs and bones along the throat, and the hidden flames, accompanied by courage, burned up with a whistling sound.Yan Xie stomped the wine bottle on the table casually, got up and walked into the tea room, and saw Jiang Ting with his back turned to him, bent down and took out a mug with a colorful checkered pattern from the lower cabinet. From an angle, the lines of the waist, hips and long legs are unbelievably obvious.

"I said, why are you..."

Just as Jiang Ting straightened up, Yan Xie, who was smelling of alcohol all of a sudden, grabbed his hand and pressed his back against the wall.

In daily life, Yan Xie's slightly aggressive actions are very common. Jiang Ting didn't react immediately, but turned his head against the wall and asked, "Are you drinking again?"

Yan Xie didn't answer, but turned his elbow around, and gently kissed his slightly wet palm in this position.