The perfect future of rebirth

Fortunately, this time the call went through.

"Son, is the baby up yet?" Mother Zhao's voice sounded, obviously, she knew why her son called.

Zhao Fusheng shook his head helplessly: "Get up, she is exercising at home, and I will return books in the library."

As he spoke, he whispered, "Mom, which song are you singing? I don't know what to do."

Zhao's mother chuckled: "Silly boy, parents are creating an opportunity for you to get along alone. Are you stupid?"

After a pause, she continued: "Besides, this is what your aunt meant, and I only agreed to it after hearing her say that."

what?

Zhao Fusheng was stunned there, and after turning his mind, he understood Li Yuan's thoughts.

After all, Li Yuan still hopes that she and Fan Baobao can be together sooner,

But is it really okay to cheat a girl like this?

Shaking his head helplessly, Zhao Fusheng said to his mother: "Mom, don't meddle in it. The two of us can solve our affairs by ourselves, okay?"

"You two are thinner than the other, we don't care who cares?" Mother Zhao snorted and said, "I'm telling you, I'm just waiting to hold my grandson, if you delay my holding my grandson, I'll treat you as nothing." son."

Master Mother actually issued such an ultimatum, Zhao Fusheng knew that he definitely had no room for resistance in this matter.After all, his mother's character, Zhao Fusheng, is very clear, if she speaks like this, it means that this matter has definitely not changed.

Sighing, Zhao Fusheng had no choice but to hang up the phone.

At this moment, Fan Baobao was looking at everything around him curiously. Originally, she planned to clean it up, but found that the living room might have an area of ​​nearly [-] square meters, which is equivalent to the area of ​​an ordinary house. Two groups were placed and a wool carpet was laid.

The lush green in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows is very relaxing. One side of the living room is connected to the kitchen, which is also open. There are various electrical appliances around, presenting a back-shaped structure, which can be seen after some design.

There is also a bathroom and two utility rooms next to it. From a rough look, the downstairs has an area of ​​nearly 150 square meters. In addition, the upstairs may have the same area. Fan Baobao doesn't understand why Zheng Yao bought such a large house. , Is there nowhere to spend money?

Even according to her superficial knowledge of real estate prices, she knew that the price of the house here, not to mention buying it, might be an unbearable price for ordinary people, but they just bought it like this.

"That guy Zhao Fusheng must have some secret with Mr. Zheng." Fan Baobao said to himself, thinking a little bit aggrieved.

In her opinion, if there is no special relationship, it is simply because Zhao Fusheng is required to write the following plan, Zheng Yao has no need to provide him with such a good place to live.

But even though he thought so in his heart, Fan Baobao still cleaned the house,

Moving some unsuitable things in the living room to a suitable place, and looking at the kitchen, Fan Baobao's extinguished chef's soul was blazing again.

People with stubborn personalities often have a shortcoming, that is, the more they do bad things, the more they want to do them well.

Just like Fan Baobao, the more unpalatable the dishes she cooks, the more she wants to cook them.

So when Zhao Fusheng came back from the library, what he saw was Fan Baobao struggling in the kitchen in home clothes.

After hesitating for a while, Zhao Fusheng stepped back, intending to slip away quietly.

Unfortunately, Fan Baobao heard the sound of him opening the door, and Fan Baobao said loudly, "Zhao Fusheng, come and help."

Zhao Fusheng sighed, and walked over resignedly: "I said, didn't you agree that I will cook?"

In fact, he really didn't intend to let Fan Baobao cook anymore. After all, as a middle-aged man who loves fragrance and loves jade, Zhao Fusheng is still somewhat reluctant to cook for women, especially young and beautiful women like Fan Baobao.

Of course, this also has something to do with Fan Baobao's dark cooking queen attribute.

"Then shall I help you?"

Fan Baobao, who had been chopping vegetables for a long time, hesitated for a while and decided to honestly give up the position of chef, but she still volunteered and planned to help Zhao Fusheng with something.

Zhao Fusheng thought about it, and took a look at Fan Baobao's current attire: a sportswear for home use, which is beautiful in itself with the bonus of housewife attributes, even Zhao Fusheng is quite intoxicated in this beautiful atmosphere.

But half an hour later, seeing a puff of black smoke coming out of the oil pan in front of him, and even some oil stains splashed on the wall, Zhao Fusheng's mouth twitched, and he looked at Fan Baobao: "Why are you throwing the meat away?" go in?"

"Didn't you tell me to let the meat go?" Fan Baobao looked at Zhao Fusheng with an aggrieved expression.

The corner of Zhao Fusheng's mouth twitched again, the oil pan was already emitting black smoke, miss!

Seeing Fan Baobao's sad expression, as if he was about to go outside in a particularly useless posture, Zhao Fusheng sighed helplessly: "How about this, you help me wash the vegetables, and then I will teach you how to cook some home-cooked dishes ,for example……"

He hadn't finished speaking, and he was exhausted just now. I saw Fan Baobao who looked like he was about to cry. He turned around and appeared in front of Zhao Fusheng. It was clearly written on his face that I can I can write a few big characters.

Even Zhao Fusheng, who has experienced many vicissitudes, felt overwhelmed when facing her eager eyes.

"Forget it, you are a novice, don't make yourself too nervous, too tight is not good." Zhao Fusheng said to Fan Baobao.

Fan Baobao nodded vigorously. Obviously, although he didn't know when Zhao Fusheng learned to cook, compared to his own dark cooking, at least the food he made was edible.

In the kitchen, the figures of two people stayed there, and Zhao Fusheng's voice sounded: "Wash the cucumbers first, let me tell you, cucumbers are actually very good, you can eat them, and they are also very useful... "

The noon sun shines on people's faces through the windows, which is very warm, just like the atmosphere in the kitchen at this moment, just like the smell of home.

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Chapter 293 Notting Hill

The four seasons always wither once, but in the end they wither countless times.

There is always a separation in love, but there are countless separations in the end.

Cooking alone can be boring sometimes, but sometimes it's actually quite romantic when two people do it together.But it wouldn't be so pleasant if one of them would only add to the chaos.

"Give me the vinegar."

"This is soy sauce."

"Are the potatoes ready?"

"I told you to slice potatoes, not cubes."

"Come on, let me teach you how to make fruit salad."

More than an hour later, while eating the fruit salad he made himself, Fan Baobao said to Zhao Fusheng with some embarrassment: "Well, am I really stupid?"

Although Zhao Fusheng wanted to nod, it was obvious that if he nodded, at least his life would be like hell this winter vacation, so the smart Zhao Fusheng shook his head and said in a very calm tone: "It's not that you are stupid, Even novices are like this, and I didn’t know how to cook before, don’t you know.”

"But you learned it later." Fan Baobao said with a pouted mouth.

Speaking of it, it is really a question of talent. When they were in high school, both of them started to help the family with some housework, but Zhao Fusheng quickly learned to cook, but Fan Baobao couldn't understand it all the time.

In Li Yuan's words, it would be great if she had a son like Zhao Fusheng.

"Okay, don't think so much, let's watch a movie." Zhao Fusheng smiled and said to Fan Baobao.

Because it's winter vacation, and neither of them is a junior or high school student, they don't have so much winter vacation homework to write, so most of the time is just boring.