God, please be gentle with me

There was puffing steam coming out of the aluminum steamer, Zhao Bin lifted the lid, and a rush of steamed eggs rushed over his face, of course, this also made his glasses blurred.

"An Jiyu." Zhao Bin yelled, "Give me the tray lifter over there, please."

"What are you talking about?" An Jiyu had never heard of such a thing, and was very curious.

"It's something like a clip, hanging by the refrigerator." Zhao Bin took off his glasses and wiped the moisture from them with the hem of his apron.

"Oh! I saw it." An Jiyu came to Zhao Bin with a tray lifter, "How do I use this?"

"Loosen it, clamp the edge of the bowl, and then lift it up, so that it won't be hot at all." Zhao Bin put his eyes back on, and saw that An Jiyu had followed his instructions, and put the steamed egg in his hands. to the table.

"It's really interesting, it's like a clip for a claw machine." When An Jiyu came to the kitchen of Zhao Bin's house, he was a curious baby, asking what this one was for and what that one was for. What kind of vegetables are there?

Zhao Bin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "This is the one that crushes garlic, and the one that cuts apples. Aren't these all household utensils? And that bundle is spinach, you should have eaten it."

"Oh! Yes, I've seen it boiled." An Jiyu suddenly realized, "But it has no roots."

"The root needs to be cut off, how about this, I will cook and you will help."

"Hit it?"

"Yes, you don't even know how to fight, do you?"

"Yes, yes, but I don't understand why you need to hit me." An Jiyu looked puzzled, "Honestly, Bai Tang, I don't want to hit you."

"Haha, did you grow up in a foreign country?" Zhao Bin couldn't hold back his smile anymore, "Helping me means helping out. When my mother is too busy to cook, she will ask my dad to come and help me."

"I'm not, it's just the first time I heard this saying, I'm willing to help!" An Jiyu was elated, it turned out that this is a word only used between husband and wife, he really earned it!

"Well, but if we continue talking, we won't have time to eat." Zhao Bin turned his head to busy, in fact, to cover up the throbbing in his heart, An Jiyu's eyes can discharge electricity, Zhao Bin has already forgotten what he was doing twice dish.

When I came back today, Zhao Bin found that his mother had put the dishes in the refrigerator. Of course, they were only ingredients. There were no finished or semi-finished products. There was a message on the refrigerator: "Mom and Dad have a meeting tonight, you can eat by yourself, dear son .”

Zhao Bin asked An Jiyu to take care of the puppy, and went to the kitchen to find goat milk powder, which can temporarily replace the bitch's milk, so that the puppy can have a full meal.

In the lower cabinet on the far right of the kitchen, besides milk powder, there are some emergency medicines for pets, such as prevention and treatment of diarrhea and vomiting, as well as auxiliary medicine feeding tools such as syringes.Although there are no pets at home, my mother, as the editor-in-chief of a pet magazine, often participates in stray animal rescue and adoption activities, and these have become essential medicines for the family.

Under the influence of his mother, Zhao Bin also had some preliminary knowledge of taking care of pets. When he took the goat milk brewed in warm water, he went to An Jiyu.

Found him sitting on the floor, having a great time with the puppy.

At that moment, Zhao Bin almost thought that he had brought two dogs home, a large dog and a small milk dog.

"Here, feed him." Zhao Bin handed An Jiyu a shallow stainless steel basin that was not easy to be trampled over.

"You are mother, hello." An Jiyu smiled slyly.

"Beat you, believe it or not." Zhao Bin, who said so, also sat on the floor and gave the goat milk to "Fu Xing".

In fact, Fu Xing had already smelled the aroma of milk, and was so excited that he wagged his tail and spun around like a small spinning top, but "father" and "mother" flirted with each other, and it was so slow to put a milk pot.

As soon as the basin fell to the ground, Fuxing couldn't wait to rush over. First, he stepped into the basin with two paws, and then lowered his head and drank vigorously. But it may be the first time he drank the milk from the basin. milk foam.

Zhao Bin had been prepared for a long time, and took out a wet tissue for pets from his pocket, and wiped its face and paws. An Jiyu asked worriedly: "Should I use a bottle to feed it?"

"I also have a pet bottle here, but it's almost full moon, so it's fine without a bottle." Zhao Bin said.

At this time, Fu Xing regained his composure and continued to drink milk with his head down. After a failed experience, he learned his lesson and stopped choking his nose, and licked the milk pot vigorously.

"As expected of Zhao Bin's mother, she knows everything." An Jiyu joked again as he watched Fu Xing drinking happily.

"You are the mother." Zhao Bin raised his hand and hit An Jiyu on the head. It was not heavy, but An Jiyu held his head in an exaggerated manner, and said full of grievances, "If you want to be a father, just say it, what are you doing?" Hit me... I can let you be my father."

But Zhao Bin still raised his hand and slapped An Jiyu's arm lightly: "Feed well, I'll cook."

"You know how to cook?" An Jiyu looked surprised, "Did your parents prepare dinner for you?"

"They are too busy at work and always have to work overtime." Zhao Bin said, "And cooking is not a difficult task. They are all home-cooked dishes, just wash and cook."

"Gululu..." An Jiyu's stomach growled quite appropriately because he didn't know whether it was because he heard the dinner or something.

"You..." Zhao Bin looked at An Jiyu and said, "You didn't stand outside for a whole day without eating, did you?"

"Does eating half an energy bar count?" An Jiyu asked.

"Of course not!" Zhao Bin asked as if he had discovered an alien creature, "How can you not eat for a day? Don't you feel hungry?"

"It may be because of being an artist, I am more hungry." An Jiyu smiled coquettishly.

"Your stomach will be starved, just wait, I'll prepare dinner here." Zhao Bin hurried into the kitchen, staring at An Jiyu dumbfounded.

After all, in the morning, Zhao Bin was still wondering if he would come here again, but now he was anxious to cook for him.

An Jiyu touched Fu Xing's head and asked softly, "Tell me, does your daddy like me or not?"

"Goo..." Fu Xing burped in a dignified manner after drinking enough milk, and then fell asleep next to An Jiyu's feet.

"Wow, you really sleep when you're full." An Jiyu looked left and right, picked up a pillow on the sofa, and let Fu Xing lean on it, then he picked up the clean and shiny stainless steel plate, Went into the kitchen to find Zhao Bin.

"Dong dong, dong dong." Zhao Bin forgot to take off his school uniform jacket, directly tied on an apron, and was chopping shallots on the kitchen counter. An Jiyu

Looking at Zhao Bin, I really want to hug him from behind and kiss his neck...

"Hmm!" Just by imagining it, blood rushed to his forehead, An Jiyu felt that he was going to have a nosebleed, so he raised his head quickly.

"What are you looking for?" At this moment, Zhao Bin turned his head and saw An Jiyu staring up at the ceiling, thinking he was looking for something.

"It's nothing, Fu Xing is sleeping, he drank all the goat's milk." An Jiyu touched his nose without any trace, hehe, fortunately, he reacted quickly and braked in time, so there was no nosebleed!

"It seems that it has been hungry for a long time, what a poor baby."

"What are you doing?" An Jiyu put the milk basin into the sink and saw Zhao Bin was busy.

"I'm making tofu steamed eggs." Zhao Bin said without stopping his work, "My mother bought a box of tender tofu and thought I could make a mapo tofu. Considering you can't eat spicy food, you will With acne, Han Jiali never touches chili peppers, saying that it will cause acne, so I put tofu in steamed eggs, which is also delicious.".

He often eats An Jiyu’s late-night treats and talks about food with him. Zhao Bin knows that An Jiyu has no food allergies, and there is nothing he can’t eat. Of course, in order to maintain his figure, sweets are If you can't eat it, you don't eat it.

So when cooking, Zhao Bin can quickly decide what the dishes are tonight, not only that An Jiyu likes it, but also suitable for him, but he can't be trained by the manager after he finishes eating. pause.

Hearing the rhythmic sound of chopping vegetables, An Jiyu took a closer look. Zhao Bin finished chopping the chives nimbly and cleaned the tofu, while the egg liquid in the bowl beside him had already been beaten.

On the stove, a steamer is already set up, and on the other stove, a casserole is already on the fire.

"The fresh shrimp porridge in the casserole, my mother just bought river shrimp today, and I added some senbei and carrots, you've been hungry all day, drinking some porridge will warm your stomach."

"In just such a short time...you have done so much?" An Jiyu was so surprised!

"Is there a lot? It's okay, I cook a lot during the holidays." Zhao Bin laughed.

"You are such a good wife..." An Jiyu just said it, and Zhao Bin raised the knife: "Hehe, you really don't remember your lesson!"

"Ah, did I say it? I'm so sorry, I thought it was just thinking in my head..." An Jiyu apologized with his hands folded.

"You can't even think about it!" Zhao Bin said, "I'm a man, don't get me wrong."

"Yes..." An Jiyu obediently responded, and then began to look around, full of curiosity about everything in the kitchen, and couldn't stop asking questions.

He didn't really help until Zhao Bin asked him to help...

"Put the heat insulation mat here, right?" An Jiyu held a bamboo heat insulation mat in his hand.

"Yes, for casserole porridge." Zhao Bin held two ceramic rice bowls with an antique "Fu" printed on them, and two pairs of nanmu chopsticks with "Fu" engraved on the chopsticks.

"Oh, there are still two porridge spoons and a big soup spoon." After putting down the bowls and chopsticks, Zhao Bin went back to the kitchen to get them.

When he came out, An Jiyu had already placed all the dishes and casserole properly: a bowl of soft tofu steamed eggs, with small cubes of white tofu inlaid in the middle of the steamed eggs, which looked very artistic;

A plate of spinach with garlic, bright green; a plate of homemade bean curd sticks, which is quickly fried with bean curd sticks and lean pork slices. Porridge, but Zhao Bin cooked a sufficient portion, after all, two big boys were eating.

"Sit down." Seeing An Jiyu standing at the table waiting for him, Zhao Bin smiled.

"Does your family need to pray before meals?" An Jiyu asked cautiously.

"what?"

"that is……"

"Stop it." Zhao Bin said, "You said just now that you didn't grow up abroad. What's the matter with praying before meals?"

"After all, it's the first time I'm eating at your house, so I don't want to be rude." An Jiyu seemed cautious.

"You will be rude if you don't eat anymore." Zhao Bin shook his head with a smile, and reached out to lift the lid of the casserole, but accidentally touched the edge of the pot, which was still very hot.

"Hey!" Zhao Bin called out, and withdrew his hand.

"Let me see!" An Jiyu quickly stood up and took Zhao Bin's hand, the tip of his index finger was a little red.

"It's okay, I have rough skin and thick flesh." Zhao Bin was in pain at first, but as soon as An Jiyu held his hand, he was so nervous that he forgot the pain.

"Don't take it lightly, how do you hold the pen if you get burned?" An Jiyu didn't dare to relax, "Do you have a medicine box at home?"

After Zhao Bin was stunned for a moment, he suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" An Jiyu asked puzzled.

"I still remember the last time you were at school, you also found a medicine box to apply medicine for me," Zhao Bin said, "An Jiyu, you are too worried about others."

"It also depends on who that person is." An Jiyu said, bowing his head and blowing on his fingers.

Zhao Bin's fingers trembled slightly, and his heart trembled even more. He wanted to withdraw his hand, but An Jiyu didn't want to let go: "It's better to wash it in cold water."

"An Jiyu, I started to learn to cook when I was in junior high school. This kind of burning is really nothing. If you don't believe me, take a look, I still have scars on my fingers." Zhao Bin simply spread his hands. There are a few faint dots.

"This is the time to fry chicken wings... This time to fry fish balls..."

"I see, I'll make it for you in the future." An Jiyu said with distress, "Does it hurt?"

"Do you know why my mother asked me to learn to cook? My mother also felt distressed when I was splashed with oil, but she hoped that I could take good care of my daughter-in-law and share housework in the future." Zhao Bin was just telling the truth, but This truth hit An Jiyu a lot, he was stunned.

Zhao Bin took the opportunity to withdraw his hand, the pain was no longer there, and there was no swelling, just as he thought, it was all right.

However, An Jiyu's expression looked as if he had also been burned, as if he wanted to cry but couldn't.

"You are starving, eat quickly." Zhao Bin thought that An Jiyu was so hungry that his stomach felt uncomfortable, so he wanted to open the porridge pot and give him porridge.

However, An Jiyu uncovered it one step faster, and said, "Let me do it."

While An Jiyu was spooning the porridge into the bowl, Zhao Bin continued: "My dad said, if I can't find a perfect woman like my mother as a wife in the future and become a single dog, Note that being alone or something, learning to cook is also a basic survival skill, so cooking should not be just for girls, boys should learn it too."

Hearing Zhao Bin say that cooking is not just for marrying a wife, An Jiyu's heart suddenly brightened.

"Your parents are so kind, they care about you very much, I really envy you."

"Aren't your parents bad?"

"It's also very good, but...my family is not as simple as yours." An Jiyu said, "My family is run by grandpa and grandma, and my parents just follow orders. Before that, my great-grandpa presided Housework, but he is old and has a bad heart, so he no longer manages the house."

"Grandpa...it sounds like your family is a big family." Zhao Bin laughed.

"Well, nearly three hundred people..."

"Wow! There are a lot of people. Our family only has about [-] mouths including grandpa's side." Zhao Bin was surprised.

An Jiyu suddenly looked at Zhao Bin, because he thought of an idea just now, that is, Zhao Bin will be one of his family members in the future, and said: "I think my family is short of one person."

"Who is worse?"

"I'll tell you later." An Jiyu smiled and took a sip of porridge happily, "It's delicious!"

"Really?"

"Well, it's super delicious, even better than the century-old porridge shop you recommended."

"Is it that exaggerated?" Although Zhao Bin said that, he was very happy. .

"This spinach is also delicious, the best spinach I've ever eaten."

"It's almost done." Zhao Bin began to feel embarrassed, blushing, and lowered his head to drink the porridge.

"Here you are." An Ji put some sliced ​​meat into Zhao Bin's bowl, "Candidates should eat more meat."

"Thank you." Zhao Bin said, just as he was about to scoop up a spoonful of steamed eggs for An Jiyu, the doorbell rang suddenly, and the outstretched spoon paused in mid-air.

He and An Jiyu looked at each other.

"Are aunt and uncle back?"

"No..." Zhao Bin slowly put down the spoon, feeling unavoidably nervous. He looked at the wall clock on the dining room wall, it was [-]:[-], and his parents said he would not be back until [-]:[-].

And they have keys and won't ring the bell at all.

"That's it?" An Jiyu was also a little nervous, he didn't want to leave any bad impression on his future father-in-law and mother-in-law.

"Hush." ​​Zhao Bin made a whispered gesture, and gently opened the dining chair, intending to walk to the door and see who was outside the cat's eyes.

An Jiyu also stood up, Fu Xing woke up unexpectedly, staggered to An Jiyu's feet, and looked at Zhao Bin with An Jiyu, with a little curiosity in his eyes.

Zhao Bin was about to go over to have a look, when the door was knocked loudly, and - "Binbin! Are you on the toilet? Why don't you open the door."