When the phoenix man meets the peacock man

Zong Yuheng, who was talked about by them, didn't realize that he was designed to be betrayed at all, and soon forgot about the episode of the night.

He was a little hungry when he got home, and he didn't eat anything at the party just now, and he didn't like the cold food outside very much.Looking through the refrigerator, there are a lot of food in it, all bought by Feng Tao before returning home for the New Year, but they are all instant and cold, and if you want to eat hot food, you have to go to the kitchen to make a fire.He thought for a while, poured some milk, and drank it.But the water quality thing is not very hungry, and the stomach growled after a while.

It's all Feng Tao's fault, Feng Tao usually takes care of his three meals, and he doesn't think much of it, but Zong Yuheng will be hungry when Feng Tao goes out.A few times before, Zong Yuheng bought some vegetables, meat, etc., and asked him to cook by himself, but he found that it was not good at all. Zong Yuheng's hands-on ability in the kitchen was zero. When asked him, he justly said, "A gentleman stays away from the kitchen." , But one time he seemed to want to sneak into the kitchen, but he made a lot of noise and exploded the pressure cooker, and the meat scraps were all on the ceiling. Fortunately, he was fine, but he was also dejected.

After that time, Feng Tao didn't expect him to be able to make food by himself, but changed his strategy and put a lot of cooked food and instant noodles in the refrigerator, but it still didn't work, he didn't like to eat, and would rather not eat when he was hungry.It's like putting a big pie around the neck of a lazy man, but he only eats the piece in front of his mouth, and he can't even turn his neck...

Feng Tao also thought about hiring an aunt to cook for him, but Zong Yuheng didn't have a good temper. eat.

So the situation is like this - whenever Feng Tao is away, Zong Yuheng will lose three to five catties at a time if he is unlucky.

After Chinese New Year, Zong Yuheng could only rely on drinking milk to resist hunger. After drinking a few sips, he decided to go to bed, reasoning that he would not be so hungry after falling asleep.In the end, he hugged the quilt like a little match girl and fell asleep in fantasies about dumplings and other food.

The next morning, just before dawn, the doorbell rang, and Zong Yuheng got up hungry, sleepy, with low blood pressure, and went to open the door with a pale face like a vampire who hadn't eaten for several years, to see who was so nice Gu came to knock on his door at this time.

It turned out to be Feng Tao who was supposed to be spending the Spring Festival vacation in his hometown. If I remember correctly, today is the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, and there is still a lot of Spring Festival holiday left.

"Why are you? Why did you come back so early?" Zong Yuheng was surprised and forgot his original intention of cursing others to vent his anger.

Feng Tao carried a big lunch box and said, "I'm a little worried about you spending the New Year alone. When I came back last year, you were admitted to the hospital because of malnutrition. I want to come back earlier this year so that you don't have to eat or drink."

Zong Yuheng didn't want to let him in at first, but when his eyes fell on the lunch box in his hand, his eyes lit up immediately, "What's in your lunch box?"

"My mother made dumplings for Chinese New Year."

"What stuffing?"

"Three delicacies and sauerkraut stuffing. I know you don't like leeks, so I didn't bring them with you."

Zong Yuheng opened the door of convenience and let people in.

Feng Tao put the food in the kitchen and asked him, "How do you want to eat it? Fried or steamed?"

Zong Yuheng had a hesitant look on his face—he wanted to eat both.

Feng Tao immediately said: "Okay, I understand. You go wash your face and wait for a while."

Zong Yuheng ordered: "Hurry up."

When washing his face, Zong Yuheng was in a good mood when he thought of the hot food for a while. When he got up, he was relieved, patted cold water on his face, and looked at himself in the mirror. Yes, his skin is still so good~

After he washed his face very quickly, he came out and sat at the dining table waiting, but I don't know if it was because of his heart, he felt that Feng Tao was very slow, and the smell of fried dumplings had already wafted out, and he couldn't bear it.

He couldn't help but ran to the kitchen door to supervise, "Hey, what are you doing? You're dawdling!"

Feng Tao was wearing a special apron and was patiently flipping the dumplings one by one in front of the stove. He waited until the white dumplings were fried until golden brown, and then picked them out one by one and stacked them on the plate. Chef style.

Zong Yuheng swallowed, and watched eagerly.

Feng Tao said: "Just wait a little bit, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."

Although Zong Yuheng was urging, he trusted Feng Tao's craftsmanship very much, so he waited at the door without saying anything.

Feng Tao said: "If you are in a hurry, help me get some soy sauce and vinegar."

Zong Yuheng said, "I need someone else to do some work!" But he followed Feng Tao's instructions and found out the vinegar and soy sauce. "How much?" .

Feng Tao said with a smile: "You can eat whatever you want."

Zong Yuheng said: "What kind of smile is that?! Could it be that I can't even mix soy sauce and vinegar!" He was obviously being looked down upon, so thinking about it like this really made him angry.

Feng Tao said: "That's not what it means...how about you let me do it later."

Zong Yuheng said: "If that's the case, isn't it an admission that I can't do it? I just want to do it myself." After talking, he let go and started working.

Feng Tao quickly put down the shovel to help him, "Oh, don't put so much soy sauce, it will be salty."

Zong Yuheng said: "I want you to care! I just like salty food!"

Feng Tao said: "But eating salty food is not healthy for the body, especially soy sauce, which has pigmentation and darkens the skin; it is better to eat some vinegar to soften the blood vessels and skin."

Zong Yuheng said: "...then put more vinegar in it." As he spoke, he began to put vinegar in a very rude manner.

Feng Tao had to persuade again, "You can't let it go as much as you want, and you have to consider the taste." Here he instructed Zong Yuheng to make the sauce, and there he had to watch the pot. He felt a little regretful. The young master has worked.

The poking and cuckoo finally got it done.

When the steamed and fried dumplings were served, Zong Yuheng stood in front of the rice bowl with sharp eyes.

At this time, Feng Tao felt that he was a bit like some kind of "noble blood cat" that he helped others to take care of. He was obviously proud of his head, but he always lowered his noble head in front of his favorite cat food.

Zong Yuheng, who was kept in captivity, did not have this self-awareness. He just felt that the "chef" was back and he could eat hot meals. At this time, he didn't think Feng Tao was bothered.

Let’s eat a sauerkraut stuffing first, it’s delicious~ His expression is a little warm in an instant, “Your mother’s dumplings are really delicious.” It’s rare for him to praise anyone, so he is extraordinarily sincere.

Feng Tao knew that he was happy to eat it. In fact, Feng Tao adjusted the dumpling filling according to Zong Yuheng's taste. "It's just as long as you like it. I'll bring back a lot."

Feng Tao ate with peace of mind, but he suddenly felt a little sad while eating - if he finds a girlfriend for Feng Tao in the future, who will cook for him?

Food and sex also means that appetite is still ahead of sexual desire. Zong Yuheng looked at Feng Tao in a complicated way, and felt that this person is actually a pity. He can satisfy his appetite, but he can't pass above that aspect... So even if it is a little bit possible, will I sacrifice my appearance for the sake of appetite?

Thinking of this, he secretly fought a cold war, and began to feel that this was simply a trap, a conspiracy!Maybe Feng Tao put opium in the food or something that made him addicted - even as picky as he was, he had to admit that Feng Tao was very good at handling those things in the kitchen.

So he continued to think about it, how did he get to this point?

It seems that there is no special use, just unconsciously.

Feng Tao asked while eating with him: "What's the matter? Do you think something is wrong?"

Zong Yuheng is a typical person with big eyes and a small belly. After a few bites, he will be full, and then he will start to treat food casually, "If you get married in the future, will you also cook?"

Feng Tao said: "... I don't know, it may be whoever is free and whoever does it - I haven't thought about it that far."

Zong Yuheng said: "Not far away! I'm not telling you..."

Just as he was talking, the phone rang, so he went to answer it. He saw an unfamiliar number, and when he answered it, it was Wang Lei whom he only met yesterday.

"You asked me to find your phone number by myself, so I followed your advice and found it." Wang Lei said with a little credit, "Is there any reward?"

Zong Yuheng looked at Feng Tao with his eyes, saw that he had cleaned up the remaining dumplings, and then started to clean up the dishes. He suddenly felt a little inexplicable guilt, but it was negligible, and he went to his room Go talk on the phone.

When he came out, Feng Tao had already cleaned up the kitchen work, dried his hands, and said, "What are your plans for today?"

Zong Yuheng looked into the distance and said, "Yes. I want to go clubbing with my friends." Then he quickly glanced at Feng Tao, and sure enough, he seemed a little disappointed or something.

"That's it... what about tomorrow?"

"Don't think I'm idle! I'm so busy every day, don't come to join in the fun. Anyway, we can see each other every day after we start working." He is a typical master who forgets to be hungry when he is full.

Feng Tao said: "I didn't mean that, but—" he said more cautiously, "You haven't gone home to take a look at the Chinese New Year, it's a bit unreasonable..."

Zong Yuheng said loudly: "I want you to take care of it! You'd better go back to your hometown!"

Feng Tao thought to himself, didn't I just stay in my hometown so well that my father called me back to persuade you to go home!

On the surface, he still persuaded with a good temper: "I am also doing this for your own good. After all, you are a father and son. I think Mr. Zong still cares about you very much. Our company has also received a lot of care from Long An. Other times, we will not I said it, but it must be your fault if you don’t go back and tell people about your father after Chinese New Year.”

Zong Yuheng said very capriciously and didn't go back, "I won't go back to see their family reunion, and their late mother's face."

"Isn't it for you to visit your stepmother, or your father?"

"No! I don't want to see it!"

"I really don't understand, your father treats you so well, why do you have such a big opinion on him? There are all parents in the world..."

This is because Feng Tao can still say a few words to Zong Yuheng, and it is also at a very high risk. If it were someone else, Zong Yuheng would have turned his back on him long ago. kicked out.

Feng Tao stood helplessly at the door, and after five seconds, the door opened again, and Zong Yuheng stuffed his iron lunch box out, Feng Tao understood that meant to ask him to bring some dumplings after the next meal... There was really no way , How did I meet such a arrogant and endless master.

On the way back, Feng Tao called Zong Jiyuan and said: "Mr. Zong, I think it will take some time to persuade Mr. Xiao Zong to go home. Don't worry, I guess it will be almost the same before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month... No, You don’t have to come here in person, the meaning is different.”