Boss Alpha's Thousand-Layer Routine

In the not-so-spacious kitchen, Meng Qing was cutting vegetables, while Dai Yuanqin was handling fish in front of the sink.

Wen Mi looked at the kitchen worriedly, afraid of what his mother would say to Meng Qing, Meng Xi who was on the side only felt that since Aunt Dai came, the atmosphere in the house was a bit dignified.Seeing Wen Mi's appearance, Meng Xi was also a little nervous.

"Brother Wen Mi, does your mother's cooking taste bad?"

"..." Wen Mi's nervousness was completely dispelled by Meng Xi's words, and he couldn't laugh or cry, "No, she cooks pretty well."

"Oh? Brother Wen Mi, don't worry too much. My little dad is familiar with everyone. If he can get acquainted with everyone quickly, they will get along very well." Meng Xi guessed the reason for Wen Mi's nervousness, but never thought about it. Someone will be dissatisfied with his brother.

It was hard for Wen Mi to explain, so he could only nod his head. He wanted to go in and help, but there was no room for a third person in the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Meng Qing and Meng Xi said the same thing. They were cooked and enthusiastic. While chopping vegetables, they asked Dai Yuanqin if he needed side dishes.Originally, Dai Yuanqin was just planning to send fish over, so she chatted with Wen Mi by the way, and after seeing Meng Qing busy in the kitchen, she started handling the fish for some reason.Now that Meng Qing asked this, Dai Yuanqin simply thought about making the fish directly.

"Let's make tofu and fish soup, Wen Mi loves it."

Meng Qing glanced at the chopped tomatoes at hand, originally planned to make tomato and egg soup, but now let's change to scrambled eggs with tomatoes.After Meng Qing answered, he cut the tofu into pieces and thought about Wen Mi. He remembered that Wen Mi's response to fish soup was mediocre when he came to eat at home, and he didn't seem to like fish soup.

Dai Yuanqin took care of the fish and prepared to boil it, but it was the first time for her to use Wen Mi's stove, and it was a little rusty and couldn't turn on the fire.

"This is old, you have to keep pressing it."

Meng Qing stepped forward to help and caught fire easily. Although it was his first time here, Wen Mi had taught him before.But Dai Yuanqin didn't know, she looked at Meng Qing's proficient appearance, as if she came here often, no outsider was familiar with her son's house as a mother.

"In our family, except for my youngest son who can cook, even though he is an Alpha in our family, he is the best cook in our family." It is rare to see his future in-laws, and Meng Qing praises his own cub and earns a living. good impression.

"It's just that he's on a temporary business trip, otherwise he can cook us dinner." Meng Qing didn't know that Dai Yuanqin had come over for dinner, and asked her whether the food was salty or sweet.

Dai Yuanqin stewed the fish soup and listened to Meng Qing's words, as if she was very satisfied with his family Wen Mi, and she didn't seem to mind at all.

Fish soup was simmering on the stove, Meng Qing started cooking on another stove, Dai Yuanqin also wanted to show off, but there was no place.

"Wen Mi, the soy sauce is gone, do you have any new ones at home?"

"Yes." Wen Mi took out a bottle of new soy sauce from the locker and sent it over.

"Did He Shi recommend this brand to you?" Meng Qing took over the new soy sauce, which is the brand he uses at home.

"Yes, he said it was good when we went to the supermarket that day." Zai Zai was still a little uncomfortable when Wen Mi heard that Meng Qing didn't call Ling He.

"Your brand is a bit salty."

"He said the same thing. He said that the sweet taste suits me, but I haven't used it yet."

"You'll know after a while, you must like it."

Wen Mi chatted casually with Meng Qing, and Dai Yuanqin, who couldn't get in the way, looked very dazzling. She didn't expect Wen Mi to have such a good relationship with Ling Heshi's dad, and she never saw Wen Mi and her like this at home. Chat and talk intimately.

After Meng Qing finished cooking, she vacated the stove. Dai Yuanqin didn't want Meng Qing to think that a mother like him wouldn't cook for her son once, so she wanted to add another dish.She opened the refrigerator to see what ingredients were there, but found that apart from eggs and some small green vegetables, there were no vegetables or meat that could be cooked.

Not only that, what surprised Dai Yuanqin even more was that the refrigerator was full of sealed boxes of different sizes, all of which were different kinds of side dishes.

"Auntie, what are you looking for, can I help you?" Meng Xi saw Dai Yuanqin standing in front of the refrigerator for a while, and stepped forward, seeing her looking at those sealed boxes, and explained casually, "The ones with blue lids are my little ones. My dad and aunt made it, and the one with the red lid was made by my brother. My little dad was afraid that brother Wen Mi and... brother Wen Mi would be too busy to cook, so he asked him to bring some side dishes home."

Meng Xi patted his chest, he was almost going to say brother Wen Mi and his brother, wouldn't this reveal that they always lived together.

Nothing in the refrigerator was given by the family, which made Dai Yuanqin feel embarrassed, she nodded politely and said to try it later, and closed the refrigerator.

At dinner, Wen Mi saw that Dai Yuanqin had also sat down, knowing that his mother had already eaten, so she specially served very little rice. When Meng Qing asked, she only said that she had a small appetite.

Meng Qing enthusiastically served Dai Yuanqin with dishes. Compared with her cooking, every dish tasted sweeter, which was not what they were used to.

Dai Yuanqin didn't like her appetite, but seeing that Wen Mi was eating deliciously, she wondered when Wen Mi's taste changed so much?

The fish soup on the dinner table was made by Dai Yuanqin. Wen Mi was afraid that Dai Yuanqin would be unhappy if he always ate the dishes made by Meng Qing, so he kept eating tofu and fish.

"Wen Mi eats fish belly without thorns." Meng Qing took a piece of tender fish belly meat for Wen Mi, and another piece for Meng Xi.

Wen Lu likes to eat fish but doesn't know how to spit spines. As long as there is fish on Wen Mi's dinner table, the belly of the fish is Wen Lu. In fact, Wen Mi spits spines are also very common.

There wasn't much meat on a fish's belly, Dai Yuanqin saw that Wen Mi took another piece and couldn't help but give Meng Xi the rest of the fish belly.

Meng Xi and Wen Lu were about the same age, so Dai Yuanqin naturally felt that the older one should give way to the younger one.

"Xiao Xi eat more, fish is good."

"Ah, thank you, auntie." Meng Xi looked at the large piece of fish maw in the bowl, "Brother Wen Mi, I'll share it with you."

Before Wen Mi could answer, Meng Xi split half of it.

Seeing the two children sharing, Dai Yuanqin was a little dazed, as if the family had never seen such a scene before.

Meng Qing didn't say much while eating, but she had some thoughts in her mind. Earlier, Dai Yuanqin said that Wen Mi loves to drink fish soup, and didn't say to save some for her own children, so why did she put it all in Meng Xi's hands.

Meng Xi and Wen Mi chatted about school affairs while eating, Meng Qing occasionally answered, Wen Mi's relaxed and relaxed appearance did not show the slightest silence and introversion at home.

Dai Yuanqin didn't have much taste for this meal, and when Wen Mi mentioned that Xiao Lu also likes fried chicken in the school cafeteria, she finally had a chance to interject.

"It's no wonder that little boy has eaten less when he comes back recently, so he ate a lot of fried chicken secretly." Dai Yuanqin breathed a sigh of relief, as if she felt that she had also integrated into it, but she didn't know that the only sentence she mentioned was Wen Lu .

After dinner, Dai Yuanqin received a call from her husband, asking why she hasn't returned after being out for so long.

Dai Yuanqin answered the phone, turned her head and glanced, Wen Mi packed up the dishes and went into the kitchen, chatting and laughing with Meng Qing, as if she was separated from her.

"I want to talk to Wen Mi more and go back later."

"What do you have to say to that brat? When you can't leave Ling He with three sentences, if it doesn't make sense, you should come back early. It's hard to manage this kid when he grows up."

Listening to her husband's words, Dai Yuanqin thought about the scene of eating just now. Wen Mi and Meng Xi chatted like brothers, and they didn't hear Ling He mentioned, but there were still endless topics to talk about.Even at home, Wen Mi didn't have much chat with his brother.

At this moment, Dai Yuanqin felt that she didn't understand or know her son.