After rebirth, Yan Shao can't climb high

As soon as Jing Wanwan entered the supermarket, she went straight to the fresh food section, Yan Tingjue pushed the cart and followed a few steps, then suddenly turned and went to the snacks section.

According to the records in the document, he bought a lot of snacks that she liked to eat before.

After shopping, he pushed the shopping cart to find her, and saw her standing in a daze in front of the hairy crabs.

"Want to eat?"

Jing Wanwan shook her head: "I don't want to, it's all shells, there's no meat, and it's hard to eat."

"If you want to eat, I can peel it for you."

She shook her head and grabbed the hem of his clothes.

"I'm just curious how long the crab's memory is."

"Ok?"

"A fish's memory is only seven seconds, what about a crab?"

"I haven't considered this question." Yan Tingjue was overwhelmed by this question.

Seeing Jing Wanwan's small appearance, he was a little disappointed, so he quickly took out his mobile phone and asked Du Niang.

"It is said on the Internet that crabs are very smart and will remember them for a lifetime."

"Really?" Jing Wanwan grinned, "What an infatuated species."

Yan Tingjue: "..."

He doesn't understand what this has to do with infatuation?
Jing Wanwan's gaze shifted from the crab to Yan Tingjue's face, "Mr. Yan, can you get back your previous memories?"

Yan Tingjue's Adam's apple twitched, "Yes, it just depends on whether I think about it or not."

"Why don't you want to get it back?"

"People around me know it. I want to know but I can't ask them."

"why?"

Yan Tingjue frowned, thinking about the contents of the document.

"There will be unhappiness, the doctor said it is for my emotional considerations."

Jing Wanwan tilted her head, and continued to look at Yan Tingjue.

"But Mr. Yan doesn't look like such a fragile person."

For a moment, Yan Tingjue really wanted to know what happened to this girl, but just reading the content in the document, he couldn't empathize with it, and was more at a loss.

"Grandpa said, it's a good thing for me not to wake up before I don't have a girl I like."

Jing Wanwan sighed, "Okay, maybe you are right, so why am I bothered?"

So what if she knew Mr. Yan before?Don't you know each other now?

There seems to be no difference.

She should have listened to Sister Qingyu, and should not be entangled in the past.

"Let's go, I want to eat shrimp, you buy it for me!"

"it is good."

Jing Wanwan tugged at Yan Tingjue's clothes all the way, pointing at this and that, Yan Tingjue was very good-tempered to buy it.

In fact, Yan Tingjue's temper is not so good now, the reason why he is special to Jing Wanwan is the explanation in the document.

The previous Yan Tingjue told him that even if he forgot, he would go find Jing Wanwan half a year later, treat her like a princess, and not lose his temper with her, but take good care of her!

The self in the document has done too many things that chill her heart, and wants to start over, make up for her, and bury the bitterness she has suffered from him with sweetness.

He respected himself, even if he didn't have her memory, he would do the same.

"Mr. Yan, let me cook today!"

Yan Tingjue was slightly taken aback. He knew that she used to cook delicious food, but now she doesn't like to cook?
Jing Wanwan grinned, and dragged his clothes towards the door of her apartment.

"I used to be very good at cooking, and they all said that it was very delicious! I haven't cooked it in the past six months, and I don't know if the skill is still there."

"It will definitely be there."

"I hope, when the time comes, you will help me by the side, and you will correct me if I am wrong."

"it is good."

Yan Tingjue was in a complicated mood.

He knew that he didn't cook before, didn't like it, and couldn't.After hypnotherapy, I saw a cooking competition, and I became inexplicably interested.

Spend a lot of money to invite the champion of the cooking competition to the home to practice cooking hard.Nowadays, he can cook good dishes, both Chinese and Western food.

"Mr. Yan, this shrimp can still jump! My God, did I kill a living creature!"

Jing Wanwan screamed in horror.

Yan Tingjue raised the corner of his mouth, picked up the lid of the pot and put it on, "This way you won't be able to see it."

Jing Wanwan touched her heart with lingering fear, "The shrimp intestines have been processed, why are they still not dead?"

"If you are afraid of this, what will you do when you become a fish in the future?"

Jing Wanwan got drunk thinking about it, and shook her head crazily: "I don't want to kill fish! I would rather not eat fish, don't even kill fish!"

Yan Tingjue's smile deepened, and he didn't know that she liked cooking so much before, and who killed the fish.

However, he wanted to help her in the future.

"If you want to eat fish in the future, I'll make it for you. If you want to make it yourself, I'll help you kill the fish."

Jing Wanwan's eyes were red, and she looked quite aggrieved.

"There are also chickens and ducks, will you help me kill them too?"

"Ah."

"That's not torturing you, killing so many lives, how many sins you have on your body!"

Yan Tingjue couldn't hold back for a moment, and laughed out loud.

Jing Wan Wan pouted, feeling even more aggrieved.

"I'm not kidding you."

"Haven't you thought about these problems when you ate meat dishes before?"

Jing Wanwan shook her head: "It's very strange. In the past six months, Kaimeni and I have to eat meat every day, and I never thought about how they died."

Yan Tingjue rubbed her head, "It's okay, leave the bloody things to me."

Jing Wanwan put the spatula in his hand, "Then you should make the shrimp."

"it is good."

Jing Wanwan silently walked out of the kitchen door to lean on, silently watching the man stir fry with a spoon.

It's quite homely and virtuous, why does it look so handsome?

She rubbed her eyes. She used to watch Brother Lie Xing cooking, but she didn't feel this way.

She watched it for a while, felt sorry, and went in again.

"Let me make vegetarian dishes."

Yan Tingjue didn't have the slightest temper, "Okay."

Jing Wanwan bent her lips, and while washing the vegetables, she said, "Can I invite Kaimeni for dinner tonight?"

"Okay, as long as you're happy."

She bit her lip, "What about my elder brother?"

"Also."

"I feel like you and my elder brother don't like each other. You won't quarrel when you eat together, right?"

Helpless, he hooked the corner of his mouth.

"If your elder brother wants to quarrel with me, I will bear it and not quarrel with him."

"Then I'll call him?"

"it is good."

Jing Wanwan wiped the water off her hands, picked up her mobile phone in front of Yan Tingjue, and called Kaimeni and Jing Wuling.

After hanging up the phone, she said cautiously, "One more person."

"President Feng?"

"Well, I just called. Brother Lie Xing was with my eldest brother, and my eldest brother said to bring him along."

"Okay, then I'll cook a few more dishes."

Jing Wanwan nodded, always feeling something weird, but couldn't find the reason.

The two worked together to prepare a table of dishes. Kaimeni entered the password to open the door of the apartment, and led Jing Wuling and Feng Liexing in.

"Wow, Jing Xiaowan, why did you remember to cook? It's still so delicious!"

Kemeni ran to the kitchen smelling the aroma of the dishes, but was stunned when she saw Chef Yan.

Jing Wanwan walked over and poked her.

"Go, bring all the dishes to the dining room."

"Oh, that..." Kemeni gritted her teeth, and leaned into Jing Wanwan's ear, "Why didn't you say on the phone that Mr. Yan was here to cook?"

"Does it matter? We are all friends."

"Hehe, friend." Kaimeni smiled awkwardly. The Yan and Feng were friends before, but they don't know what they are in the future!