My autobiography cannot be a tragedy

Chapter 126 Read more than ten thousand volumes

"Doodoodoo..." The kitchen knife cut quickly on the chopping board, cutting a piece of beef into thin slices against the grain.

Yang Hui opened his mouth at the kitchen door, dumbstruck.

"Wow~ Zi!" As the beef was put into the pot, white smoke rose and the aroma filled the air.

"Mom! It smells so good, what did you cook for lunch?" Meng Qingqing came to the kitchen smelling the smell.

Then, there was a "wooden chicken" at the door.

"What are you two sticks doing at the door?" Lao Meng came over with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Wooden Chicken" +1.

The three of them stared at the figure who was shaking the spoon with wide eyes, feeling strange for a while.

"This is my brother?"

"this is my son?"

Meng Qingqing and Lao Meng looked at each other in blank dismay.

Turn on the fire and pour the oil.

"Boom!" The flame burned in the pot, stir-fried to collect the juice, and the pot was ready!

Meng Lang turned his head, looked at the three stunned people at the door, and grinned.

"How about it? Do you train alone?"

"Brother! It's not wrong to be single to train people, but you have changed...how many years have you been single?"

Uh... this guy's instincts are beastly...

Meng Lang chuckled.

"Don't be surprised, I just want you to be mentally prepared. Slowly, you will be able to see what it means to be reborn!"

Show a little today, show a little tomorrow, so that in a few months, I suddenly got a special chef exam, and your jaws dropped on the spot.

"Mom, with my current level, you still have to worry that I won't be able to eat hot meals outside?"

"Well! Indeed, there is no need to worry... This kid is almost forced to become a chef. How much has he suffered!

correct!Then I have to bring you more wild mountain mushrooms and Honghu lotus seeds, and make more soup for you. "

Meng Lang couldn't laugh or cry. Is this the point?

Looking at the duffel bag which has a tendency to increase in size, I feel helpless.

This is really not letting go of every opportunity to increase the burden on yourself.

"Dad, what do you think my brother was stimulated by?

In the past two days, I woke up in the morning, not to mention exercising every day, but I even learned how to cook.

You don't know, last night I went to take a sneak peek, and that guy was actually typing codes in the room, the kind of garbled codes that I couldn't understand at all.

It's like a convulsion!
I think he is quite rich now, but he still works so hard, is it possible that he still wants to be Bill Gates? "

"Hmm... I love exercising, I learned how to cook, and I'm still working so hard... Do you think this brat has lost his love?" Lao Meng rubbed his chin and said in a low voice.

Nowadays, the reasons why young people are dumped are nothing more than those few reasons, such as bad body, bad housework, bad work...

Meng Lang's current performance was completely in line with the so-called "Broken Love Syndrome".

"Emm... I'm more surprised that he fell in love than he was broken." Meng Qingqing also touched her chin.

Lao Meng glared at her when he heard the words, "Are you still qualified to say that now? According to this trend, your brother is married for the second time, and your boyfriend is still lost!
A girl from every family, who doesn't know anything, runs very fast when beating you, so she can't learn from your brother!snort! "

"I……"

Looking at the back of Lao Meng who hated iron for nothing, Meng Qingqing was stunned.

Are you talking about my brother?Why did it suddenly come to me?
Growing up, I heard a lot of "other people's children", but never once did I use Meng Lang as an example.

In the past, fifty steps were laughing at one hundred steps. The elder brother didn't talk about the second sister. Anyway, they were the "lower limit" in the mouth of their parents. Relatively speaking, Meng Lang, who was the male of the family, was more attractive.

Everyone shares the pressure and supports each other, and life can still be passed.

This time, "other people's children" became "one's own children".

Not to mention those who helped share the firepower. In the past, it was a comparison from a distance, but now it is close to the face.

There is no harm without comparison, and close comparison will cause greater harm!
What the hell is going on in this world?
They were born from the same root, why are you so anxious to get together, brother!
"Brother, don't you often say 'a gentleman stays away from the kitchen'?" Meng Qingqing couldn't accept it.

"A gentleman is like a beast. Seeing its life, he cannot bear to see it die. Hearing its sound, he cannot bear to eat its flesh. This is why a gentleman stays away from the kitchen.

In this sentence, the chef is not the point, the point is compassion. "

"Bang!" Meng Lang knocked a big fat fish unconscious.

"I didn't understand it before, but now I understand it. As long as you eat them with a grateful heart, I believe they can understand."

Meng Qingqing glanced at the fish on the chopping board.

"Then you can't move your compassionate heart. Do you know that your behavior has seriously threatened the living environment of your little sister?"

"I've been hiding it for 24 years, but I can't help it. A handsome man like me, who is outstanding, can't hide it."

Meng Qingqing rolled her eyes, "It's said that introversion is popular in big cities now, bro! The atmosphere at home will be ruined by you."

"Hehe! People can't hide in the greenhouse all the time. The reality is so cruel. Involution is a necessary stage for socialism to enter a new era.

But for the sake of you being my little sister, I can teach you some exclusive experience. "

"What do you think?"

"Read more than ten thousand volumes!"

"Cut! It's a cliché!" Meng Qingqing pouted.

"Hey! I used to feel the same way as you, until one day I was addicted to reading..." Meng Lang's eyes were slightly sad.

Meng Qingqing obviously didn't understand the "sincerity" in this sentence. Seeing that Meng Lang made a steamed fish, he wanted to use a knife again, and couldn't help but wondered.

"You are not giving me a way out! There are so many dishes, why do you still fry them?"

"Well, fry two more dishes, maybe there will be guests later."

"It's all over, how could there be..." Meng Qingqing didn't finish her sentence.

"Second brother! Brother and sister! The old man and I are here to visit!"

Suddenly a familiar voice came from the gate of the courtyard.

Meng Qingqing looked at Meng Lang in astonishment.

He took off his apron very calmly, and walked out with two dishes in his hand, but the voice came leisurely.

"Don't ask, it means that Fu has distant relatives in the mountains..."

……

"Dad! Brother, why did you come here suddenly without saying anything in advance? You see, we are not prepared for this."

Meng Lang's uncle was named Meng Li, with a Chinese character face, and his appearance was somewhat similar to that of Lao Meng. He wore a suit, leather shoes, and a leather bag, and looked like a businessman.

He looked at the dishes on the table and smiled immediately.

"Isn't that unprepared? Then prepare yourself, we won't be able to have a full feast of Man and Han, right?

Brothers and sisters, your usual food is good enough. We came at the right time, just in time!Say yes, Dad! "

Meng Lang's grandfather had mottled hair, which was neatly cut. He looked hale and hearty, with a bookish air.

The old man looked at the dishes on the table, hot and sour potato shreds, Dongpo pork, steamed Wuchang fish, ground three delicacies, fried beef with scallions, there must be seven or eight dishes, the aroma was overwhelming, and he nodded with a smile.

"Hmm! The second family's life seems to be going well."

Yang Hui also laughed, "It's not that Xiaolang is going to leave today, and the food outside is not good, so let the child eat more at home."

"It's really a coincidence that it's better to come early. Xiaolang came back to worship his ancestors. The company was too busy two days ago, and the old man suffered from rheumatism again.

I didn't take care of this busy schedule. "

"Dad, are you suffering from rheumatism again?" Lao Meng hurriedly asked with concern.

"I'm sick, it's okay, I'm already old, and I don't have a few good days." The old man waved his hand.

"Grandpa, don't talk nonsense. Look at your complexion. I don't think it's a problem to live to be a hundred years old." Meng Lang said.

"Hehe! Xiaolang, you child."

"Brother, old man, don't worry about it. If the family is too busy, please let me know. We will take the old man to live in the countryside for a while." Yang Hui said.

"No, no, the old man is used to living at home, everyone, hurry up and eat, the food will be cold in a while.

But this dish is enough, how can we have food without wine, Dad, it's a rare day, let's have two cups? "Meng Li said suddenly.

"Okay! Qingqing, go and buy two bottles of wine." Lao Meng nodded.

"No, no, I brought two bottles of Moutai, and I'll drink it today." Meng Li took out a bottle of Feitian from his bag.

The old man and Lao Meng looked at him in surprise.

The iron cock also plucked today?
Everyone started to move their chopsticks, and the uncle took a mouthful of Dongpo meat on the table. As soon as he took a bite, he could only feel the smell of spices filling his mouth.

After one bite, the fatty pork belly is unexpectedly soft and chewy, with a hint of chewiness in the crunchy texture.

"Huh? Delicious! Brother and sister, I haven't seen you for a few days, your cooking skills have improved a lot!
It's not like the guy in my family who hired a nanny and now he can't even tell the difference between oil, salt, sauce and vinegar! "

Meng lang glanced at his uncle.

Lao Meng's evaluation of his uncle's "always showing off" is not groundless.

The faces of the few people present were a little strange, and Meng Qingqing couldn't help laughing.

"Mom! Look, my brother's skills are going to be better than blue ones now."

"Huh?" Meng Li and the old man were taken aback for a moment.

"Dad, these dishes are made by Meng Lang." Yang Hui looked quite proud.

The two looked at meng lang in surprise.

The old man took a few mouthfuls of food, then looked Meng Lang up and down, with a smile in his eyes.

"Well! Xiaolang has changed a lot in the past two years, and he has become much more mature."

"It's because my grandfather taught me well since I was a child." Meng Lang smiled and picked up a fish with chopsticks for his grandfather.

"Grandpa, you eat vegetables, this fish is fresh."

When Meng Lang was a child, his parents were too busy, so his grandparents took care of him for a while, and his children's enlightenment was also brought out by the old man.

He later chose the Chinese Department, which was not unrelated to the teaching of the old man.

"Hey! Did Xiaolang do it? I really didn't see it." Meng Li was also very surprised.

"Your cousin's five fingers don't touch the spring water, the next dumpling is enough, and Xiaolang knows how to cook to honor his parents, so he will only give us Emma's style.

Or how do you say that North Drift, Shanghai Drift, Guangzhou Drift, and Deep Drift are all talented people? It’s not easy to be alone outside, right?

But didn't I hear that you were doing insurance?This is a change of line? "

Lao Meng: "#"

Yang Hui: "#"

Meng Qingqing: "#"

Meng Lang sighed.

He sort of understood why the brothers in the last episode couldn't help it...

(End of this chapter)