Shi Sangluo said, rolling up his sleeves, turning on the faucet, and preparing to clean the kitchen utensils.

She insisted on not letting Fu Chengyuan take action, and without force, he leaned against the door frame with his arms in his arms, watching her busyness.

In my memory, he seemed to have never eaten the dishes she cooked yet?

No, I probably ate it once. When she was in the old house, she cooked a table of dishes, and my grandfather was very happy.

But he didn't take it much at that time and couldn't remember the smell at that time.

“What are you going to do today?”

Shi Sangluo said: "My cousin brought mutton. I bought a chicken. I prepared a pot of mutton soup, a dish of stewed chicken with chestnuts, and a plate of seafood and winter melon, and a stir-fried green vegetables. Three dishes and one soup should be enough for the three of us."

The three of us.

She, cousin, and Xiaozheng.

He was not included.

Fu Chengyuan said: "I think you also bought some tofu."

"Well, I'll keep it for Mapo tofu tomorrow."

tomorrow.

Still nowhere to be his.

Fu Chengyuan touched his nose and pretended not to understand her subtext.

Shi Sangluo was not talking either. Both of them were smart people, so he would definitely understand her words.

"Sang Luo," said cousin slowly, "Why do you make the tofu too? Xiaozheng likes to eat Mapo tofu."

When Shi Sangluo heard this, he nodded slowly: "...Okay."

Fu Chengyuan coughed lightly and looked at his cousin. The eyes of both men were hidden.

Xu Zheng is the only one who is not very happy, he doesn’t eat spicy food!

In front of her cousin, Shi Sangluo was not easy to drive away. Fu Chengyuan was shameless and refused to leave. She had no choice but to cook step by step.

Although her cooking skills are not as good as her mother, they are quite good. The cooked dishes are placed on the operating table, and the work expert Xu Zheng has already taken the dishes to the restaurant with great eyesight.

Four dishes and one soup, with meat and vegetables, and a warm fragrance floats in the air.

My cousin asked: "Can Xiaofu drink alcohol?"

Fu Chengyuan nodded: "Yes."

"Cousin, he still has to drive when he goes back later and can't drink."

But my cousin didn't care: "Isn't it better to call a delegate driver? Xiaozheng is still young, and I am being taken care of by your cousin at home. I finally had some free drinks. Could it be that I'm just drinking alone?"

As he said that, his cousin directed Xiao Zheng: "Go and bring the bottle of wine hidden in his father's car."

Xiao Zheng ran out like a little rocket, and soon he got a bottle of white wine.

The cousin held it in his hand and smiled and said, "It's not a good wine. Xiaofu, you can drink it. If it's really not easy to get into the throat, forget it."

Fu Chengyuan had already taken the initiative to take the initiative to come over: "I should pour you wine."

Shi Sangluo finally brought a spoon over and put it in the mutton soup. Looking at the bottle of wine in Fu Chengyuan's hand, he couldn't help but feel sweaty.

A fifty-six-degree old white dried Hengshui is enough to bear half a bottle per person.

"Does Xiao Fu usually drink?"

Fu Chengyuan poured wine for his cousin and filled himself with it.

There is no wine glass at home, only a glass cup for drinking tea, a full cup, just four taels.

"I drink less at home, and I drink more when I am socializing outside."

"Oh, your drinking party should drink more red wine, right?"

"Yes, there are also foreign wines, and there are relatively fewer white wines."

"Then you just happened to try it today. Those red and foreign wines are not very good, so Lao Bai is still dry and refreshing."

Fu Chengyuan accompanied him and chatted with his cousin. He drank half a cup in one gulp. Seeing Fu Chengyuan gritted his teeth secretly.

With such a high degree, even though he has a good alcohol tolerance, he has been sweating.

"Drink, Xiao Fu, why don't you drink?"

"Oh, OK."

The elder was so stuffy that he could not be inferior. As his respect for his elders, he also poured half a cup.

"Okay, Xiao Fu has a good alcohol tolerance, so eat food."

"Yeah, OK."

Two adult men were fighting each other for a drink, while Shi Sangluo and Xu Zheng were obediently making rice.

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"Yes, I'll go and give it to you."

Despite this, Shi Sangluo still underestimated Xiao Zheng's appetite.

The boy of fifteen or sixteen was just the time to eat. The rice cooker she bought was just for her own meals. It was not very big. Today, she cooked a pot of rice slowly, and in a blink of an eye, most of it was consumed by Xiaozheng. The child looked like he was still sweeping away the wind and had no intention of eating full for the time being.

Shi Sangluo hesitated for a moment, why not cook a pot?

But it takes at least forty minutes to cook, and I don’t know if it’s time to do it.

"Cousin..." Xiao Zheng also realized that he seemed to have eaten too much, and felt a little aggrieved.

Fu Chengyuan asked: "What's wrong?"

Xiaozheng asked aggrievedly: "Is there anything else to eat at home?"

"Didn't eat enough?"

"……Um."
Chapter completed!