Great Power Reclamation

After handing over the dishes to Sima for frying, Yang Geyong felt more at ease, and hurried to Zhao Linger's side again.

There is no natural gas here, and firewood is used for cooking, so cooking and pancakes are two stoves.

Looking into the pot, sure enough, the cake was smoking again. "Why don't you turn it over?" Yang Geyong blamed, and then quickly took out the cake.

As expected, one side of the cake was already dark, just like the skin of an African.Yang Geyong simply threw it directly into the trash can, it was irreparable.

Zhao Linger looked aggrieved: "The noodles here are still raw, don't they have to be burnt to turn them?"

Yang Geyong nodded: "Yes, African pancakes are cooked in the fire, and they can only be eaten when they are dark."

Yang Geyong is used to this woman's mental retardation in life.But I didn't expect that after so many years of divorce, I still persisted so well. I really don't know how my son survived?
Yang Geyong put a freshly rolled cake base into the pot, and took out some firewood from the stove. The pot was too hot, the outside of the cake was mushy, and it was easy to get raw inside.

Soon, the cake in the pot began to bulge. Yang Geyong turned it around a little, and then turned it over. The slightly burnt crust underneath was extremely attractive, exuding a burst of wheat fragrance.

Zhao Ling'er secretly swallowed, she hadn't eaten Yang Geyong's food for a long time.She never understood that Yang Geyong and Ye Yuze could be regarded as people who did great things.Why are you so good at cooking?
Her mother, Aunt Gan, is also considered a traditional woman. She has been cooking for a lifetime, but in fact, her level is only at the level of being able to cook well.

After teaching Zhao Ling'er for a while, he called Ye Qianqian over to light the fire, while he went to get vegetables with Sima. Ye Qianqian, a girl, Yang Geyong had already given up treatment.Let's cultivate Xima with peace of mind.

Ye Qianqian knelt down to make a fire, and asked Zhao Ling'er in a somewhat dejected manner: "Auntie, uncle, doesn't he dislike me?"

Zhao Linger shook her head: "He dares to spend half his life teaching me pancakes. What right does he have to despise us?"

Ye Qianqian nodded: "Then Yang Wei must be trained to cook like Uncle Yang. Otherwise, what should we do?"

Zhao Linger was stunned for a while, then suddenly squatted down: "I'll light the fire, you come and learn how to make pancakes."

The meal was delicious and sweet, Sima peeked at Yang Geyong while eating.Yang Wei's father is so powerful, he can fly planes and fight wars, and the food is so delicious, so why do we need women?
When it got dark, Yang Geyong was about to go out again, and Zhao Linger began to scold again: "Why are you going out so late? Are you looking for a woman again?"

Yang Geyong pointed to the next door: "I'm going to live with Ye Yuze, but I can't live here."

Zhao Linger looked angry: "You hate me so much? Don't you want to stay with me under the same roof for a while?"

Yang Geyong opened his mouth, wanting to say a few words to her, but in the end he didn't say anything. There was no reason to talk to this woman.

After washing, Yang Geyong lay down in his son's bed.

Zhao Linger wanted to squeeze with the two girls at first, but the bed was too narrow.She had no choice but to get up and give them the bed, and went to Yang Geyong's room by herself.

Seeing her coming in, Yang Geyong was not surprised and leaned in.Make room for her. Although divorced, there is no need to be so hypocritical as an old couple.

After Zhao Ling'er lay down, she smelled the familiar smell from Yang Geyong's body, and she was a little distracted for a while.

Biologists have shown that, in fact, female biological desires are stronger than males.It's just that the character is relatively passive, and the marriage makes the male become a lower-body thinking animal.

"Don't you have so many wives? Why do you always live by yourself?" Zhao Linger has always been curious about this matter.

"What wives, if you call them wives after sleeping, I can't remember how many there are." Yang Geyong said honestly, unlike Ye Yuze, he never restrained himself when he had desires.So I shed tears in many entertainment venues.

"You scum!" Zhao Ling'er turned around after cursing, she didn't want to talk to this man anymore.

Yang Geyong didn't want to argue with her either, sometimes this woman is mentally ill.After knowing her for so many years, I still can't understand her thinking and concept of right and wrong, mainly because she is too double-standard.

When Yang Geyong was about to fall asleep, Zhao Linger muttered again: "You scumbag, you have fucked so many women in your life but you are still unwilling to take responsibility. Do you know that if you continue like this, you will go to hell if you die?"

Yang Geyong was a little impatient, mainly because he was sleepy: "If I go to hell, I will snatch Lord Yan's daughter-in-law to be his wife, and he will not dare to arrest me next time!"

You scumbag, Zhao Linger got an evil fire out of nowhere, grabbed Yang Geyong's arm and bit him.

Yang Geyong was in pain, and he stretched out his hand to push her away, but the hand pressed where it shouldn't be, and both of them froze.

Zhao Linger was stunned for a while and suddenly cursed: "You rascal, scumbag. Now you want to take advantage of me again, don't you? I'll fight with you!" After speaking, she was about to ride on Yang Geyong and beat him.

Yang Geyong turned over and pressed her under his body, he also got really angry, and wanted to turn her over and whip her a few times.

It's just that after this toss, both of them felt a strange feeling at the same time.Zhao Ling'er exerted a super long fighting power and made Yang Geyong exhausted.

The last two people don't know why they fell asleep?Anyway, they hugged each other to sleep, and they hugged each other tightly.

The next morning, Zhao Linger pushed Yang Geyong to wake up: "You get up to cook, and you have to deliver food to your son. I can't get up."

Yang Geyong glanced at her, not paying attention: "The cafeteria will make it, even if I don't go, someone will send it to the hospital."

"No, I'm here, how can I still let my child eat in the cafeteria? I want to make it for him myself."

Yang Geyong said helplessly: "It's not that your son doesn't know how to cook, why are you so hypocritical?"

"I don't care, anyway, I don't want my son to eat the food made in the cafeteria!" Zhao Linger started to play tricks.

Yang Geyong patted her on the face: "Okay, I'll do it, shall I? How good is this? What man can bear to act like a tigress when he can do it by acting like a coquette?"

For the first time, Zhao Ling'er didn't talk back, she just bit her lip and wondered what she was thinking about?
After Yang Geyong got up, he realized that Sima had woken up at some time and was cooking vegetables there, but she didn't know what to do with the pot of sourdough?

Yang Geyong smiled with satisfaction, and then began to teach her how to cook.

Girls who are used to doing housework can save effort in teaching, and basically just point it out at critical moments.

Soon, a delicious breakfast will be ready.Ye Qianqian was still sound asleep when she called Zhao Ling'er up to eat, but she didn't wake up after yelling twice, so she ignored her.

The three of them were full, so they left some for Ye Qianqian, and went to deliver food to Yang Wei.

Seeing them, Yang Wei was also happy to do it. He hadn't seen them all night, and his actions were obviously much faster.