Holding the wrong fake young master to favor without knowing it

Yan Qingyuan wants to cook for her?

Or is it to learn what she likes to eat?

Xi He, who was originally angry because Yan Qingyuan was cooking for others at someone else's house, immediately softened his mood after hearing this sentence. Sure enough, although he didn't call, it was impossible for his youngest son not to like him.

Maybe it's because I want to cook for my family, so I don't necessarily want to practice here. Xihe's angry mood was instantly calmed down.

"It's possible, but it can't be here." Xihe cast a disgusted look at the narrow place where he couldn't open his hands, "Come back with me and make it in the kitchen at home."

"Okay, just wait for me, mom, I've packed up everything here, let's make it first."

"Why? You don't eat it, so why not make it for others?"

Yan Qingyuan shook his head: "Gu Hanhai will be back for dinner tonight, I didn't inform him in advance today, and don't give up halfway when making things, it will waste ingredients."

"Isn't there still a mistress standing beside us? Doesn't she even know how to cook?" Xi He sarcastically said.

"Would it be none of your business for me?" Si Xueyu wasn't ashamed at all, but said very stiffly, "My son will cook for me, and I'll just sit and enjoy myself."

Xihe chuckled, and suddenly approached Si Xueyu, and whispered in the other's ear, "It's because you are such a waste that your son has to work so hard. My son's cooking is fun and enjoyment. Your son's cooking , to support a useless mother like you."

Yan Qingyuan didn't hear this sentence, but Xihe looked at Si Xueyu's changing face with a smile, and looked into the kitchen with satisfaction: "How long will it take? Otherwise, I'll ask someone to do it, I'm hungry Yes, go back quickly."

It was the first time for Yan Qingyuan to see such a down-to-earth Xihe. For some reason, the corners of his lips curled up. Today's mother feels very approachable. Is it his illusion?Obviously, the atmosphere between them was still so stiff just before they got off the car and left.

Si Xueyu sat quietly on the dining table, looking at the food on the table.

Yan Qingyuan left with Xihe after cooking, but Si Xueyu still couldn't wake up from the emotion of being hit by Xihe.

If it was someone else, they would ridicule her as if the other party was jealous of themselves, and ignore everything.

However, Xihe's natural temperament and the luxury that is obviously revealed by real rich people, her disgust and contempt for the place where she lives, and the difference in the other party's status make Si Xueyu only feel that she is actually a real person servant.

Just like what Xi He said, even if Yan Qingyuan cooks, it's just because he likes it, not because he is forced to.

Looking at Yan Qingyuan's results on the desktop, Si Xueyu even felt that Yan Qingyuan's instructions to her before leaving were all mocking her.

After eating, you can clean up the dishes. Is she going to wash the dishes?

What does it mean to leave food for Gu Hanhai? Doesn't she know to give food to her son?

Need them to fake kindness there?

Suddenly, Si Xueyu ruthlessly overturned all the food on the table, and the bowls and plates crackled and shattered on the ground, but the glistening white rice had solidified together and was completely cold, showing that Zhuo Si Xueyu has been sitting here for a long time.

Si Xueyu stood up and took out all the ingredients from the refrigerator and threw them on the ground, trampling on them constantly. If the slippers couldn't be broken, she used a stool.

In the room that had been smashed everywhere, there was a thin crying sound belonging to a woman.

While crying, Si Xueyu turned on her mobile phone to call Gu Hanhai, but because Gu Hanhai didn't bring a mobile phone with her on the evening shift, no one answered her. Si Xueyu was very wronged, and she needed someone to comfort her.

In the end, Si Xueyu trembled, looked at the number in the phone, saw Gu Changhe's name, there was a moment of hesitation in his eyes, but he still called.

After the call was connected, Si Xueyu said in a trembling voice: "Changhe...Changhe...I'm so sad...Can you save me..."

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Yan Qingyuan originally wanted to sit in the back seat, but was asked to sit in the co-pilot.

Xihe always looked at his youngest son beside him intentionally or unintentionally.

Gu Hanhai said that if you want to communicate with your younger son, you should talk to him directly.

But Xihe really couldn't say what he wanted to say.

Who is this little son following? It makes people angry and distressed.

"How long have you been learning to cook?" Xihe choked out a sentence after a long time.

"I started making it when I arrived at Gu Hanhai's house. You can't eat takeout every day, it's expensive."

Takeaway is expensive?Xihe felt a twitch between his eyebrows.

"And if I cook by myself, I will be very happy to be eaten by the people I like. I also want to cook what my parents like, so I will be very happy."

Xihe's expression changed a few times, she had to say the second half of the sentence, she was refreshed, and finally held back Yan Qingyuan's "money concept" education, and said slowly: "Is it difficult to cook?"

"Difficult, not difficult, in fact, it is really easy to cook something well, it is difficult to make it delicious, it is easy to add seasonings, but it is difficult to put what to put and how much each dish is different, but it is easy to eat , It is also difficult to make the taste as imagined.”

Yan Qingyuan has been tricked by the cook at home since he was a child, but he can't cook even one-tenth of the cook, so he really believes in the saying that there is a specialization in art, but it is a pity that he is not good at cooking. no talent.

"If you want to learn, isn't the kitchen at home more suitable?" Xi He asked.

"Just want to cook some ordinary home-cooked food, the kitchen at home is too professional."

There was a bit of bitterness in Yan Qingyuan's smile, maybe the house he rented would not be able to rent one with a kitchen in the future, if he learned too many things and couldn't handle it, wouldn't that be a crime?

Since Yan Qingyuan likes the small kitchen, let the family members come out to a small room in the villa to arrange it.

"Since it's for us to eat, don't take advantage of others. The children of our Yan family don't serve others."

Yan Qingyuan was silent again. If this remark sounded like it was in the past, maybe Yan Qingyuan would have responded, but he is not a child of the Yan family.

Yan Qingyuan unconsciously held the seat belt with both hands, took a deep breath, and said, "Mom, Dad actually respects Mom very much."

Xi He didn't understand why the topic came to Yan Qisui again, so he simply responded, "Yes."

"Mom is amazing, really amazing, and the eldest brother and the second brother also admire mother very much. Both the father and the mother are very yearning goals for the eldest brother and the second brother."

"...Mmm." Although Xihe only responded, who doesn't like to hear nice words?

"So mom, in this family, everyone thinks that mom is no worse than anyone else. Everyone must have seen mom's ability in mom's company. No one dares to say that mom is not good."

"They really didn't dare." Xi He reluctantly hooked the corners of his lips, but he was actually happy in his heart.

"Mom has already done things that most people can't do. Everyone admires her. The current mother is good enough. She is so good that she doesn't need to look at anyone to live."

Suddenly, there was silence in the car. Xihe slowly parked the car on the side of the road, put on the handbrake, but did not let go of her hand. After a long time, she slowly said to Yan Qingyuan in an extremely cold tone: "Who told you what? Those people from my natal family have contacted you?"

Yan Qingyuan tightened his hands instantly, unconsciously breathing a little tight.

Did he bring up the subject too soon?

"I just, always feel that way. Mom rarely keeps in touch with her family members, just..." Yan Qingyuan can't say that he felt it from the book.

In fact, the description of Xihe in the book seldom mentions the affairs of Xihe's family, but Yan Qingyuan knows very well that Xihe's natal family is a famous and famous family, but Xihe pours all his heart into Yan. In terms of family business, if you are an ordinary person, you may say that you marry your husband and follow your husband, but obviously Xihe is not such a person.

Xi He raised the corners of his lips slightly after hearing this: "Do you still care about your mother?"

In fact, Xihe is a little angry. After all, she has always been at odds with her family. In fact, her marriage contract itself was made by the eldest son of another family who was not in good health. Sending it was more or less out of intention to manipulate the other party, but Xi He was unwilling, so he took the initiative to find Yan Qisui.

She is a young lady, but she is an extremely strong young lady. She does not work for any family or name, but only for herself.

So when Xihe heard Yan Qingyuan mention the family she had abandoned, her first reaction was to say something that didn't hide her temper. After saying that, Xihe regretted it.

No matter what she said, she sounded like a gun with a gun. If it was Yan Qingyuan, she would definitely quarrel with her. If Yan Qingyuan gets angry, the meal will be ruined again...

Xihe was a little annoyed, but found that Yan Qingyuan, who might be angry with her according to his temper, was sitting quietly in the co-pilot today. When she looked over, she found that Yan Qingyuan was also looking at her at this time.

There was no anger in Yan Qingyuan's eyes.

"Yes." The still young teenager did not vent his dissatisfaction as sensitively as before, but calmly stated a natural fact, "I care about my mother."

Xihe suddenly choked, probably because Yan Qingyuan complied too calmly, his anger disappeared as quickly as if he was starved and touched cold water, and there was a kind of embarrassment: "Mom didn't give birth to you just now. angry."

"Well, I know, mom isn't mad at me." But he probably hates his mother's natal family, so the vague feeling that his mother doesn't like her natal family when he was reading the book should be true.

If possible, can he meet his grandparents?Although she has few contacts, it's not that she hasn't had any contacts. My mother was also a young lady back then, so how could she not love her family members.

Yan Qingyuan thought for a while, and finally shook his head, leaving all these things that he could do nothing behind.

Xu Sanzui, the old housekeeper of the Yan family, was standing at the door at this time, and saw the young master's car driving into the garage from a distance, and stood at the door to greet him with a smile. Yan Zeshui came in to change his shoes, and asked, "Is mother back yet?" ?”

"Yes, Eldest Young Master, Madam has brought Young Master back, and is now in the kitchen." Xu San smiled decently, but actually there was a hint of ridicule in his eyes, waiting for what Eldest Young Master would say next.

"Is Yuanyuan coming back too? With mother? What are they doing in the kitchen?" He walked towards the kitchen as he spoke, not so much asking as he was impatient to verify it himself, Xu San finally He couldn't help laughing, it was exactly what he thought, he couldn't help but went immediately.

Xu San stood at the door, waiting for the second young master to come back.

The second young master came back after 10 minutes. Both of them were driving, but it was just a matter of time. The second young master preferred to drive steadily, which was very similar to his personality. After seeing the second young master, Xu San followed the same pattern. .

Sure enough, Yan Zeqing replied reservedly, and then went to the kitchen without stopping.

Xu San felt that as the old butler of the Yan family, it was actually quite good to occasionally watch these interesting scenes.

Yan Qingyuan's cold sweat was secretly breaking out, a little embarrassed, then he laughed dryly unconsciously, and coughed again.

Why did he just come back to cook a meal and a lot of people had to watch him?

Yan Qingyuan himself just wanted to cook an ordinary meal, but looking at the prepared ingredients and the chef of the Yan family who was smiling and looking at him, he obviously wanted to help him himself.

At this time, Xihe simply moved a chair and sat not far from the kitchen. She put on slippers and casually hung them on her toes, revealing her well-maintained ankles. She tilted her head slightly and looked at Yan Qingyuan, very focused. appearance.

And there are still some servants who have finished today's work and are about to get off work without changing their clothes. At this time, they piled up at the door and looked at Yan Qingyuan.

Obviously it was just a time to try my own craft for my mother, but it was turned into a show.

Yan Qingyuan cut a piece of ginger in a complicated mood, and the chef next to him nodded and clapped his hands: "The young master's knife is really stable, it can be seen that he has worked hard."

Yan Qingyuan looked down at the sliced ​​gingers of different sizes, and felt that the roots of his ears were going to burn.

Yan Qingyuan sautéed the sauce to be used, and the aroma spread out, and the chef at the side immediately clapped his hands: "Not bad, the young master really worked hard."

Yan Qingyuan's cheeks were basically flushed. How could he have never thought that the chef who had already learned cooking since he was a teenager and went abroad for further studies? Being so shy, Yan Qingyuan knew very well that his little skill was not enough in the eyes of the other party, so he felt even more embarrassed.

"Yuanyuan is cooking?" Yan Zeshui's voice suddenly appeared at this time, Yan Qingyuan immediately turned his head, his eyes were full of pleading for help, hoping that the elder brother could understand his extremely embarrassing mood at this time and confuse all these people with inexplicable curiosity let's go.

However, Yan Zeshui didn't seem to notice Yan Qingyuan's cry for help, and simply dragged a chair and sat over: "Mother, what is Yuanyuan doing? It smells so good?"

"Why don't you ask me?" Yan Qingyuan hesitated, feeling that the scene was too embarrassing, he really needed someone to talk to him and understand his embarrassment.

"You should concentrate on cooking, Yuanyuan, concentrate on cooking. After all, it's the first time our young master of the Yan family is cooking. We are very concerned about it. Don't worry, Yuanyuan, even if the kitchen blows up, it will be recovered within half a day. .”

Why is it based on the premise that the kitchen was fried?

Although Yan Qingyuan wanted to cry but had no tears, he also knew that Yan Zeshui definitely didn't think it was a big deal to watch the fun, and he must not help himself on purpose!

Yan Qingyuan only felt that everyone's eyes were piercing behind him like sharp arrows, and felt that there were patches of cold sweat behind him.

"To what extent have you achieved it?" Yan Zeqing's cold voice sounded in the kitchen at this time.

At this time, the chef said with a smile on the side: "The sauce is fried, and the fish is ready. The young master cuts the fish well. Although it is a bit slow, he is very careful. There should be a good finished fish with pepper. "

It's the second brother!

"Second brother, you all go to the restaurant. It's good that I have a chef watching over here. I won't blow up the kitchen." Yan Qingyuan felt that his smile could hardly be held back.

Yan Zeqing and Yan Qingyuan looked at each other, and said slowly, "Yuanyuan, your oil is too hot."

"Huh?" Yan Qingyuan subconsciously shook the pot, and suddenly a fire ignited in the pot, and the oil in the country was overheated and burned. Yan Qingyuan reached out and picked up the lid next to it in a hurry, and put it on, watching the fire go out. , eyes are full of confusion, followed by rapid flushing of the cheeks.

But Yan Zeqing raised the corner of his mouth: "That's right, you know how to cover the pot, it seems that this happened more than once, right?"

At this time, the maids who were watching at the door covered their mouths and laughed, Yan Qingyuan almost became angry from embarrassment.

"Yuanyuan may have a talent for cooking, not everyone can cook oil." Yan Zeshui who was on the side added oil and vinegar.

Xihe snorted softly: "This is my favorite dish. If you talk too much and fail to make it, I will punish you."

Yan Zeshui silenced, but Yan Zeqing suddenly said, "Have you recorded it?"

"The monitor is always on, Second Young Master, and I took a lot of photos, can I send them to you?" asked the chef who had been standing beside Yan Qingyuan.

"Yeah." Then Yan Zeqing turned on the phone and started taking pictures of Yan Qingyuan.

Now it's all right, Yan Qingyuan's limbs are stiff.

Xi He watched, and turned on the video recording function of his cell phone with a blank expression.

Yan Qingyuan felt that the current self had really changed a lot from the past. With so many people staring at him, he did not drive everyone away angrily, but cooked a complete meal by relying on his memory. It was really not easy up.

Yan Qingyuan's craftsmanship is actually very ordinary. The dishes made today are basically difficult for Yan Qingyuan. The elder brother loves meat, the second brother loves vegetarian food, and the mother loves fish. Yan Qingyuan himself is a small eater who can eat everything and cook all There were four dishes and one soup in total, and Xihe glanced at the other dish calmly.

very funny……

It turned out to be pork liver.

In fact, not many people know what Yan Qisui likes to eat, because Yan Qisui basically has a lot of dinners, and after dinners, he usually talks about business and rarely shows a heavy appetite.

But Yan Qisui really likes to eat pork liver, not only pork liver, but also like it. Has Yan Qingyuan even noticed this?

Xihe suddenly felt that he was in a very bad mood. In fact, this child had been secretly watching them all the time, but they obviously didn't know anything.

Xihe recalled the phone call between Yan Qingyuan and Yan Qisui that she overheard at that time, and always felt that the sudden growth of this young man was somewhat inexplicable, but nothing really happened.

What she did as a mother was really unqualified, and she didn't know what happened to her child at all, so it's no wonder that Yan Qingyuan didn't get close to her.

"Isn't it delicious?" Yan Qingyuan's voice suddenly rang in Xihe's ear, Xihe looked over subconsciously, and met Yan Qingyuan's somewhat apprehensive eyes.

"It's delicious." To be honest, the taste is very ordinary, but Xihe just thinks that such an ordinary taste and texture can taste so delicious.

She even tasted a faint milky aroma in the middle of the pepper fish, which is very memorable.

"That's good." Yan Qingyuan was obviously slightly relieved, and then showed a big smile.

Yan Zeshui also thought it was delicious. Yan Qingyuan specially cooked pork trotters according to his taste. When he came back, he thought it was pepper fish, but he didn't expect that Yan Qingyuan had stuffed the braised pork trotters in the pressure cooker early on. Yan Zeshui suddenly smiled when he saw this dish.

He likes to eat meat, he doesn't dance, chicken, duck, fish and pigs are fine. As for the pig's trotters, Yan Qingyuan remembered him because every time he went to the night market secretly with Yan Qingyuan, he always liked to order roasted pig's trotters.

Probably a lot of work has been done. It should have been pressed in the pot for a while, and it is not soft and rotten. It’s just that eating pig’s trotters at home is actually somewhat lacking in image, so...

Yan Qingyuan shaved off all the meat from the pig's trotters. While the pig's trotters were still hot, he took gloves to remove the meat bit by bit, and then seasoned and fried the finished product.

Roucai was very attentive, and Yan Qingyuan had actually considered it all.

Yan Zeshui wished he could bring that plate of pig's trotters directly in front of him, and don't care about his image, just eat it with rice, but it's obviously not good in front of Xihe.

Yan Qingyuan looked at Yan Zeqing who was in a daze at this time, and said: "Actually, making vegetarian dishes is really difficult. To make them delicious, and to cook them with different tastes, I am actually very distressed. These are all taught by Gu Hanhai. "

Although Yan Qingyuan cooks vegetarian dishes, he does not have only one dish, but a vegetarian dish platter. This is the method Gu Hanhai taught him. He puts a portion of each dish, so that he will not eat too little or too much. The taste is just right, and you can also use other spices.

"Gu Hanhai is really talented in everything he does. He learned it from the chef of the restaurant. My technique is not very good. I wanted to learn it again. It was a surprise that I came back today, but the chef gave me a gift. There are a lot of suggestions, I think it might taste better than what I made at Gu Hanhai's side."

It took Yan Qingyuan a long time for today's meal, and it was already eleven o'clock in the evening when he finished cooking. He cooked and processed very slowly, but...

The satisfaction of all the people with this meal cannot be described in words.

The chef and other servants are in the kitchen, and there are some specially prepared dishes. Everyone watching can taste the craftsmanship of the young master of the Yan family.