Siheyuan: This is really immoral

When he arrived at Yabing's house, Lin Zhuang was holding a salted fish in his hand, which weighed about one kilogram after being pickled.

When Ya Bing opened the door, she smelled the smell of salted fish and asked in surprise, "Pickled fish?"

"you know?"

Ya Bing took the rope from Lin Zhuang's hand, smelled the pickled fish, and said, "Of course!"

"Someone brought it to my house before, and my mom said it was much better than the food she ate back home."

Lin Zhuang pushed the cart into the yard and said, "Let's cook a meal at home at noon. After we prepare the fish, do you have any other dishes at home?"

"At home... we have potatoes, rice, some vegetables and eggs."

Lin Zhuang was not surprised that Ya Bing's family had these things. After all, her parents came to help, and even if he was suffering a little, it was impossible for him to lack some daily necessities for people like them.

Although Yabing's parents are no longer in the country, she still loves the whole family.

Lin Zhuang took the pickled fish from her and said to her, "Cut the fish into pieces, fry it in oil, and add some seasonings, and it will be delicious."

"Let's fry some potatoes and vegetables for lunch, ok?"

Ya Bing: "Yeah! It's great! I usually boil the vegetables and steam and mash potatoes."

"Hmm? So you're just going to eat these yourself?"

Lin Zhuang spoke to her as he took something into her kitchen.

"Yes, this is all taught to me by my mother. She also taught me some cooking skills, but unfortunately, she is not that proficient, and I have not learned it."

The weather was too hot, especially when cooking in the kitchen, Lin Zhuang took off his shirt and put on an apron.

It is particularly noteworthy that this apron is pink with flowers.

The contrast was instantly felt. A tall and burly man was shirtless and simply tied an apron that looked quite girlish.

Especially from the gap between the loose apron and the body, Lin Zhuang's muscles were like taut strings, the lines appeared and disappeared from time to time, which was extremely tempting.

"Pfft..."

However, Ya Bing, who was drinking water, came over and saw Lin Zhuang like this, and he spit it out.

"How come...haha——"

Lin Zhuang took the kitchen knife and looked around himself. He didn't find anything wrong, so he couldn't help asking her, "What's wrong? What are you laughing at? This pink apron is a little small."

When Ya Bing heard Lin Zhuang's words, she laughed even louder and almost got a stitch in the side from laughing.

After recovering, he leaned against the door frame, put one hand on his waist, and said, "It's okay, it's just that you look a bit like a butcher, haha."

Lin Zhuang's face showed several black lines, but he said nothing and put the fish on the wooden chopping board.

boom!

boom!

He chopped the fish into pieces with great force, very forcefully, as if he was expressing resentment.

Ya Bing thought he was just being a little emotional, so she took advantage of a gap when Lin Zhuang was cutting fish and hugged him from behind.

"Don't be angry, I'm just joking with you."

But those hands were indeed very dishonest. They touched Lin Zhuang's waist and touched the tight and strong abdominal muscles with a lot of layers.

"Wow!!"

clang! clang!

Lin Zhuang chopped the knife twice on the chopping board, then said, "Hey, hey, hey, is this how you should apologize?"

"Hey, don't lose your temper with this little girl."

"You look so tea-shy, where did you go for further studies?"

Ya Bing seemed to have changed her expression again and did not answer her question, but in order not to interfere with Lin Zhuang's work, she still took her hand away.

Anyway, there will be plenty of time for me to show off my skills later!!

After making up his mind, he walked with his long legs to Lin Zhuang to help him wash potatoes, "How many potatoes do you want to wash?"

Lin Zhuang glanced at the potatoes on the ground. The potatoes from Yabing's family were small potatoes. The potatoes in supermarkets in later generations were larger, almost twice the size of this one.

"Four will be fine."

Lin Zhuang cut about half of the fish and stir-fried it with chili peppers. It was absolutely delicious.

"Ah! Peel potatoes, little potatoes, the fat potato from Linzhuang."

When Lin Zhuang heard that she was acting up again, he used his free hand to pinch her face and said, "Who did you learn all this from?"

"Hehe...I won't tell you!"

"..."

In a blink of an eye, there were three more dishes on the table.

Stir-fried vegetables, stir-fried shredded potatoes, and a fried fish fillet.

Lin Zhuang originally wanted to make it more delicious by frying it with chili peppers, but Ya Bing's family didn't seem to eat chili peppers. She said she never bought the spicy ones...

"Began to eat!!"

"Oh, it smells so good!"

Lin Zhuang took the lead and gave him a piece of fish. "Try it. This is pickled by someone who specializes in pickling fish."

Linzhuang seems to have forgotten that Yan Bugui's main occupation is a teacher...

"Really? Then I'll have to try it."

After taking a bite, he said, "Mmm~ It's delicious! The fish is marinated just right. And, most importantly, Brother Linzhuang cooked it really well!"

Hey!

This girl really knows how to praise people!

Bingbing, I'm happy again!!!

"..."

After a good meal and a good drink, I thought...

"Drink some wine?"

Lin Zhuang asked her meaningfully.

Ya Bing understood the meaning of Lin Zhuang's words instantly, and her face suddenly felt hot.

But he was still traumatized by his last experience, and was even more unwilling to accept it. He grumbled, "No, I won't drink!"

"Last time you must have been drunk and weak, drinking made you so powerful!"

"This time, you can't drink. I want to have a fair fight with you!!"

Ya Bing said that this time she would take back everything she lost!!

She also wants to win glory for her country!

Lin Zhuang looked at her like this and chuckled.

He calls this phenomenon "the syndrome of not being taught enough".

"I'm busy right now. I have some important things to do in the afternoon. I'll come back in the evening to deal with you."

Then he picked Ya Bing up from the stool and whispered in her ear, "I'll give you an afternoon to prepare, but I'll collect some interest first."

By the time he finished speaking, Lin Zhuang had already carried her to the sofa in the living room.

He pounced on him all of a sudden.

(I am worried that the audience will not watch it, so I omitted it. Hey *-*)

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When Lin Zhuang came out of Yabing's house, he didn't look very happy.

Lin Zhuang was riding on the bike, and when the sweat flowed through certain parts of his body, it felt hot.

If you took off Lin Zhuang's clothes at this time, you could see several red scratch marks on his skin.

It was as if he had been caught by some ignorant little wild cat. His goal was achieved, but the little wild cat also took a small revenge.

But Lin Zhuang could completely ignore this pain. Maybe by the time he arrived at the steel mill, he would have recovered a lot.