Zhan Yin thought of the video his grandma sent him. Haitong was weaving handicrafts with concentration, which was particularly charming.
He didn't admit it. He watched it several times, and he had to admit in his heart that a woman who focused on one thing and was full of confidence exuded a charming temperament, like a big magnet, attracting the attention of others.
People say that confident women are the most beautiful.
Confidence can indeed be seen in Haitong.
She is a very strong and self-reliant woman.
"I didn't know the smell of vinegar when I was this old, and I won't know it in the future... You didn't sleep?"
Zhan Yin suddenly saw Haitong walking in from the balcony, and he was stunned for a moment.
Then Zhan Yichen said: "I'm going to sleep. I gave him a call when I thought of him before I went to bed. I'll go to bed later."
Zhan Yin ended the call.
Zhan Yichen: "..." m.
"I was sitting on the balcony and fell asleep without realizing it. You woke me up by talking to someone."
Zhan Yin frowned and said to her: "The night is as cold as water, be careful to catch cold."
"Thank you for your concern."
Haitong yawned, "Mr. Zhan, I'm going to bed first."
He didn't tell Zhan Yin much about what happened tonight.
Zhan Yin said nothing and watched her go back to her room.
She was not sure if she heard what he and Zhan Yichen said, and how much she heard?
Alas, with the addition of someone called his wife in his territory, Zhan Yin felt that his private life had lost its privacy.
The next day, while having breakfast, Zhan Yin knew how much Haitong had heard, because there was a bottle of unused vinegar placed next to his breakfast.
Haitong cooked noodles for breakfast today.
The couple each had a large bowl, each with a fried poached egg on top of their bowl of noodles.
Also add chopped green onion, coriander and some shredded pork.
Haitong took out a bottle of Lao Gan Ma from the kitchen. She unscrewed the lid, used chopsticks to scoop a little Lao Gan Ma into the noodles, then pushed Lao Gan Ma in front of Zhan Yin, "Would you like to add a little more? Like this noodles
It will taste better."
"No, thank you."
Zhan Yin refused.
Haitong screwed back the lid, put Lao Ganma aside, took the bottle of vinegar, opened the lid, and poured it into his own noodles. As he poured it, he said: "When I eat noodles, I also like
Add some vinegar, it will be sour and delicious."
Zhan Yin said nothing.
"Mr. Zhan told someone last night that he didn't know the taste of vinegar. Try it now and I'll add a little for you."
Haitong didn't wait for his answer, so she poured vinegar into his bowl of noodles, capped the bottle, put the bottle of vinegar next to Lao Ganma, picked up the chopsticks and said to her husband, "Eat it."
Zhan Yin looked at her for a moment, then picked up his chopsticks and ate the noodles she cooked. It was a little sour with the vinegar, but like she said, it was sour and quite delicious.
"How is the taste?"
"acid."
Zhan Yin replied instinctively.
"This is the taste of vinegar, it's sour! Mr. Zhan has tasted it. Don't tell people in the future that you don't know the taste of vinegar because you are so old. People will suspect that your IQ is not as good as that of a three-year-old child."