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The meat was stewed on the fire only to realize that it was getting late, so Chen Yan simply started cooking.

The chefs in the kitchen didn't pay attention to this chubby teenage boy at first, and they didn't know what this young master of the Wen family was doing.But when Chen Yan started cooking, everyone was shocked.

This is too professional, this action of cutting vegetables and throwing the pot, even their current chef is like this!

Everyone watched Chen Yan's dishes come out one by one, and they couldn't help at all.

Wen Jingjun received a call from his younger brother, saying that he was giving himself a surprise. Although he was not very interested, he came back early.

In the past, he was a loner all his life, but now that he has parents and brothers, he is also willing to enjoy the taste of family affection.What's more, this younger brother has always admired him, and occasionally begged him to come back earlier, and he didn't want to refute the other party's face.

Wen Jingjun, whose instinct is like a beast, has a much stronger sense of smell than ordinary people.As soon as he entered the door, he could smell the faint scent coming from the restaurant, and the smell was very familiar.

"Brother?" Wen Jingyu, who had been waiting for his brother to come back at the door early, looked at his brother's reaction in wonder.This is not right, the eldest brother looked towards the restaurant as soon as he entered the door. Could it be that someone has become a spy, secretly reported to his brother, and leaked the secret?

"Well. Is the meal ready? I'll go upstairs and change first."

"Okay, okay, brother, you can eat when you come down."

After frying all the dishes at hand, there is only stewed meat left on the stove, which is still simmering over low heat.Chen Yan lifted the clay pot to have a look, and found that the fire was still a little bit worse, so he leaned on the small stool by the door to rest for a while.

Unexpectedly, after working all morning, this sleepiness came up again, and he fell asleep leaning against the wall.

The fried dishes have been placed on the table in order. Wen Jingjun looked at the dishes on the table and couldn't help frowning, "How did you cook so many dishes?"

He used to live a very extravagant life, because money was bought with his life, and he had a feeling of 'if you don't spend it today, you will spend it tomorrow'.It was the same person who woke him up by looking at the rest of the table and scolding him fiercely. The two had known each other since that time, but it seemed that the beginning was too bad, so the other party always had no good looks towards him.

Starting a new life, what that person said has been engraved in his bones and blood, not extravagance and waste has become a forbidden area in his heart, and he has always educated this only younger brother in this way.

But now the kid obviously forgot what he said.

"Brother..." Seeing the look in his brother's eyes, Wen Jingyu swallowed nervously, "there won't be any leftovers. They're all very delicious, you'll know when you taste them, big brother."

Wen Jingyi looked at his brother's face with a bitter face.As long as he eats with his brother, he will clean up the leftovers.My brother doesn't allow waste, so he is responsible for eating whatever my brother doesn't like, and my brother may just taste a few bites.

It has to be said that Wen Jingyi was lucky that he didn't grow into Chen Yan's chubby body.This is also the reason why Wen Jingyi tried his best to find a good cook for his brother.It was too unpalatable, not only my brother was uncomfortable, but his stomach was more important.

Wen Jingjun didn't say a word, and asked Yang Le and Wen Jingyu who were trembling next to him to sit down.

"Where's Yan Yan?" Wen Jingyu looked around and asked Yang Le who was beside him quietly, seeing that there was no voice from Chen Yan.

"I asked just now, and said that there is another dish that is almost ready." Yang Le said in a low voice.

The two of them didn't move their chopsticks, they just watched Wen Jingjun pick up a dish nearby and take a bite of it.

After taking this dish, Wen Jingjun's face changed drastically.

this dish...

Compared with the fried lotus root box that Wen Jingyi brought last time, it only tasted like that person, but it was already very rare.But the person in charge today at least has five points of that person's taste.

what 's wrong?Is he dead too?Also came to this world?

Wen Jingjun went to pick up other dishes with trembling hands.

That's right.

This is the opponent's craft!

Although the taste is a little lacking, this special taste can only be produced by that person!

But how is this possible?

He has already arranged all his people to protect him, why is he here?This is impossible!

Wen Jingjun stood up in a daze, not even feeling that the chair had been bumped, "Where is the cook?"

"Brother?" Wen Jingyi was startled, trembling and speechless.

"Hurry up." Wen Jingjun said coldly, if the kid in front of him was not his younger brother, he would have slapped him long ago.

"Brother, if you don't like it, feel free to scold me." Wen Jingqi pleaded softly, "I didn't know you would be so angry."

Wen Jingyi was really scared.Although his elder brother used to have an astonishingly cold aura, he hardly ever lost his temper with him.But now, it was clearly furious.He obviously felt that what his elder brother showed that day was that he loved the craftsmanship of Yanyan. Could it be that the little fat man was sleepy today, and the dishes he made tasted wrong?

"Brother Wen, you..." Yang Le also came over. Although Chen Yan was his cousin, he was undoubtedly his younger brother. He would not let Wen Jingjun touch Yan Yan with a finger, even if he said a word.Even if they don't do this company, he can't let people hurt his family.

"It's okay, don't take it to heart." Wen Jingjun took a deep breath, "I am too familiar with the taste of this dish. It may be made by an old friend of mine, so tell me, where is he?"

"Old man? Impossible?" Wen Jingyu said with a bitter face, "Brother, if you promise not to hurt the other party..."

Wen Jingyi looked at Yang Le pitifully.

"I promise."

"Yanyan is in the kitchen." Yang Le said, closely following Wen Jingjun who was rushing towards the kitchen.If the other party makes any moves, he can stop them.

When Wen Jingjun rushed to the door of the kitchen, his steps slowed down.

If you say you don't want to, that's a lie.

He has been here for more than 20 years, and that is what he misses for more than 20 years. He never thought that he would see each other again one day.He felt his hands shaking as he went to pull the doorknob.

But when the door opened, he didn't see anyone familiar, he didn't even see anyone, only a small pot of meat stewed on the kitchen stove.

Wen Jingjun couldn't tell whether he was relieved or disappointed. "Where are people?"

"That...to your right." Seeing that Wen Jingjun really didn't mean to get angry, Wen Jingjun spoke cautiously.

"Huh?" Wen Jingjun looked to the right, and saw a little fat man sitting on a small stool in the corner, dozing off against the corner, and suddenly showed a expression of not knowing what to do, "He did it?"

"Yes, this is Yanyan, Lele's cousin."

It was the first time Wen Jingyi saw his brother showing such an expression, it was like a thick plaster mask that was suddenly shattered by lightning, revealing the real expression inside, a little panicked and a little at a loss.

This made Wen Jingyi suddenly want to laugh for some reason.

After so many years, it was the first time he saw his brother have such an expression.

Wen Jingjun was a little disappointed.

This is not the person he wants to meet.

But he still didn't give up.

What if the other party wasn't born with the same face as him?

"Hello." Wen Jingjun squatted down, stretched out his hand and shook Chen Yan gently, "Wake up?"

Chen Yan was sleeping soundly, but he woke up immediately when he felt that someone was shaking him. When he looked up and saw Wen Jingjun, he was startled, "Who are you?"

Wen Jingjun was disappointed for a while.

If it was the other party, seeing him would at least be a little pleasantly surprised, how could it be such a frightening feeling.

How did he know that Chen Yan wouldn't be frightened if he didn't see this familiar and unusual face.

The ghost doesn't go away!

How can I see this face everywhere?

Wen Jingyi's face already resembles six to seven points, but this face is even more similar, it's a 100% replica!

Thinking of how bad this person was, Chen Yan didn't like the person with the same appearance in front of him, and he didn't even want to see him lower his head and quickly stood up.Face-to-face with this kind of face, I will definitely recite words.

How did Yang Le know what Chen Yan was really thinking, so he quickly pulled Chen Yan to his side, "Brother Wen, my little brother has been timid since he was a child, and he doesn't like to talk."

"Yeah. Hurry up and wash your hands and eat together, the food is getting cold." Wen Jingjun forced a smile.

Hearing Yang Le say that Chen Yan was timid and not talkative since childhood, Wen Jingjun was completely desperate.

Maybe it's another culinary genius to make this taste, but people, it's certainly not the same.

That person has never been a timid person, he can even be said to be bold, and he is not a person who doesn't like to talk. The words that come out of that mouth are poisonous and cruel, but he just doesn't like it.

Wen Jingjun walked out first, and Wen Jingyi hurriedly followed, "Yanyan, hurry up, it's time to eat, it's going to be cold for a while."

"Oh, right now." Chen Yan washed his hands, and put the stew on the stove into a deep plate.

"I'll bring it, you changed the apron." Yang Le looked at his younger brother, "Did you get scared just now?"

"No."

"Jingyi's elder brother looks very cold, but he is actually quite nice." It is precisely because Wen Jingjun usually takes good care of Wen Jingyi and Yang Le, giving him a lot of advice, otherwise Yang Le would not bring his precious little brother to Wen's house. Few people could stand that cold face.

"En." Chen Yan nodded obediently.He thought to himself that it was just the same face, the person he knew was never a good person!