Zhou Ziyu

It wasn't until Zhou Ziyu took a shower, changed his clothes and went down the stairs halfway down that he realized that he had fallen asleep in the car, and ended up in the bedroom, and changed into pajamas, and he didn't wake up. I really don't think I am an outsider.

"Whatever you think, I'll wait for you." Dongfang Weian handed the newspaper to Dongfang Wen, raised his head and smiled at Zhou Ziyu who was upset.

"No, it's nothing, come down now." Zhou Ziyu's ears were slightly red, and he went down the stairs in three steps and sat down opposite Dongfang Feixuan.

"Okay, let's eat."

Dongfang Wei'an first picked up the chopsticks and put some green vegetables on Dongfang Feixuan's plate, "Eat some green vegetables, don't eat only meat, it will cause nutritional imbalance."

"Okay, father." Dongfang Feixuan frowned and swallowed the vegetables, but his expression was not very happy.

"Is it really that unpalatable? I think it's delicious." Zhou Ziyu picked up another vegetable with chopsticks, and smiled when he saw Dongfang Feixuan's painful expression.

"Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep. You are really rude." Putting down the chopsticks, Dongfang Feixuan took the napkin handed over by Dongfang Wen and wiped his mouth.

"Feixuan, what are you talking about?" Dongfang Wei'an said displeased.

"I was wrong, father. It was the Chinese teacher who taught this word yesterday, so I used it today. Uncle Zhou, I'm sorry, it's Feixuan's fault." Dongfang Feixuan said sincerely.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Zhou Ziyu suddenly heard the word Uncle Zhou, and his heart could be described as bursting, so the cough was particularly heart-piercing.

"Father, I'm done eating. I'm going to class first." Dongfang Feixuan quickly slipped out without waiting for a reply.

"It's okay." Dongfang Weian stood up and walked behind Zhou Ziyu to pat him.

"Ahem...it's okay, ahem..." Zhou Ziyu waved his hand.

"Come, drink some water." Dongfang Weian poured half a glass of water and handed it to Zhou Ziyu.

"Ahem, thank you." Zhou Ziyu took the water glass and took a sip slowly before suppressing the cough in his throat.

"Sorry, I ruined this table of food." Zhou Ziyu said with a look of shame on his face.

"It's okay, I just got tired of eating these too, why don't we go out to eat?" Dongfang Weian straightened up and smiled slightly.

"Did the father and son take the wrong medicine? Why is one more horrified than the other?"

Zhou Ziyu thought of it in surprise, but there was still a smile on his face, "Will it delay your work, or should I go to the kitchen to order a bowl of noodles?"

"That's good, but I don't eat coriander, it's better to be lighter." Dongfang Weian Shi Shiran sat back at the table and replied.

"I'm just being polite."

Zhou Ziyu thought to herself, but she still stood up and walked towards the kitchen, "Maybe it will take some time, after all, the meeting needs to be reconciled."

"It's okay, don't worry, there is not much work to do this week, you can take your time." Dongfang Weian smiled.

"Okay then."

Seeing that Zhou Ziyu had already entered the kitchen, Dongfang Wei'an ordered Dongfang Wen to take the work to the small living room, and he also went there to deal with the unfinished work.

When Zhou Ziyu entered the kitchen, the cook had already packed everything and left enough space, and the flour and other ingredients were also ready.Zhou Ziyu thanked her, put on an apron to reconcile the noodles and woke up, then added water to the pot and turned on the fire, and while waiting for the water to boil, chopped the shallots.Since he likes light ones, Zhou Ziyu decided to clear soup noodles, but he likes some strong flavors, so he searched the cupboard to find the chili noodles he needed.Zhou Ziyu heated up the oil and scalded half a bowl of chili oil.When the water boiled and the dough was almost awake, Zhou Ziyu rolled the noodles into skins and cut them into thin noodles. At this time, the water just boiled, and Zhou Ziyu added appropriate salt and seasonings. Put the noodles in, wait until the noodles are cooked, put them into the prepared porcelain bowl, sprinkle with finely chopped green onions and everything will be ready.Zhou Ziyu washed his hands, and took Dongfang Wei'an out first.It just so happened that Dongfang Weian finished the rest of the work and just sat down at the dining table.

"The noodles are ready, I don't know if it suits your taste." Zhou Ziyu handed him the chopsticks and hesitated.

Dongfang Weian picked up a noodle with chopsticks, put it in his mouth, chewed and swallowed, and said, "It's not bad. Is there only this bowl? How about yours?"

"Oh. It's in the kitchen. I'll bring it out right away. By the way, I ordered an extra bowl. Feixuan may have eaten a little, and I don't know if he eats noodles." Zhou Ziyu said nastily.

"Housekeeper, bring it to Feixuan. If you don't want to eat it, bring it back to me. The portion of a bowl is not too big, and the noodles are very suitable for my appetite." Dongfang Weian laughed.

"Yes." Dongfang Wen went to the kitchen and sent it to Dongfang Feixuan.

Zhou Ziyu brought out his portion of noodles, "If it's not enough, I can make some more." Zhou Ziyu said while stirring the chili oil in the noodles.

"That's enough. Is the red thing in your bowl chili oil?"

"Yes, how do you recognize it? I thought you didn't have this thing here." Zhou Ziyu said after taking a bite of noodles.

"It's really not, but I was lucky enough to eat it once when I went to country Z with my grandfather many years ago." Dongfang Wei'an sighed a little.

"Really, do you want to add some?" Zhou Ziyu asked.

"No need, it's too spicy, so don't eat so much." Dongfang Wei'an said.

"It's okay. I've been used to snacks since I was a kid. Eat it quickly. The noodles don't taste good when they're cold." Zhou Ziyu said, taking a big mouthful of noodles by the way. Although there are no toppings and marinated meat, the spicy taste Still full.

Dongfang Weian didn't say anything, just ate noodles in silence, and there was a rare quiet harmony between the two of them for a while.

On the other side, Dongfang Wen sent the noodles to Dongfang Feixuan's room. Dongfang Feixuan put down the original text in his hand and said, "There are noodles this morning. Why didn't they come from the kitchen?"

"Mr. Zhou did this." Dongfang Wen replied.

"It's him? He's the only one who can cook. Can this noodle still be eaten?" Dongfang Feixuan put down the chopsticks he picked up and hesitated.

"Then I'll take it away, young master?"

"No, it smells good. It would be a pity if it was thrown away. Okay, you go out first." Dongfang Feixuan picked up the chopsticks again.

"Ok."

When Dongfang Wen was confirmed to leave, Dongfang Feixuan hesitantly picked a root noodle and put it in his mouth, but he had just tasted some taste, Dongfang Feixuan always felt that there was something missing, it would be more perfect if it could be a little spicy, but the taste of this noodle I seem to have eaten it before, where is it? Dongfang Feixuan couldn't think of it for a while, so he simply stopped thinking about it. He always felt that the noodles would not taste good if they were cold.