Goddess she is reborn

(1)

Although they are all called Gu Wenshan as a little queen, after all, she has just entered the entertainment circle for a few years, and she is a little famous little buddy. She is incomparable with those big names in the entertainment circle, and she eats with other people in the crew every day Song Weiwei ate the lunch box once, and felt that the taste was comparable to that of the school cafeteria. It was greasy and unpalatable. I don't know what was put in it. It smelled weird.

No wonder Director Yang exploded on the spot like a balloon he found every day recently. The box lunch is too unpalatable. Hey!

After thinking about it, Song Weiwei didn't know what was wrong, so she suddenly decided to cook for Gu Wenshan.

Rongman's cooking is better than Song Weiwei's, but it's not much better. At most, it can be called "can eat poison and never die". The thought hit Mama Song.

And Song's mother heard that she was going to learn to cook, and her reaction was in line with her usual style.

"Hahahahahaha."

Song Weiwei circled her around: "Your Majesty, don't just smile, teach me, just one or two home-cooked dishes will do."

Song's mother was amazed: "You actually want to learn to cook! Whoops, since you were young, you haven't even touched a pot lid, poured the oil bottle and refused to hold it, and now you suddenly tell me that you want to learn to cook? Tsk Tsk tsk, do you think this is scientific?"

Song Weiwei: "..."

"You can even soak instant noodles. The probability of successfully cooking a pot of rice is probably not as good as if you keep changing it. You should wash up and sleep."

Song Weiwei said angrily: "No! Wait, other people's Mama has been encouraged and supported since she was a child. The normal reaction shouldn't be "Oh, you want to learn how to cook, baby, is it great? Is it really okay to hurt me every day?" What the hell is the probability of success so low?"

"Then Mars will hit the Earth, the probability is higher."

Song Weiwei supported the wall: "That's not the point, am I really your own?"

Mother Song looked at her meaningfully: "I am so tall, how could I have given birth to such a short girl like you? When I first saw you, you just fell from a jujube tree and accidentally broke it. head."

Song Weiwei: "..."

She felt that the conversation was out of the question.

Mother Song let out a long sigh: "Although my daughter is very stupid, but I am so good, Mama, of course I can't just sit and watch you being single for the rest of your life because you are rejected by others. Come on, today I will pass on the old Song's family history I will teach you unique skills."

Song Weiwei was full of expectations, but when she went to the kitchen, she saw a row of tofu on the cutting board.

Song's mother stuffed the kitchen knife into Song Weiwei's hand: "Come on, honey, cut the tofu, and Ma Ma will eat your tofu tonight."

How the hell do you eat tofu!

My tofu is only for the goddess, even Ma Ma, please step aside, please? !

"How big is the cut?"

Mother Song raised her eyebrows: "It doesn't need to be too big, it's about two or three centimeters."

Song Weiwei stared at a pair of dead fish eyes, and cut the tofu expressionlessly.

Duangduangduangduang, each piece of tofu is [-] centimeters.

Ten minutes later, Mother Song looked at the tofu cubes on the cutting board with a dazed expression.

"Did you use a ruler to measure the cut? My God, it's so good." After sighing, Mother Song turned out the seasoning and began to give advice.

"First pour some oil, heat the oil and fry the minced meat."

Song Tongxie raised his hand.

"Say."

"Ma Ma, pour some oil, how much? How many grams?"

Mother Song: "..."

"How much minced meat? One or two or two?

Mother Song: "...can't you just let it go?"

Then she saw Song Weiwei took out her phone and started looking for strategies online.

"[-] grams of oil, [-] grams of minced meat, [-] grams of minced pepper, minced ginger and minced garlic, [-] grams of bean paste..."

Mother Song: "..."

When Song Weiwei came out with the finished product, Mother Song took a sip and couldn't help thinking: It's amazing to be able to make food like this.

Moreover, it seems to be a little delicious.

#My daughter is a wonderful cook#

(2)

That night, when Gu Wenshan came home, she smelled the strong aroma of rice.

Song Weiwei doesn't know how to cook, and Gu Wenshan doesn't have time to do it, so the two of them have been eating takeaways or lunch boxes for the crew recently. This is the first time, when they smelled this smell when they entered the house, her beautiful eyes widened slightly .

Song Weiwei stood at the door of the kitchen, holding a bowl in her hand, and wearing her Y cat apron.

"Wenshan, I learned how to cook from Mother Song, and I will eat mapo tofu tonight!"

Sitting at the dining table, Gu Wenshan watched Song Weiwei bring up the bowl, and the aroma of mapo tofu came over her face, with a bit of umami taste.

"Try it." Song Weiwei handed her a pair of chopsticks, her eyes full of anticipation, like a little milk cat giving her beloved toy to its owner, very cute.

"kindness."

Gu Wenshan picked up a piece of tofu and ate it into her mouth, her eyes lit up involuntarily.

The bright red dishes make people move their index fingers. It sounds fresh, fragrant, numbing, and spicy, and [emphasis] is actually quite delicious.

Her eyes were soft: "It's delicious."

"Why... suddenly learn to cook?"

"Ah?" Song Weiwei raised her head, bit her chopsticks and said, "Because you like it."

Gu Wenshan was taken aback, then raised her head to look at her.

Song Weiwei smiled with crooked eyebrows: "You like spicy food, and you have a picky mouth. The food in the crew is not as good as the school cafeteria. I think you can't eat it. How about it, isn't it delicious? To be honest, I also think it’s miraculous to be able to do it successfully. I used to follow the strategy to make scrambled eggs, and Mama is very powerful. She can rescue such a dark cooking god like me.”

Song Weiwei started chattering on and on, why Mama Song was so angry at her, why her collection of codes has increased a lot today, why Rong Man and the class leader are together...

The way the two of them get along is always like this, Song Weiwei is talking, Gu Wenshan is listening, one chatters and the other is coquettish, one speaks happily, and the other listens happily, it's not bad.

Gu Wenshan listened to Song Weiwei's gossip, and her heart was warm. She held her chin, and while eating tofu, she listened carefully to Song Weiwei's words, answering a few times from time to time.

The night outside the window is cool, and the moonlight is like water.Inside the house, it was warm.

The years are quiet and good, just because of you.

(3)

Gu Wenshan works hard every day, so Song Weiwei learned a few more dishes to reward her. After eating the dishes made by Song Weiwei every day, Gu Wenshan is also like a chicken blood, her acting skills are getting better, and she is no longer so cold when getting along with others , When you are in a good mood, you will smile at others.The crew was filming the scene where Chu Ran fell in love with Song Ran. Everyone just thought that Gu Wenshan entered the scene and turned herself into Chu Ran. No one knew that the goddess had a girlfriend.

I am so happy that I take off every day, and I can't get cold at all.

On this day, Gu Wenshan finished filming the scene of the day and was about to go home, but saw a few young girls in the crew gathered together, laughing and talking about something.

"It's so cute ~ fluffy."

"Short legs are so cute."

"The eyes are beautiful, too."

Gu Wenshan glanced casually, and when she saw what they were surrounded by, she paused and walked forward.

A girl saw her and stood up quickly: "Hello, Miss Gu." Others also greeted her.

Gu Wenshan nodded in response, and suddenly asked after a while: "Little cat, where did you come from?"

The girl looked confused: "Huh?"

A girl boldly said: "I picked it up, it was walking around the set, it might be a stray cat."

Gu Wenshan looked at the kitten, it was dusty from rolling around, it was a small ball, the size of a palm, it meowed softly, and it had round eyes of different colors, it was very cute.

so cute.

It seems to have seen a replica of Weiwei.

The villain in the goddess' heart was rolling, she hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively: "Little cat, can you give it to me?"

Now, everyone is dumbfounded.

A few minutes later, the goddess Gu, who was as cold as a flower in a high mountain, sneaked out of the crew and got into the car with a milk box in her arms.

Along the way, the goddess looked serious, holding the milk box with extra care, as if she was holding a bomb that was about to explode at any time.

The little assistant poked her head curiously, feeling itchy in her heart. After a while, she finally couldn't help asking: "Goddess, what are you holding?"

"Gift."

The assistant's eyes widened.What gift is packed in such a box?There is a newspaper on it?

"mum--"

A faint meow came from inside the box.

The little assistant turned his head silently.

#我家老老太少画画风everyday#

#I seem to be an assistant to a fake goddess#