klisemfg Chapter 174 The Kitchen Becomes a Battlefield
Chapter 174 The Kitchen Becomes a Battlefield
"Yingzi, what are you looking at!"
Song Qian looked in the direction Qiao Yingzi was looking at in confusion, and then was slightly stunned.
"Wenjie? Why is she out buying groceries with Yidi?"
Just when the two saw Tong Wenjie and Wang Yidi, Tong Wenjie and Wang Yidi also saw the two.
Tong Wenjie and Song Qian smiled, waved, and walked over.
"Qian, why did you suddenly think of taking Yingzi out to buy groceries today?" Tong Wenjie said with a smile.
"We've finished all the food at home, and since we have some time today, I'll bring Yingzi over for a walk."
Song Qian explained with a smile, then looked at Wang Yidi puzzledly and asked, "Yidi, is your mother here at the supermarket too?"
"No, no, I came here with Aunt Wenjie." Wang Yidi's pretty face turned slightly red, and she was a little shy.
"this...?"
Song Qian looked at Tong Wenjie in bewilderment, as if asking, "Sister, what's going on with you?"
"Wang Qing isn't home these past two days, so I thought of inviting Didi to my house for dinner, so I brought her out to buy groceries."
Tong Wenjie glanced at the shy Wang Yidi and explained.
"So that's how it is." Song Qian nodded.
This makes sense, otherwise it would be a bit weird for Tong Wenjie and Wang Yidi to buy groceries together.
It's like going out to buy groceries with your daughter-in-law or nephew's wife.
Qiao Yingzi's eyes flickered slightly.
She always felt that things were not that simple.
"Aunt Wenjie, I also want to have dinner at your house today, is that okay?" Qiao Yingzi walked up to Tong Wenjie, hugged her arm, and said coquettishly.
"Why not?" Tong Wenjie said with a smile, "If you want to come, you can come every day."
"Then let's put it this way. I'll come to your house for dinner tonight." Qiao Yingzi said with a smile.
"Okay, it's settled."
Tong Wenjie rubbed Qiao Yingzi's head, then said to Song Qian, who was smiling bitterly, "Qian, why don't you just not cook tonight and come to my house for dinner."
"this....!"
Song Qian hesitated for a moment, then nodded and smiled, "Then I won't be polite."
"You're being a bit awkward. What's our relationship? Why are you talking about this?"
"Yes, yes, I'm really not polite tonight."
.....
Wang Yidi pouted and looked at the boastful Qiao Yingzi with an unhappy face.
Well, the originally happy dinner now has a new enemy.
Qiao Yingzi raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
Although her relationship with Wang Yidi has eased, it does not mean that she wants Wang Yidi and Lin Lei'er to have too much contact.
night.
When Lin Lei'er returned to Tong Wenjie's house, the whole kitchen looked like a battlefield.
Lin Lei'er looked at Wang Yidi and Qiao Yingzi, who were acting a bit ferocious in the kitchen, and swallowed his saliva.
In his entire life, he had never seen anyone kill fish like Qiao Yingzi.
It's just an ordinary small crucian carp. Is it necessary to hit it with the back of a knife a dozen times?
And Wang Yidi too.
The tofu is cut a little too evenly, with all kinds of shapes and sizes.
If Tong Wenjie and Song Qian hadn't been watching, Lin Lei'er really wanted to pull these two people out.
"Leier, stop looking, these two people have gone crazy."
Fang Yifan slumped over the table, feeling hopeless, and said weakly, "I was thinking of having a big dinner tonight, but now it's okay. I hope they don't poison me to death."
Lin Lei'er's eyes twitched slightly.
You know what, it's really possible. Thinking of the dishes Wang Yidi and Qiao Yingzi cooked last time, he got a headache.
Speaking of which, among these three girls, Huang Zhitao is the most reliable. She can cook, clean up, and organize clothes.
Huang Zhitao helped Lin Lei'er clean his house and organize his wardrobe several times.
The only problem is that this girl is a bit of a contrast.
Huang Zhitao is usually a very gentle type, but in private, she is really a bit wild.
Think of this.
Lin Lei'er thought of his swollen lips last time. This girl is really crazy when she goes crazy.
However, this contrast seems quite exciting.
Ugh, you are totally talking nonsense.
Lin Lei'er took one last look at the kitchen, then sat down next to Fang Yifan.
"By the way, cousin, have you finished those exams I gave you?"
"I just finished writing it last night. What's the matter? You're not going to give me some more, are you?"
Fang Yifan was so frightened that he jumped down instantly.
He had finished so many test papers with great difficulty. If Lin Lei'er gave him another stack or two, he would really want to die.
"Relax cousin!"
Lin Lei'er looked at Fang Yifan speechlessly and said, "Don't worry, at least I won't give you a bunch of test papers before the next semester starts."
"That's good!" Fang Yifan breathed a sigh of relief, then his eyes widened instantly and he said, "You won't give me another bunch of test papers? That means there are still a bunch left?"
"What do you think?" Lin Lei'er shrugged and said, "Cousin, unless you don't want to apply to the Capital Film School, you will definitely fail this test."
Hear this.
Fang Yifan collapsed on the table like a deflated ball, muttering to himself.
"I'm so tired. Who invented this damn senior year? I want to fight him to the death."
"You're the only one who's still fighting so hard?"
Just then, Fang Yuan walked out of the bedroom with a smile.
"Forget it, son. Just accept your fate and work hard to get into a good university."
"Let me tell you, if you fail the art exam this time, I don't know if you will fight to the death with the person who invented the senior year of high school."
"But your mother will definitely fight you to the death."
Fang Yuan patted Fang Yifan on the back, his eyes full of pity.
"Dad, can't you be more reliable? You are still gloating here at this time." Fang Yifan said speechlessly.
Does Fang Yuan need to remind him of this kind of thing?
He had promised Tong Wenjie at the beginning that he would definitely take the entrance exam to the Capital Film Academy.
If I fail the exam in the end, haha, getting a beating would be the least of my worries.
Lin Lei'er looked at the father and son joking with each other, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
This is the taste of home.
In the future, he will definitely have his own home.
Think of this.
Lin Lei'er's gaze returned to the kitchen, and he sighed as he looked at Wang Yidi and Qiao Yingzi who were defusing bombs in the kitchen.
These two girls really put them in a difficult position.
You have to know that these two are rich girls who have rarely entered the kitchen since childhood.
He knew exactly why Wang Yidi and Qiao Yingzi were helping in the kitchen.
Lin Lei'er rubbed his eyebrows and smiled helplessly. Forget it, it's his own fault, so he has to bear the consequences.
Then he walked towards the kitchen.
"Auntie, Aunt Song Qian, you two can go out. Leave this to me."
"Ah? Lei'er, don't you know how to cook?"
"Yes, Lei'er, you should go out. Your aunt and I are watching over the kitchen, so nothing will happen."
"It's okay, let me do it. I've watched a lot of videos recently, so cooking is pretty simple."
After saying that, Lin Lei'er took off Wang Yidi's apron and got to work.
"Yidi, Yingzi, you two can just watch from the side, or help me out later."
"okay!"
Wang Yidi and Qiao Yingzi looked at Lin Lei'er who was busy and looked at each other.
Are they being disliked?
"Hey, Qiao Yingzi, why is your face so dark?"
"Wang Yidi, how dare you criticize me? That black spot on your nose is not real."
Tong Wenjie and Song Qian ignored the two people arguing next to them, but watched Lin Lei'er's skillful technique seriously.
A few minutes later, Tong Wenjie and Song Qian came out of the kitchen with confused looks on their faces.
"Mom, Aunt Song Qian, why did you two come out!" Fang Yifan looked at the two people who came out and his eyes widened instantly.
Oh my god, why did these two chefs come out?
Only Wang Yidi and Qiao Yingzi are inside. Won’t the kitchen explode soon?
Tong Wenjie and Song Qian ignored Fang Yifan's noisy voice, looked at each other, and smiled bitterly on their faces.
"Wenjie, I now truly believe that there are people in this world who can learn anything quickly."
"Yeah, I used to think my nephew was incredible, but now I realize I underestimated him."
Fang Yifan looked at the two people who were talking in a weird way, and looked towards the kitchen in confusion.
In an instant, he was shocked by the scene in front of him and couldn't help but open his mouth wide.
At this moment, Lin Lei'er seemed to have transformed into a cooking god. The pot, spatula and knife seemed to come alive in his hands. The kitchen was ablaze with fire and bursts of fragrant aroma came from it.
"Oh my god, Lei'er, you're going to heaven!"