Ye Lancheng watched silently as she put boxes of meat rolls into the shopping cart. He wanted to know if she could move back the entire supermarket's meat rolls if he didn't stop her.
Fortunately, An Zhisu still knew what "appropriateness" meant. After moving almost ten boxes, she stopped her hand very obediently and smiled slyly: "Well, these meat rolls are enough, let's buy some vegetarian dishes.
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"Haha." Ye Lancheng glanced at the meat rolls in the cart indifferently, and lightly opened his thin lips: "Why are you so happy? It's as if you bought it and I let you eat it."
An Zhisu:......
An Zhisu suffered a knowing blow and really wanted to order a cool song for himself.
Such an anti-human husband, if he hadn't taken the initiative to be his wife, he would definitely have been single for the rest of his life based on his strength.
Ye Lancheng took the cart leisurely and directed An Zhisu: "Go pick some vegetables."
"Can I refuse?" An Zhisu's eyes were full of protests.
Green vegetables are the most annoying.
"What do you think?" Ye Lancheng glanced at her coolly.
An Zhisu:......
Well, pretend she didn't say anything.
An Zhisu resignedly went to pick vegetables, but was dumbfounded when he reached the vegetable area.
Damn it, why are there so many types of green vegetables?
"Pack a little each of spinach, cabbage, chicken greens, and Chinese cabbage." Ye Lancheng pursed his lips and motioned for her to take a shopping bag to put the vegetables.
The corners of An Zhisu's eyes twitched, and he dared to ask the hero, which one is chicken feathers? Which one is cabbage? What is the difference between bok choy and green vegetables?
"Don't you know her?" Seeing her not moving, Ye Lancheng raised his eyebrows slightly.
An Zhisu nodded: "I thought green vegetables were all called vegetables. Why do vegetables have so many strange names?"
Ye Lancheng:......
Ye Lancheng pulled a few small bags and threw them to her, then bent down to pick out the vegetables: "Only when you don't know how to distinguish between grains and grains, do I think you are the eldest lady of the An family."
The despised An Zhisu:...
So what did she do wrong to want to be his wife?
"Ye Lancheng, do you know that you can easily lose your wife like this?" An Zhisu felt that he needed to remind him that his wife should be pampered.
"No." Ye Lancheng picked some dishes and handed them to her, and said indifferently: "After all, I have both marriage certificates in my hand. If you want to divorce, you have to have my consent. I have no plans to divorce yet."
The corners of An Zhisu's eyes twitched twice more. She finally understood why Ye Lancheng had to accept her marriage certificate as soon as she received it. This guy knew all about it and would sooner or later make his wife angry.
The couple chose the side dishes for the hot pot, and then bought beef bones, preparing to use the beef bones to cook the hot pot soup. Finally, they chose the hot pot base. An Zhisu chose two bases, and also selected different flavors.
of dipping sauce.
After all this shopping, it was already an hour and a half later when they got home. The couple didn't take a break and carried two bags of ingredients into the kitchen. An Zhisu helped wash the vegetables, and Ye Lancheng started making soup.
"Ye Lancheng, I didn't expect you to like hot pot." An Zhisu chatted with Ye Lancheng while washing vegetables, imagining that Ye Lancheng must be very down-to-earth when he cooks hot pot.
"No." Ye Lancheng said the two words indifferently.
An Zhisu snorted: "Which one likes Su Ye or Xia Jingze?"
"I don't like it either." Ye Lancheng still gave her a negative answer.
An Zhisu was speechless: "Then what hot pot do you make?"
"Simple." Ye Lancheng answered with a serious face.
An Zhisu:......
Damn it, there's really nothing wrong with it.
An Zhisu mourned for Su Ye and Xia Jingze in his heart. They probably didn't expect Ye Lancheng to treat them to hot pot. The reason was not that eating hot pot was atmospheric, but simply because they found it troublesome.
Ye Lancheng is indeed a person who is afraid of trouble. Since he moved into Lantingju, this is the first time he invites Su Ye and others to his home for dinner. They usually eat out. Although Xia Jingze's little wish was fulfilled this time, he also
If you are too lazy to cook for them, eating hot pot is the wisest choice.
After the couple had been busy in the kitchen for half an hour, An Zhisu washed and put away all the hot pot soups by category, brought them to the table outside, and arranged them in a good mood, as if he was going to eat Western food.
have to.
In the kitchen, Ye Lancheng's hot pot soup is almost ready. He is preparing the hot pot base. He dislikes the taste of the base bought in the supermarket and plans to process it himself.
An Zhisu couldn't help, so he secretly went to the basement and ran to the wine cellar to pick out red wine.
She spent some time choosing a bottle of red wine, and when she came back with the red wine in her arms, Su Ye and Xia Jingze had already arrived.
"Wow, sister-in-law, what are you holding? Red wine?" Xia Jingze ran over in a hurry. He was wearing relatively simple clothes today, not as colorful as he was wearing, and he looked much more pleasing to the eye.
"Yes, I went to the wine cellar to pick out a bottle. I will decant it now and it will be a good time to drink it before dinner." An Zhisu shook the bottle, showing a greedy expression.
"Uh...sister-in-law, are you sure you want to drink red wine? Why do I think hot pot and beer go better together?" Xia Jingze turned to look at the side dishes on the table and weakly reminded her that what she was eating tonight was hot pot, not Western food.
"Eating hot pot and drinking beer is a perfect match. Eating hot pot and drinking red wine is called low-key luxury." An Zhisu didn't think there was anything wrong with eating hot pot and drinking red wine at all. She had been missing this bottle of red wine for some time and could never find it.
As an excuse to drink, I will drink whatever I want today.
The corners of Xia Jingze's mouth twitched.
An Zhisu had already passed her to open the wine.
Su Ye looked at her and opened Ye Lancheng's collection of red wine without blinking. He couldn't help but want to laugh. He could already imagine Ye Lancheng's face after seeing his little wife open his collection.
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An Zhisu didn't care whether Ye Lancheng's face was dark or not. She opened it first anyway, so she didn't believe Ye Lancheng could put the plug back in. It was too late.
While An Zhisu poured the wine into the decanter, he secretly rejoiced in his heart. Smelling the aroma of the red wine, his saliva almost flowed out.
Ding dong ding dong ding dong…
The doorbell rang, and Xia Jingze volunteered to open the door.
As soon as the door opened with a bang, Xia Jingze was surprised when he saw that the person standing outside was Song Jiaren: "Why is it you?"
"Why, you are allowed to come to your brother's house for dinner, but I am not allowed to come to my sister's house for dinner?" Song Jiaren rolled her eyes at him.
Xia Jingze was scolded, scratched his head and said, "I didn't expect you to come too."
Song Jiaren snorted and stretched out her hand to pull him aside: "Don't block the way."
Xia Jingze:......
Xia Jingze's face darkened. He was a heartthrob, but he was disliked. He couldn't help but touch his face. Although he was dressed more casually today, his appearance was still online. Is Song Jiaren blind?