After the successful divorce, Ms. Zhong regretted it!

Song Ya stayed with Zhong Chuyao until the supermarket staff left, then stood up to say goodbye.

Seeing the eagerness in Zhong Chuyao's eyes, Song Ya joked:

"I won't bother you anymore, just take your time!"

"Hahaha, I won't keep you anymore. I'll show you my skills when I really learn how to do it."

"it is good."

As the invincible best friend in the universe, Song Ya supports and supports any decision made by Zhong Chuyao.

"But, you promise me, you must do what you can and pay attention to safety."

'"... ...I see."

Isn't it just a little dish? If she doesn't know how to cook it, is it possible that she can't even wash it?

This is impossible!

After watching Song Ya leave, Zhong Chuyao walked into the kitchen with high spirits.

Looking at the bags of ingredients one after another, she was a little confused. Where should she start?

It's only 1 o'clock, there are still 5 hours before Lin Yuzhou gets off work, and there are still and a half hours before they get home. Will it be stale to prepare now?

But Zhong Chuyao didn't dare to take a nap before continuing, for fear that the father and son would already be home when they woke up.

After thinking about it, I turned around and made myself a cup of coffee, deciding to start with the simplest vegetables.

It's the same thing if she chooses her first and washes her later.

So she opened a certain page and searched for how to deal with each vegetable.

From stumbling at the beginning, to becoming more and more proficient in the process, Zhong Zhong Chuyao actually found a sense of happiness in it, especially when looking at the vegetables being processed in front of her, she felt a sense of accomplishment.

Especially when I think about how happy my parents would be if they saw this!

After selecting the vegetables, Zhong Chuyao washed them one by one, drained them, and put them in the refrigerator.

This is what I just learned online, and it is said that it can be stored for a longer period of time.

Unknowingly, after finishing all this, two hours had passed.

The time that originally seemed long and arduous can now pass by so quickly.

Now Zhong Chuyao was even more excited and even eager to try meat and vegetables.

How about making pork rib soup?

As she said, Zhong Chuyao found the prepared ribs and began to wash them. Unlike vegetables, the greasy feel made her frown in discomfort.

But I still endured washing it twice, and then started to learn how to blanch water in the video, step by step, although it was slow, but luckily the instructions were very clear. Zhong Chuyao successfully put the ribs into the stew pot, brought it to a boil over high heat, and then turned to low. Bring to a simmer.

The only problem was the right amount of salt. She put in a spoonful of it casually, without even trying to stir it, and hurriedly washed her hands.

Zhong Chuyao, who was tired all morning, didn't bother to go upstairs, so she leaned on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep.

Lin Yuzhou didn't wake her up until he took Lin Siyuan home from get off work.

Lin Yuzhou glanced at Zhong Chuyao, who was sleeping soundly, and unknown emotions surged through his eyes. In the end, he didn't say anything, and just covered Zhong Chuyao with the blanket on the side.

I turned around and planned to go upstairs to change into home clothes.

Lin Siyuan was like a puppy, sniffing constantly, as if confirming something.

Seeing that Dad didn't notice anything strange and was about to go upstairs, he quickly stopped him.

"Dad, do you smell it? What does it smell like?"

Lin Yuzhou smelled it carefully, and the next second, his expression changed and he rushed towards the kitchen.

A good pot of pork ribs and lotus root soup has reached the bottom, but the fire is still burning. If Lin Siyuan's nose hadn't been clever, it might have caused some catastrophe if he had discovered it later.

Lin Yuzhou quickly turned off the fire and poured out the soup.

It’s not mushy and can still be eaten.

He could probably guess that Zhong Chuyao did it, but he was not happy at all.

He stepped out of the kitchen with a gloomy face and looked at Zhong Chuyao's sleeping face, feeling even more angry in his heart.

What if they were stuck in traffic, what if he worked overtime tonight and didn't get home in time, and there was a fire?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He couldn't control his temper and shouted, "Zhong Chuyao!"

This was the first time Lin Yuzhou shouted loudly at Zhong Chuyao, and even he was shocked after he yelled.

Not to mention Zhong Chuyao, who was sleeping soundly, was so frightened that she sat up from the sofa.

She opened her confused eyes and looked at them for a long time. Then she slowly regained focus and saw clearly the large and small figures in front of her. She also determined who the person who yelled at her just now was.

He immediately stood up and looked at Lin Yuzhou with an unkind expression, "You must be...sick! What did you yell as soon as you came back?"

She's been tired all day, what's wrong with taking a break?

Is it possible that Lin Yuzhou, like those men, thinks that it is okay for women to stay at home and work intelligently and non-stop?

Then he really got the wrong person.

Zhong Chuyao's thoughts were actually quite easy to guess. Just by watching her expression change, Lin Yuzhou could guess what she was thinking.

He who was still very angry suddenly lost his temper.

But he still said some words, so his face became serious again.

"Do you remember what you were doing before you fell asleep?"

Zhong Chuyao didn't do this to claim credit in front of Lin Yuzhou, so she didn't talk to him at all. Instead, she lowered her eyes and looked like she didn't want to talk to anyone.

Lin Yuzhou was not annoyed when he saw this, he seemed to be used to it. He opened his mouth and continued talking.

"Do you remember that you cooked a pot of lotus root and pork ribs soup?"

Zhong Chuyao's expression changed, and when she raised her head, her eyes were full of disgust, "How do you know?"

This person is here again. He thinks he knows her well, so he tells her everything regardless of the occasion or situation, leaving her with no personal space at all.

This kind of lack of sense of proportion is really annoying.

Zhong Chuyao didn't realize it herself. If the person who knew her very well were Song Ya, she would be very surprised and thought it was a close sisterly relationship. But if it were Lin Yuzhou, who was very prejudiced, she would only feel disgusted.

"From what I heard, the soup was almost burned out."

"what?"

Zhong Chuyao habitually thought of Lin Yuzhou in a bad direction and never thought of this possibility.

But since she plans to coexist peacefully with others, she will still lower her head wherever she should.

Zhong Chuyao quickly ran into the kitchen after leaving a hasty "Sorry."

It wasn't until I saw that there was only a small bowl left in the full pot of soup that I couldn't help but feel a little scared.

If they had come back half an hour later today, they might have been able to attend her funeral.

Even the steps of cremation are omitted.

Everyone in the living room, one large and one small, looked at Zhong Chuyao's disappearing back in a daze. The father and son looked at each other tacitly, seeing the confusion in each other's eyes, and simply put it aside.

When Lin Yuzhou went upstairs to change his clothes and went downstairs, Lin Siyuan stayed in the toy house and played with Lego. He just glanced at it and turned around and entered the kitchen.

In the past, he didn't have so much patience to cook every day. Lin Siyuan was better when he was a child. He would bother to research complementary foods. As he got older, he didn't have that time. Basically, he asked the company's chef to prepare the food. bring home.

As for him, he can eat when he wants to, and take a bite at will when he doesn't want to.

It wasn’t until I got sick that I realized the importance of eating on time.

It's a pity that the world didn't know this earlier.