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ps: The weather is hot recently, please do a good job of heatstroke prevention!Don't get all tanned!

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Ah, I can’t think of anything to say in the main text, but he won’t let me post it if I don’t have enough words!

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The author has something to say: (learn to cook with me)

The weather is getting hotter and hotter. The surrounding environment of the villa where Qu Weimin and Cheng Jingjing live is very good. In summer, you can still hear a lot of cicadas. Annoyance only increases sleepiness in vain.

Today Qu Weimin left work early and went to the kindergarten to pick up Qu Yicheng from school.

"Father!" As soon as he saw Qu Weimin, Yicheng's small body flew over and threw himself into his father's generous arms.

"You kid, how old are you, do you still want me to hug you?" Although Qu Weimin said disgusting words, he still held his son tightly with his hands, and he couldn't like it.

He caught a glimpse of Qu Yicheng holding a piece of art paper in his hand, and asked, "Is art class today? What did you draw? Show Dad?"

Qu Yicheng was silent for a while, without speaking, and silently handed the piece of art paper in front of Qu Weimin's eyes.

A blank drawing paper.

"What's going on? You didn't draw anything?" Qu Weimin was puzzled, but he didn't have the heart to blame his son. Instead, he went to the parking lot, opened the car door, and put his son off.

Qu Yicheng's immature face already has a bit of Cheng Jingjing's appearance, but at this moment, his small mouth is pouted high, looking aggrieved.

"Today, the teacher asked me to draw a picture of my mother cooking at home...but...it's usually Grandma Wu who cooks with you...and...my mother is different from other people's mothers..."

"Yicheng, how can you say that, although your mother is of a different gender than other mothers, but he loves you the same, you can't have thoughts about your mother just because of this reason, it's wrong." Qu Weimin sighed, This topic has been causing doubts since Yicheng first entered the kindergarten, but he never avoided it. Instead, he wanted his son to face this matter from an early age, and let him know that although Cheng Jingjing is a man, he is equally great.

"Then...when can mom cook with an apron on? Then I can draw him." Qu Yicheng pouted, climbed into the back seat of the car, and looked at the blank piece of paper again. It seems that I really want to add something to it.

"Anyway, today is Friday, let's ask mom to cook some dishes for you on the weekend, okay?"

"En!" Hearing his son's high-anticipated response, Qu Weimin finally started the car and drove home.

**

That night Cheng Jingjing worked overtime at the company until late, and it was already after nine o'clock when he got home. He dragged his tired body and opened the door, and he could smell the aroma of food in the living room.

"What delicious food?" Cheng Jingjing smiled, watching Qu Weimin bring several dishes from the kitchen to the table.

"My son is asleep, I'm going to make a small stove for you. Look, I made beef tendon jelly, and fried rice noodles with beef tenderloin." The two dishes that Qu Weimin served seemed to be full of color and flavor, not inferior to those in the restaurant at all.

Cheng Jingjing was hungry, so he washed his hands and quickly sat down to eat. Qu Weimin's good cooking skills over the past few years had fattened his appetite, and when he was hungry, he would eat in a storm. This shy and delicate boy can only be seen in Chapter 5.

After eating, Qu Weimin sat aside, and then began to talk to him about picking up Cheng Yicheng after school in the afternoon.

"I was thinking, you just wear an apron, and I will prepare a few dishes in advance, and you can serve them from the kitchen." His daughter-in-law has never been in the kitchen since she was a child, and cooking is still left to herself. Bar.

"How can I do that? Isn't that cheating? No, I must cook for Yicheng myself." Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Cheng Jingjing immediately became unhappy, and he insisted on making some dishes for everyone to see. just work.

"...wife... you... have never been in the kitchen..." Qu Weimin glanced at Cheng Jingjing guiltily, not daring to say what he was thinking. If Cheng Jingjing cooks, it is very likely that the dishes he cooks are dark dishes...

"Then...how about...you teach me...?" Cheng Jingjing was still very self-aware...seeing Qu Weimin's hesitant expression, he knew what he wanted to say...

"That's okay... let me teach you how to make a few simple dishes."

**

The next day

Cheng Jingjing and Qu Weimin got up early in the morning, and they specifically told Mama Wu not to prepare breakfast today, because they were going to make ham and fried egg sandwiches.

Cheng Jingjing put on his apron, and there were two apron straps wrapped around his slender waist. Qu Weimin walked behind him and tightened them gently.

Qu Weimin usually doesn't use this thing for cooking, this apron is borrowed from Wu Ma, it's bright red, but it looks good on his daughter-in-law.

A ham and egg sandwich needs four things, ham, eggs, bread slices, and tomato sauce.

Bread slices are easy to handle. Put two slices into the bread machine and make a ding!

The bread is hot!

Cheng Jingjing skillfully took out the two slices of bread with tongs and put them on a clean white dinner plate.

"Look, isn't it done? Why don't we fry eggs and ham...then I will too!" Cheng Jingjing rolled up her sleeves and beat the eggs on the fried egg plate.

"Slow down! Look, the egg is broken, you have to take out the eggshell!" Qu Weimin has sharp eyes and quick hands, and carefully picked out the fragments in the egg with chopsticks without destroying the perfect shape of the egg.

"I... I just wanted to pick it, you just took the first step." Cheng Jingjing replied as if nothing had happened, and at the same time, turned the fire to the maximum.

"...wife... your eggs will burn like this..." Qu Weimin saw that the eggs on the iron plate were getting older, and the edges around them were all warped up, but Cheng Jingjing still didn't take out the eggs...

"...This... isn't it cooked yet... Yicheng can't eat raw eggs..."

Otherwise, just stir the eggs and forget it...

So, Cheng Jingjing took the chopsticks and mixed the eggs on the plate a few times...

so…

A plate of burnt scrambled eggs comes out of the oven...

"I...I just want the middle to be cooked..." Cheng Jingjing's voice became softer and softer, as if the plate of black burnt eggs had hit him in the face perfectly...

"In order not to waste ingredients, I decided to teach you how to fry eggs..." Qu Weimin came behind Cheng Jingjing, and his gentle breath sprayed on his slender neck in an instant...

"...that... we've decided on fried eggs, you... don't be a rascal... ah..." Before finishing speaking, Qu Weimin's wet kiss fell on Cheng Jingjing's ear...

"Teach you how to fry eggs, and still don't pay the tuition?" Qu Weimin put his hands on Cheng Jingjing's waist, and slowly tightened his strength, forming a posture of hugging him tightly.

"I... I know how to fry eggs... ah...!" It's so bad!This Qu Weimin!He actually bit his ear!

...

The two chatted in the kitchen for a long time, and finally heard the sound of kissing...

Qu Yicheng had already brushed his teeth. Today, Mama Wu didn't call him for breakfast. He came downstairs curiously, and called out Mom and Dad, but no one answered him. He came to the kitchen door and saw his mother wearing an apron. Skillfully combine fried eggs, ham, and bread into one!

At this time, Qu Weimin also took out two boxes of milk from the refrigerator, poured them into a cup, and put a few sesame seeds on top!

"Son, look, your mother is making you breakfast now, do you really want to eat it?" Qu Weimin bent down and stroked Qu Yicheng's soft hair.

"Yeah! I'm so hungry! Mom! I want a sandwich!"

Cheng Jingjing set up the plate and brought out sandwiches for three people. The side of the plate was surrounded by ketchup, so cute!

Qu Yicheng ate it with a big mouthful, today's sandwich was eaten while it was hot, and the fried eggs were delicious!So is the ham!

"It's delicious! Mom! Can you make this for me every day in the future?" Qu Yicheng's eyes were shining with anticipation!

"Really? Okay, then I'll make it for you every day from now on!" Cheng Jingjing smiled brightly, and turned to look at her husband.

have to!In the future, I will get up early every day and eat a sandwich!Qu Weimin thought so in his heart.

**

At night, in the dead of night, from the room of Cheng Jingjing and Qu Weimin, there were continuous creaking and colliding sounds, and there were also a few faint sounds of um, ah, and satisfied panting...

As for what the two of them are doing, um, because it comes from time to time, is it okay, is it okay, this tuition fee is not enough, the author guesses, they may still be discussing who will teach whom to cook during the day!

**

On Monday, Qu Yicheng excitedly took the drawing paper to the classroom, and the students were very curious. Others drew only his mother cooking, but in Qu Yicheng's drawing, there were two people!

One is a tall father, wearing a blue shirt, and standing beside her is a mother wearing a red apron. The two are about the same height and shape, but there is no sense of disobedience!

"Yicheng, does your mother have short hair too? She looks so cute in an apron!"

"Yes, yes, Yicheng's parents are so skinny, hahaha!"

The children gathered around, and Qu Yicheng was very happy, and said loudly and proudly, the sandwiches made by my mother are very delicious!The most delicious in the world!

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Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

Ah Xia? 5 bottles; Ah Jun Ah Jun? 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!