What kind of experience is it to help your wife cheat?

Chapter 46

An Kexin stuffed a bag of scallops into the microwave oven, set the gear to defrost, and did not forget to command Ding Rui: "Xiao Rui, peel the garlic for me first." Carefully tear off the garlic skin.

"Oh, this is too slow, like me!" An Kexin took a clove of garlic and put it on the cutting board, and smashed it flat with a "bang" sound with a kitchen knife.

The garlic skin was stretched open, and it only needed to be pulled by hand, and the whole thing fell off, leaving only tender white garlic cloves that were broken into cakes.

Ding Rui stared at this scene blankly, as if he had discovered a new world.

Good guy, so you can still peel garlic like this?
An Kexin smiled and encouraged Ding Rui: "Come on, I'll get you something else."

Ding Rui patted the garlic "bang bang bang", and the tension in her heart weakened a little.

Song Song, who was sitting in the living room, was always worried about Ding Rui's side. He was afraid that she would be clumsy and unhelpful. He used the excuse of going to the bathroom to temporarily quit the group chat and ran to the kitchen to check the situation.

When Song Song saw Ding Rui slapping garlic with a kitchen knife as if he had a grudge against the cutting board, he froze for a moment, then looked at An Kexin who was busy getting other ingredients, and suddenly had an idea, probably had a The direction to add points.

"How many dishes are you going to cook?" Song Song was asking Ding Rui on the surface, but he was actually asking An Kexin.

Sure enough, Ding Rui couldn't answer, she turned to look at An Kexin.

An Kexin counted the ingredients on the table, and reported the names of the dishes one by one: "Steam a scallop with mashed garlic, cook a fish with pickled cabbage, stir-fry shredded potatoes, stir-fry shredded pork with green pepper..."

With the ingredients brought by An Kexin and the materials in Wu Li's home, An Kexin planned to cook ten dishes, half of which were stir-fried dishes.

Song Song was more sure of his inner thoughts. He said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, thank you for your hard work. Remember to call me if you need help."

Ding Rui blinked her big eyes and looked at Song Song pitifully.

Song Song made a cheering gesture and turned to the bathroom.

In the bathroom, Song Song found the "Knife Skills" option under "Cooking Skills" in the light blue light curtain, and began to add points to Ding Rui.

1 points! 2 points!
Through the previous additions and Ding Rui's changes, Song Song probably came to a conclusion: there is a threshold for these attributes of the "Wife Transformation Plan". If the number of attribute points fails to exceed the threshold, it will enter another level. Ding Rui's improvement is very limited, and when the attribute point crosses the threshold and enters another level, her ability will achieve a very obvious improvement.

Unlike Song Song, Ding Rui grew up in the countryside and has strong self-reliance.She was born in the county town, her parents were both civil servants, and her family background was average, but she was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child, and even the meals were prepared by her mother and handed to her. She only focused on studying, so her life skills were very weak.

At present, Ding Rui's "knife skill" does not even have a level. Song Song used 2 attribute points to help Ding Rui upgrade it to the first level.

Song Song didn't know what the level of first-level knife skills was, but when he thought of Ding Rui's performance after his driving skills were promoted to the first level, he felt very uneasy, and it was very likely that he was about the same as him.

If Ding Rui wants to make good use of this opportunity, as amazing as he just praised Lao Wu's sandwich, it is definitely not enough to have only first-level knife skills.

Song Song secretly sighed, gave up the idea of ​​leaving a few attribute points for Ding Rui to improve her figure and appearance, and focused all the remaining 5 attribute points on knife skills.

He can help Ding Rui advance to another level without asking for 5 points, but he asks for a clear conscience and unreserved support for his wife.

What Song Song didn't expect was that when he finished adding the last attribute point, the entire light blue light curtain suddenly flashed with strong light. Adding that 1 attribute point, the critical hit reached 6 points, directly destroying Ding Rui's The knife maker was sent to "Level [-]".

"Fuck! Exploded?" Song Song exclaimed and jumped up excitedly.

Earn money!It feels like I made a billion dollars!

Song Song couldn't hold back his excitement, he opened the door and wanted to see Ding Rui's changes immediately.

But when he opened the bathroom door, he saw Xu Ze standing at the door with a strange expression and looking at him.

"Are... are you okay? Something exploded?" Xu Ze asked with concern.

Song Song was stunned for a moment, thinking that Xu Ze must have heard his exclamation just now, guessing that Xu Ze might be thinking wrongly, so he quickly made up a reason to explain: "I was playing a mobile game just now, and my equipment exploded, haha... "

Xu Ze also smiled, didn't ask any more questions, and went into the bathroom with his head down.

Song Song shook his head, didn't bother to explain, and walked to the kitchen faster.

But before he reached the kitchen, he heard the very rhythmic sound of chopping vegetables in the distance. He quickened his pace and went over to look around, and saw Ding Rui chopping garlic.

Ding Rui no longer had the jerky feeling when patting garlic before, replaced by seriousness and skill.

I saw her left hand holding the flattened garlic cake, moving it slowly and evenly. The kitchen knife in her right hand was pressed against the knuckles of her left hand. It rose and fell very quickly. In the blink of an eye, she cut several garlic cakes that had been broken into several cloves. Then she pinched the shredded garlic and turned it [-] degrees. She continued to cut the garlic in the same way. In an instant, the shredded garlic was cut into minced garlic.

An Kexin was already dumbfounded: "Xiaorui, you really don't know how to cook?"

"I..." Ding Rui looked at the mashed garlic on the cutting board and the kitchen knife in her hand, feeling a little dazed.

She herself couldn't explain what was going on, she felt as if she was so accustomed to cutting like that, as if she had practiced thousands of times to be so proficient.

Could it be that, unlike what those chefs said, the basic skill of chopping vegetables is not so difficult to practice, but you just need to have hands?

Song Song was the only one who knew the situation. He was worried that Ding Rui would be dragged into flames by An Kexin. When the kitchen knife was replaced with a spatula, Ding Rui would be exposed!
Thinking of this, Song Song hurriedly explained with a joking tone: "Sister An, our family has always had a clear division of labor. I cook, and she will help. She is very professional in chopping vegetables, and cooking is not so good. I don’t have much experience in seasoning and heat.”

An Ke was dubious: "Really?"

She is the head of the food circle department and has many contacts with chefs. She knows very well that someone with such knife skills cannot be bad at cooking. She suspects that Ding Rui is deliberately conserving her strength.

She looked at Ding Rui and saw Ding Rui blushing and nodding at her, as if very nervous.

At this moment, Wu Li's voice came from the direction of the living room: "Ke Xin, how long will it take to recover? Do you want to help?"

An Kexin smiled and responded loudly: "What's the rush? You're starving to death!"

With Wu Li's interruption, An Kexin no longer questioned whether Ding Rui was pretending not to cook. She turned around and took a bag of potatoes and handed it to Ding Rui: "Xiao Rui, hurry up, peel the potatoes and shred them. I'll do it." Soak up the fans..."

Song Song felt relieved and returned to the living room to sit down again.

I don't know where Wu Li and the others talked. As soon as Song Song sat down, Old Wu asked, "Xiao Song, how is your drinking capacity?"

Song Song didn't have the nerve to reveal his drinking capacity, so he just smiled and said, "I rarely drink. I can drink a little bit when I'm with friends or when I have social gatherings."

"How much is a little bit?" An Kexin's husband asked.

Song Song felt that it would be better to say as little as possible, so he said humbly: "About half a catty."

The air suddenly became a little quiet.

(End of this chapter)