after blind date

On the way home, Yan Qing called Wen Juncheng.

"Are you off work?"

"No."

"Then when do you leave work?"

"Wait a minute."

"Oh! Wen Juncheng, let me cook for you today!"

"can you?"

"of course."

Yan Qing specially went to the market to buy vegetables. He stood in front of the vegetable stall very seriously and stared at the melons and fruits. All of them looked juicy and cute, but... woo woo woo... I don't even know how to cook them. .

"Young man, what do you want to buy?" Seeing that he walked back and forth in front of the stall several times but didn't buy anything, the stall owner's aunt immediately greeted him.

"The courgettes are pretty good today, do you want to try them?"

"Cucumber?" Yan Qing stared at the long-necked courgette in front of him, ah, so this thing is called a courgette, why did I always call it a long-necked melon?

"Is it okay to fry this melon?"

"Yes, it can be stir-fried or stir-fried with some meat. The eggplant in your hand is also good. Go to the butcher stand in front and buy quick meat and chop it to make a minced eggplant." After finishing speaking, the aunt picked up two eggplants and Just put the courgette aside.

Seeing that the aunt was so agile, Yan Qing made an order for him, and quickly said: "It's better not to ask for eggplants, it's too troublesome to chop the minced meat."

The aunt was very persistent, but she refused to put the eggplant back, "Then you can just buy the ready-made ones, and you don't have to chop them yourself and use a machine to stir them. What soup do you make at night?"

"I……"

Before Yan Qing finished speaking, the aunt had already chopped half of a white radish, "Steamed radish with pork ribs, the radish is ground ginseng, nutritious and delicious."

Then Yan Qing saw that the aunt took a handful of side dishes such as shallots and scallions, weighed them one by one, and finally put them into a big red bag, and quoted a price to Yan Qing.

Yan Qing was dumbfounded, said "Oh", and obediently paid.

Turning around, standing still, opening the bag and looking at the vegetables, "It should be... yes! It seems to be very simple."

He took out his mobile phone to check the text message, staring at the text on the screen of the mobile phone, I want to eat sweet and sour fish.

Hehe...can I pretend I didn't see it?Yan Qing immediately burst into tears, how could he make such high-end sweet and sour fish?

After he circled the entire market three times, he had to resign himself to standing in front of a fish stall. The ground was wet, and some low-lying places still had stagnant water. Before he entered, he could smell a fishy smell.

Yan Qing looked at the big and small fish in front of him, and felt that his whole life was a failure, and he didn't know any of them...

"Boss, what kind of sweet and sour fish should I buy?"

The boss pointed to a few fish diagonally in front of him and said, "All of these are fine."

"Then this one!" Yan Qing pointed to one of them, and the boss took the fish and weighed it, and cut open the belly neatly with his hands and feet, and took out the internal organs.

"Boss, scrape off the fish scales."

The boss didn't say much, and threw the internal organs away, and then scraped the scales of the fish. After scraping, he packed the fish in a thick plastic bag and handed it to Yan Qing.

Yan Qing took the sweet and sour fish and paid for it, "Hey, boss, do you know how to make sweet and sour fish?"

"You fry the fish, adjust the sauce and pour it on."

"Can the fish be washed? Do you want to cut it?"

"Of course you have to wash it, just scratch it a few times with a knife."

"How do you make the sauce?"

"It's very simple, you just balabalabala..."

When Yan Qing left the vegetable market, he was still in a daze, "I'd better go to Baidu!

When Wen Juncheng came back from get off work, he was stunned by the fog in the room as soon as he opened the door. This, this is really the rhythm of burning the house!

He hurried to the kitchen and saw Yan Qing shoveling out a lump of black tremblingly amidst the clouds and mist.

"what is this?"

"Eggplant!"

Yan Qing looked at Wen Juncheng, then at the dish in his hand, and said distressedly: "It looks a bit strange."

"It's burnt." Wen Juncheng looked at the black eggplant, it was really burnt!

"Ok!"

"black."

"It's very strange, it turns black after one pot."

"What are the black dots next to it?"

"Meatballs?"

"..."

Wen Juncheng walked to the dining room with the strange plate of minced eggplant. He saw a plate of courgettes of different shapes on the table, and suddenly he was a little worried about his dinner.

At this time, Yan Qing was frying the fish tremblingly, he saw that he pushed the fish into the frying pan along the edge of the frying pan, there was a burst of crackling frying sound, and it still exploded from time to time.While holding the pot cover as a shield, Yan Qing touched the body of the fish with the shovel from time to time.

Touch it, block it with the lid of the pot, and the whole person keeps moving forward and backward, forward and backward, forward and backward...

"Or I'll do it!"

"No, you go and sit down."

"Can you let go of that innocent pot lid?"

"The oil will explode."

"That's because you didn't drain the water."

"How can it be dry after washing?"

"It's time to turn it over."

"Oh!"

Yan Qing was distressed for a while, stared for a while, screamed for a while, and cautiously but persistently got on the fish stick in the oil pan.

It was rare to see such a vivid Yan Qing, Wen Juncheng couldn't help laughing, and Yan Qing happened to turn his head to look at him.

The smell of burnt minced meat and eggplant pervaded all around, the sound of frying fish in a frying pan was heard, and the person in front of him smiled with corners of his eyes crooked. Wen Juncheng felt that it would be unreasonable not to kiss him.

Wen Juncheng supported Yan Qing's waist with one hand and his head with the other, and even stuck his tongue inside.

"Woooo...fish...fish..."

"Hey, it's just frying a fish. Do you want to get such a look like an enemy?"

"Who said you want to eat fish?"

Wen Juncheng let him go and touched his nose, I just wanted to eat it suddenly.

"Actually... I think it's better for me to come."

"Don't be naughty, just do it obediently, and just wait to eat."

"Do you know what to do after frying the fish? Will you thicken it?"

"What, thicken? Uh, I think I will." I Baidu, okay?Don't look down on me so much, okay?Yan Qing thought unhappily, she must impress you.

Therefore, when the legendary sweet and sour fish was served on the table, Wen Juncheng was really impressed.

I can't tell it's a fish!

Yan Qing pretended to be calm and said: "Eat!"

Wen Juncheng tasted all the dishes, "The courgette, the taste is too bland, the eggplant smells like burnt, the minced meat doesn't come out at all, the sweet and sour fish..."

"how?"

"Don't we need money for the sugar in our family?"

Yan Qing was wilted, she was still wearing an apron with patches of oil stains on it, her face was also dirty, and her cuffs were still wet.

"But the soup is still good."

Wen Juncheng saw Yan Qing's eyes light up, "It tastes good, try harder next time."

"Well, this is the first time I cook such a complicated dish, it will be fine next time."

Small sample, if I didn't add salt and monosodium glutamate, do you think this pot of soup is still drinkable?Look at this piece of radish, it’s okay to cut it so big, and put so much, you can’t see the meat at a glance, okay?

"Don't you usually cook?"

"Of course, otherwise you'd be tired of eating outside, okay?"

"What do you usually cook?"

"Such as braised pork ribs, shredded pork with Beijing sauce, etc., I don't know! I can only keep it simple."

"Instant noodles?"

Yan Qing despised him, "Who knows instant noodles! I know how to scramble eggs with tomatoes, scrambled eggs with onions, scrambled eggs with chives, seaweed egg soup..."

"What else but all kinds of scrambled eggs?"

"Green vegetables, stir-fried cabbage, spring vegetables, water spinach, Shanghai green..."

"Apart from all kinds of fried vegetables?"

Yan Qing had a surprised expression of "I'm already so good, what do you think of me?"

Wen Jun is sweating, it seems that this is the rhythm of me being a husband for the rest of my life!

Although Wen Juncheng disliked this dinner in various ways, he still finished all the dishes and sat at the dinner table to death.

"If you can't eat it, don't eat it. It's not a big appetite competition." Seeing Wen Juncheng's expression of "swearing to eat it all", Yan Qing couldn't help but persuade him.

"Shouldn't you be moved to look at me at a time like this?"

"But you obviously can't eat it."

"Who said I can't eat it."

In the end, when Wen Juncheng was lying on the chair and couldn't move, he really didn't know what was wrong with his head to fall in love with this omega who didn't understand romance at all.

And Omega had to clean up alone because his family's alpha was full.

Because Wen Juncheng has a serious obsession with cleanliness, he usually has to do this kind of thing by himself, and Yan Qing must not be allowed to do it.

He turned around and watched Yan Qing tidy up.

Yan Qing knew that Wen Juncheng was obsessed with cleanliness, so he cleaned up very carefully. Not only did he wash all the dishes, chopsticks and other utensils, but he also wiped the countertop, and even wiped the walls of the kitchen counter to avoid leaving oil stains. Not to mention the floor, I dare not let go of every corner after sweeping and mopping.

He knew that if he didn't do anything clean this time, he would have to nag Wen Juncheng.

He watched the floor become cleaner little by little, and his mood brightened along with the floor. He turned his head and showed a bright smile to Wen Juncheng.

Wen Juncheng was slightly dazed. He had seen Yan Qing laughing, wronged, pleasantly surprised, mischievous, proud, happy, from perfunctory at the beginning to sincere in the end, but he had never seen Yan Qing smile like this.The whole person exudes a light, joy and even happiness.

I never expected to see such a pure and sincere smile, and I never knew that Yan Qing, who was always quiet on weekdays, could smile so brightly.

However, it is precisely because I have never expected it, and the sudden glance at Wen Jun made it hard to forget, and I will remember it for a lifetime, and I will remember it for a lifetime.

But at this moment, he began to feel uncertain in his heart.

He wanted Yan Qing to just smile like this, and wanted him to be so happy in the future, but he didn't have confidence in himself.

"What's the matter?" Yan Qing approached him and asked, the smile on his face became brighter, "Is there something unclean somewhere?"

"No, it's very clean."

Yan Qing raised her chin and smiled happily, as if she had done something very remarkable.

"Why are you so happy today?"

"Just happy!"

In the middle of the night, Yan Qing woke up from the dream again. Every year on his birthday, he couldn't sleep well and always dreamed of Yan Wenshu before his death.

Wen Juncheng was not in the room, and the door was slightly open.

Yan Qing suddenly wanted to drink water, so he went to the living room to pour a glass of water, and then saw a beam of light faintly revealing through the crack of the kitchen door, and there were some sounds from time to time.

He walked over and opened the door.

The lights in the kitchen were not turned on, only the range hood had its own light, and Wen Juncheng was cleaning the wall next to the stove.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Wen Juncheng paused, then turned his head to see Yan Qing looking at him with a glass of water in his hand.When Yan Qing glanced at the bowls and chopsticks on the sink, he wished he could tidy up all these things.

"So I didn't clean it!" Yan Qing said, but he knew it wasn't. Wen Juncheng re-done everything he washed, wiped, and tidied up. It wasn't just a cleanliness.

Wen Juncheng didn't know how to answer him, he tightly clenched the sackcloth in his hand, unable to say a word.

Yan Qing turned on the overhead light in the kitchen, and then he stood back at the door.

The light hit him, and his fingers holding the glass turned slightly white. He said, "Wen Juncheng, it's one o'clock in the morning. My birthday is over, but wish me a happy birthday, okay?"

Wen Juncheng raised his head suddenly, "Sheng, happy birthday."

"Thank you." Yan Qing's voice was low, not as happy as during dinner.

"Don't just turn on one light next time, it's bad for your eyes. It's a bit cold, I'm going back."

Wen Juncheng regretted it.