Super Sweet Alert: The Motivational History of the Temporary Daughter-in-Law

Ji Weiwei rushed back from home, covered in travel and dust, but she didn't slack off in the slightest.

Looking at herself in the mirror, her sharp eyes carried unwavering strength.

As long as it is related to cooking, she can arouse a strong interest from the bottom of her heart, driving her body to approach the most sacred place.

Maybe others don't know, but she can deeply understand the motivation even after she is exhausted.

After buttoning the white coat and the last button, Ji Weiwei's fair fingers are not the kind of slender fingers, but very even.

Due to the frequent use of knives, her fingers have thin calluses, but Ji Weiwei doesn't care much about it, instead she just enjoys it and enjoys the process.

On the white marble countertop, a white and tender cheek was reflected, and the owner's expression was very serious.

But Ji Weiwei's limbs are relaxed, she firstly handles all kinds of ingredients like water, washes them and slices them for later use.

The watery greens are hanging on the green leaves with water droplets on them, and the red peppers on the other side are shredded and served on the plate.

It looked very pretty, but Ji Weiwei didn't do it right away, after all, she wasn't the only one who came here.

She was waiting for another person, and that was Haibins.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door—Ding Dong.

I only saw her wipe her hands, walked over and twisted the handle, and saw Haibins' smiling face, and looked at Ji Weiwei with deep eyes.

"Sorry..." Hibbins said.He walked in generously, stared at the direction of the kitchen and inhaled suddenly, and said, "It smells so good!"

The bone broth was boiling in the pot, only a few slices of ginger and chives were added, and it immediately filled the whole room.

Seeing Haibins' exaggerated expression, Ji Weiwei couldn't help laughing: "Okay, since you're here, there's no need to waste any more time, let's start now."

"Okay!" Haibins rubbed his hands expectantly, and he swallowed silently, as if he swallowed the glutton that came out at once.

Obviously he came here full of food, this doubt made Haibins not understand, but he still felt that he was fragrant.

As Ji Weiwei said, she didn't stay any longer, she turned around and put one side of the ribs aside, and started to process the oranges.

"What are you going to do?" Haibins' foreign accent was not too heavy, he was like a curious baby, closely watching the movements of Ji Weiwei's hands.

There is a sense of accomplishment in Ji Weiwei's heart. God knows that she is also in the process of preaching, teaching and resolving doubts?
"This is orange-flavored pork ribs. You'll know when you try it later. It's not complicated and suitable for you to start learning." This is actually a hard dish, Ji Weiwei glanced at Haibins.

She began to indulge in it, and after slicing the orange, Hibbins reached out and took a slice.Ji Weiwei glanced at Haibins dumbfounded, but he smiled nonchalantly.

"Don't move around." Ji Weiwei didn't feel anything, but it's not okay to disturb her cooking, no matter who he is.

Haibins watched Ji Weiwei blanch the pork ribs in front of him again, he nodded silently, and took note of this step in his heart.

"Are we going to use peanut oil next?" Haibins proposed, and Ji Weiwei nodded and said, "Yes, you are quite quick to respond."

Haibins looked at Ji Weiwei, touched his head in embarrassment and said, "It's not the first day I've come to China anyway, and I've learned a little bit about the fur, don't you think?"

"It makes sense, I'll let you have a taste of my craftsmanship." Ji Weiwei said, her delicate eyebrows and eyes were even more dazzling illuminated by the chandelier above her head.

When I put the oil into the pot with all my attention, and then put the various ingredients in, the crackling oil stars came out of my ears, and the scent that followed penetrated into my nostrils.

What's special is that it also has the fruity aroma of orange peel. The sweet and sweet taste combines the meaty aroma of the pork ribs. Haibins is like Ji Weiwei's little fan.

It's even better if you ignore his glistening eyes and the appearance of a greedy cat who is about to drool.

When Ji Weiwei was teaching Haibins cooking skills, the seriousness of the other party made her more happy, especially when Haibins was a foreigner, he could go to his country and bring these Chinese delicacies to foreigners.

Thinking of such a possibility, Ji Weiwei couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, the white thick soup was slowly steaming, and gradually floated into the air, making people feel like a fairyland.

The warm and seductive kitchen brought the distance between the two of them a lot closer, but Ji Weiwei didn't notice that she was putting the prepared orange-flavored pork ribs in the bowl.

At this moment, the doorbell rang again.

"Ding-dong-"

"Strange, who else?" Ji Weiwei couldn't help murmuring, she didn't know who was knocking on the door after thinking about it for a long time.

At this time, Haibins had already walked to the door on his own initiative.

As soon as he pulled the doorknob, the man in a black windbreaker was looking at him coldly, his indifferent eyes were guarded, like a lion on the grassland when he saw someone else occupying his territory.

For a moment Haibins felt the freezing temperature, Shangzhi walked in without saying a word, and Haibins turned his body back.

"Who is it?" Before Ji Weiwei finished speaking, she saw Shang Zhi walking over.

She blinked, and looked at Shang Zhi in bewilderment.

"Don't you have the key? Why are you ringing the doorbell?" Ji Weiwei punctured Shang Zhi mercilessly, she really couldn't figure out the reason why he did so.

But at this time, Shang Zhi's gaze was slightly dull, his dark eyes fell on Ji Weiwei, and he said in a deep voice, "I forgot to bring the key, can't I?"

Why, she seems to hear some sense of grievance?
It must be her illusion, what is there to be wronged about?
Ji Weiwei nodded and said, "In this case, you should go and do your work first. I'll call you when I'm done."

At this time, Haibins, who was on the side, heard Ji Weiwei say this, so he came over, but he didn't look embarrassed.

Ji Weiwei was about to cut ginger, but she found that she couldn't ignore Shang Zhi's strong gaze.

"What else are you doing?" Ji Weiwei felt that Shang Zhi seemed a little strange today, but she couldn't get his point, which made her a little strange.

Shang Zhi glanced at Haibins out of the corner of his eye, and walked closer: "I can also help you."

As Shang Zhi said, Ji Weiwei raised her eyebrows, and she blinked suspiciously. Originally, she didn't intend to cook complicated dishes, but now it suddenly appeared that both of them were helping her.

It's not bad, but Ji Weiwei feels that the atmosphere is a bit weird, but I can't put it into words.

After all, what does this have to do with her?

Thinking about it, Ji Weiwei put the side dishes in front of her into the pot together, and the originally not very big kitchen became crowded again because of Shang Zhi's joining.

"Get out of the way, both of you..." Ji Weiwei said, and she felt Shangzhi and Haibins watching her take a step back at the same time.

Ji Weiwei enjoys the feeling of cooking without hesitation and wandering in the kitchen the most.

She even felt that Shangzhi and Haibins were superfluous, but she could only keep it in her heart, after all, it would hurt people's heart to say it.

Both of them were kind enough to help, but looking at Shang Zhi's outfit, Ji Weiwei didn't feel like asking him to help.

After all, the sense of disobedience for a person who should be in the office to appear in the kitchen is still great, but seeing Shang Zhi's eyes, Ji Weiwei always feels that he seems to care about something, and the stubborn light in his eyes never stops.

"Wei Wei, let me do it." Shang Zhi stood here for a while, and he couldn't do nothing, so he picked up the kitchen knife at the side and prepared to slice the remaining ginger.

Ji Weiwei couldn't help but want to speak, but Shangzhi's mobility is not covered, she watched Shangzhi pick up the kitchen knife, those big hands with well-defined joints, this is not the hand holding the kitchen knife at all!
A strange feeling crossed Ji Weiwei's heart, she clenched the spoon in her hand, but she still didn't speak after all.

It is true that Shang Zhi does not know how to chop vegetables, but he has just seen how Ji Weiwei operates.This shouldn't be difficult, right?

However, actually picking it up is another matter.

Ji Weiwei turned around to marinate the ingredients on the side, and Haibins also looked at the smoking pot and carefully wrote down the ingredients.

"Do you need anything else?" Haibins asked, and Ji Weiwei said, "You write it down first, and I'll talk about it later?"

"Okay..." Haibins smiled and nodded, his white teeth made his smile more warm and brilliant, but Shangzhi has another character, so different, but each has its own splendor.

Shang Zhi's preoccupied mind was half distracted by the movement behind him.

He didn't look at the situation in his hand for a moment, the sharp blade was falling on his nails, the sharpness immediately saw blood, and the ginger was dyed red.

Only then did Shang Zhi turn to look at himself, he silently put away his injured finger and let it fall to his side.

"Weiwei, I'm a little tired, please be careful..." Shangzhi instructed, and Ji Weiwei didn't notice what was going on behind her, just nodded and said, "Okay, then you go to rest first, wait for my Dinner!"

As Ji Weiwei said, she showed a sweet smile, and the dimples on her cheeks were faintly visible.

"En." Shang Zhi felt warmth flowing on his fingers, he turned and went to the room after he finished speaking, with a feeling of urgency.

"You see, the fire should be made smaller now, so that the taste will be better..." Ji Weiwei watched Shang Zhi go back, and concentrated on explaining the main points to Haibins.

Haibins is a qualified student, and one that makes Ji Weiwei proud.