This dinner took a long time to prepare.

The process of braised pork with pickled cabbage is not complicated, but it is time-consuming.

Fortunately, Thirteenth Aunt's house has two stoves, and Yang Fan also has a pot in the kitchen that has not been used for several months.

The two stoves and two pots were started at the same time, so Guoguo and Liu Qianqian in the living room were not hungry for too long.

Although there is a bit too much fat in the pork belly, it has been fried by Yang Fan until it is soft but not greasy, greasy but not fat.

Almost anyone who never eats fatty meat can eat a big piece of Guoguo, let alone Liu Qianqian. The first two pieces are as delicious as eating candy, and they don't need pickled vegetables to relieve the greasiness.

"It's delicious! I underestimated you. I didn't expect that the cooking was delicious and that the work ability was okay." The foodie has a soft mouth. After eating a few pieces of meat, Liu Qianqian praised Yang Fan.

Before Yang Fan spoke, Aunt Thirteen said: "That's right. Before marriage, you can find all kinds of shortcomings in each other, but after marriage, you must remember to pay more attention to each other's strengths. Only in this way can a long-lasting and happy marriage be achieved."

Liu Qianqian lowered her head to eat, why did she get married again?

Yang Fan wanted to agree with Thirteenth Aunt's words, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The Thirteenth Aunt he had just met was knowledgeable, courteous, dignified, graceful, and had the demeanor of an elder, and her words were convincing.

But after being in contact with her for such a long time, Yang Fan no longer had any sense of admiration for Aunt Thirteen.

You don’t want to say anything, you are just a little girl.

After seeing people's hearts for a long time, I can no longer pretend.

During this period, because the weather is getting colder and people need to store fat for the winter, people don’t walk their dogs as often and walk them at home instead.

Last night, Guoguo took on the heavy responsibility of playing with Golden Retriever and Gungun. She was so tired that she fell asleep on the sofa early.

After Aunt Thirteen found out, she asked her tentatively: "Is the battery out?"

Guoguo fell asleep and of course did not respond.

So, Thirteenth Aunt ate snacks with one hand and carried Guoguo, who was asleep and limp and limp, with the other hand, back to the room.

Yang Fan who was watching on the side was stunned.

Guoguo didn't respond at all, so her mother took her back to her room and threw her on the bed to charge her.

"Qianqian, if you can't finish all the pork belly, you can bring some back to your mother later." When they were about to finish the meal, Aunt Thirteen pointed to the plate of pork belly on the table and said to Liu Qianqian.

"Ah? Can I still pack it?" Liu Qianqian was a little excited.

Seeing a small hand reaching into his bowl and grabbing the vegetables in front of him, Yang Fan raised his head and said, "No!"

Why?

You eat it often, but you don’t like it.

Liu Qianqian wanted to argue, but held back.

Yang Fan cooked the food, and he was not her real boyfriend, so she had no guts to start a fight.

"Qianqian's mother also likes to eat braised pork. Send some back to her." Aunt Thirteen said to Yang Fan in a consultative tone.

He just picked up a chopstick and put the dish in the bowl. Before he could eat it, a little hand reached out to grab it. Yang Fan opened his mouth and said: "The best time to taste the pickled pork with pickled cabbage is ten minutes before it is served. Pack it up and take it home."

Reheat it and it won't taste good. If Aunt Wu likes it, you can come over next time and I'll make it again."

Liu Qianqian was in a daze.

Aren't you afraid of seeing my mother?

I'm afraid!

Aunt Thirteen said happily: "Yes, yes, when fifth sister is not busy, I will ask her to come over sometime and have a meal together. She is a busy person, unlike me, who works nine to five and has a idle job."

"Isn't this bad?" Liu Qianqian looked at Yang Fan and her tone was not as strong as before: "Are you going to meet your parents now? I'm not ready yet."

Aunt Thirteen scolded: "It's Xiaofan who wants to meet your mother, but it's not you who wants to meet Xiaofan's parents. What should you prepare for?"

Only then did Yang Fan realize that this road was getting darker and darker, and he quickly added: "Well, I was too anxious. How could I not see my parents again for three to five years after falling in love? I was too abrupt."

Liu Qianqian immediately climbed up the pole: "Hmm, it's only been less than two months and you want to see my mother. You think so."

Aunt Thirteen hurriedly adjusted: "Qianqian, how can you say that? Two months is not a short period of time. In ancient times, did you know that many women did not have the first chance until their skulls were lifted on the day of their wedding... No, the hijab was lifted.

What did your husband look like when you first saw him?"

"Thirteenth Aunt, you are also a new era woman. Don't use traditional bad habits to constrain us new era women. I haven't seen enough of the great times and the great world. Just don't care about my feelings, you just want me to get married now.

." Liu Qianqian said aggrievedly.

Do girls nowadays yearn for the outside world so much?

Yang Fan sighed: "I remember in the early years, everyone said something sincerely. In the morning at the train station, the long street was dark and empty of pedestrians, and the shop selling soy milk was steaming. In the past, the carriages and horses were very slow, and the letters were very slow.

Far, there is only enough time to love one person in a lifetime. The locks in the past were also beautiful, and the keys were exquisite and stylish. If you locked it, people would understand."

Aunt Thirteen and Liu Qianqian were stunned for a moment.

It seems very beautiful, but when I think about it carefully, I can't remember the specific content.

"What do you mean?" Liu Qianqian asked.

Aunt Thirteen also widened her eyes, like a girl who is extremely thirsty for knowledge.

"It means love is an act of genius that has been lost long ago." Yang Fan said.

"My sister likes your trick, but I don't." Liu Qianqian put down the bowl and chopsticks: "I'm full."

After saying that, I wanted to get up and leave the table.

"You wash the dishes tonight." Yang Fan reminded.

"Are you willing to let my beautiful hands get wet with spring water?" Liu Qianqian spread her hands, her fingers were white and tender, slender and slender, and they were indeed beautiful.

"We have natural rubber gloves that won't get wet." Yang Fan said, you're not my girlfriend, why do you feel so bad about your fingers getting wet?

"Qianqian, it's your turn to wash." Aunt Thirteen said.

Yang Fan cooked the rice, so it was none of his business to wash the dishes.

"Okay." Liu Qianqian began to miss her sister again.

My sister is at home, and she does all these things.

Liu Qianqian was at her side to chat with her at most, but luckily the aunt who cooked was also responsible for washing the dishes, and the Liu family didn't do much of this kind of work.

"Do the dishes well. I have a friend who is very good at making up stories. I will ask him for a script to show you in a while. I think the story he wrote is quite suitable for filming." Yang Fan said to Liu Qianqian.

Recently, he has been busy with the "Lucky 52" program. The question bank, which is the core of the program, is very hard on Yang Fan's brain, so that he has no time to write the script.

Now that it's almost stabilized, I can squeeze in some time to work on the script.

"Your friend?" Liu Qianqian asked doubtfully, "Isn't it your friend who writes songs?"

"No, another one." Yang Fan said.

"Okay." Liu Qianqian didn't feel too reassured.

It would be nice if he wasn't the friend who writes songs. If my sister knew about it, she would probably fall even deeper.

Regardless of the quality, being able to write stories and scripts is your skill and your shining point.

Liu Qianqian doesn't believe in online dating. My sister's situation is no different from online dating, even more outrageous.

Not only have we never met in person, we have never even talked to each other, but just because of a piece of singing or a song, we fell in love with each other.
Chapter completed!