Ordinary life starting from a courtyard

Chapter 186 Chapter 185: Zhou Wenliang's Headache

"I'll go inside later, talk less and do more. If you can keep silent, try not to talk."

Zhou Wenliang explained again worriedly.

He Yuzhu patted his chest, and said indifferently: "I see, it's easy to make a meal."

Secretary Guo parked the car, came over and said, "Stop talking, let's go in."

He Yuzhu followed the two of them, looking around curiously, all the way to the kitchen. Secretary Guo pointed to it and said, "Look, the kitchen is ready-made. Do what you can do quickly. I'll go and tell the leader."

Secretary Guo left in a hurry. Zhou Wenliang poked his head out from the kitchen door and took a look inside. Meat, fish, and vegetables were placed on the cutting board and the table, and various seasonings were placed on the side.

Zhou Wenliang was quite surprised, his movements were swift, and he bought all the food.

He Yuzhu wandered around in the kitchen, looking around, and praised: "This is a gourmet!
This preparation is more complete than the back kitchen of a restaurant. "

"Don't be poor, hurry up and cook."

He Yuzhu picked up the ceramic jar on the table, opened the lid and took a look, took out a folded package of white paper from his pocket, opened it carefully, it contained high-end tea leaves, poured it in, raised his head and asked, "Where's the hot water?

For cooking, water is not allowed to drink! "

Zhou Wenliang sighed and shook his head, "You have so many problems.

You cook first, I will pour hot water for you. "

"How can this be called a stinky bug!
Wherever I cook, he has to let me drink a glass of water..."

Zhou Wenliang was too lazy to talk to him, so he turned around and left the kitchen with a ceramic jar to pour water for him.

Cooking is He Yuzhu's strong point, especially Sichuan cuisine. The best he cooks is Beijing-style Sichuan cuisine. He Yuzhu is the best at it, but he also has a lot of bad things, so what sesame sauce is needed.

"You stir fry, what kind of sesame sauce do you want!" Zhou Wenliang looked at He Yuzhu dissatisfied.

"When I cook, especially this Dongpo pork dish, I have to put some sesame sauce, otherwise the taste will be wrong!"

Due to time constraints, I did not make Dongpo pork but instead made Dongpo pork.

Zhou Wenliang was dissatisfied and said, "Stop talking nonsense with me. Why don't you use sesame sauce in rainwater cooking?"

He Yushui never cooks with sesame paste when cooking at home. The two have the same inheritance.

"She can't learn it well, Beijing-style Sichuan cuisine, without this sesame paste, it has no soul."

"You're kidding me, aren't you?

I think you are deliberately making things difficult for me. Now that this is the order, where can I make sesame paste for you? "Zhou Wenliang didn't believe what He Yuzhu said.

The dishes made by He Yushui, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the dishes he ate. On the contrary, they were delicious, much better than restaurants, and he never put sesame sauce. He Yuzhu, he deliberately found fault!
The wife of the big leader in the middle also came to the kitchen to have a look, heard the conversation between the two, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, Xiao Zhou, you come out first.

I'll ask someone to buy it, master, you cook other dishes first. "

Zhou Wenliang looked back and saw the leader's wife standing at the door, and he ignored her when he heard her asking people to buy it.

Followed the leader's wife out, and asked curiously: "Aunt Liu, what's the matter, what's the matter?"

The leader's wife smiled and nodded: "Xiaobai has come to see you and is in the living room. Go over and have a look."

Zhou Wenliang realized in vain that it was the little girl Zhou Xiaobai who came again.

"Then I'll go and have a look..."

There are two living rooms in the big leader's house, and one is now used by the big leader. Zhou Wenliang went to the other living room and saw Zhou Xiaobai here.

Zhou Xiaobai kept paying attention to the door. When he saw Zhou Wenliang, he smiled and stood up. He pouted and said, "Brother Zhou, why didn't you notify me when you came here, and asked me to come and find you."

"I'm here on business, are you after school?"

"Yeah, I'm after school, and when I heard you're coming, I ran over to find you."

"What are you looking for me for?"

"Eh..." Zhou Xiaobai hesitated, and said tongue-tiedly, "I, I'm here to find you. I drew a picture recently, and I'll let you see it first."

Zhou Wenliang couldn't help smiling, rubbed her little head, and asked with a smile: "Stinky girl, don't tell the truth, tell the truth, how did you know I came to the leader's house?"

Every time he came, Zhou Xiaobai would know, which made people more curious.

Zhou Xiaobai stuck out his tongue, smiled lightly, showing his dimples, and said innocently, "Did I hear that.

Let's go, master, I'll take you to see my paintings..." Zhou Xiaobai pulled Zhou Wenliang and walked out.

"Hey, don't pull me, I'll tell Aunt Liu..."

Hearing this, Zhou Xiaobai let go of him, ran to the leader's wife and said something, and Zhou Wenliang left as soon as he came back.

Zhou Wenliang had nothing to do with the little girl Zhou Xiaobai, he shook his head helplessly, and followed.

I can't eat this Sichuan-style meal today.

The two came to Zhou Xiaobai's house all the way. Zhou Wenliang asked her curiously on the way, where did she know that she came here, and who told her?

Zhou Xiaobai faltered and hawed and couldn't explain clearly, and didn't want to say that the company commander on duty at the gate of the agency compound was her father's old subordinate.

Zhou Wenliang looked at her, smiled, and didn't continue to ask. Zhou Wenliang is not a fool, he didn't feel the little girl's thoughts before, but after so long contact, can he still not feel it.

However, Zhou Wenliang didn't dare to have bad intentions, and he didn't know how to refuse the love of a little girl like Zhou Xiaobai.

I'm afraid that if I speak too deeply, it will hurt the little girl's heart and make her cry!
The words were too tactful, and Zhou Xiaobai couldn't understand them.

Moreover, he didn't dare to have any other thoughts!

This let Zhou Zhennan know, and he had no choice but to hack him!
Seeing Zhou Xiaobai jumping and jumping happily while walking in front of him, Zhou Wenliang had a headache.

"Brother Zhou, hurry up and go."

"coming……"

Zhou Wenliang sighed, hoping that Zhou Xiaobai would be able to understand this when he was older.

Zhou Wenliang also suspected that he was self-indulgent. Zhou Xiaobai's liking for him may be just the relationship between a master and an apprentice, nothing else.

When I arrived at Zhou's house, there was no one at home.

Zhou Xiaobai led Zhou Wenliang into the study first, then Zhou Xiaobai let him out, took out the rolled up painting from his bedroom, ran over, and excitedly showed him how his painting was doing.

Zhou Wenliang walked to the desk, slowly unfolded the scroll, and the object was a portrait of himself.

The brushwork of the painting is very immature, but it is really drawn with heart.

Zhou Wenliang stared blankly, Zhou Xiaobai was full of joy waiting for the compliment, and immediately covered his flushed face.

"Ah, no, not this one..."

Zhou Xiaobai hurriedly snatched the portrait from Zhou Wenliang, turned around and ran away in a hurry.

Zhou Xiaobai almost tripped over a chair because he ran so fast.

Zhou Wenliang stretched out his hands to help him, and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say because of the headache.

Putting his hand down, Zhou Wenliang slapped his thigh, and said angrily, "What's the matter!"

If Zhou Zhennan finds out about this, he must not finish playing!

No, Zhou Wenliang went out to find Zhou Xiaobai, but there was no one in the room, so she hid in her bedroom and dared not come out.

Zhou Wenliang patted the bedroom door and said, "Xiaobai, come out for a while, let's talk."

In the boudoir, Zhou Xiaobai was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, feeling his face was dripping with blood, and rolled on the bed in frustration, extremely ashamed.

"I'm not going out, Brother Zhou, you go back first, and I'll find you when I have time."

Hearing the muffled sound coming from the room, Zhou Wenliang looked at the closed door speechlessly.

"Xiaobai, come out, let's go to eat, you still go to school after dinner."

Zhou Xiaobai couldn't live or die, and was too ashamed to see anyone, so he asked Zhou Wenliang to go back first.

Zhou Wenliang decided to coax her for a long time. Zhou Xiaobai opened the door and said with a blushing face, "Brother Zhou, do you really think my painting is good? You really won't mention this anymore?"

"I don't want to mention it..." Zhou Wenliang nodded again and again: "And you draw very well, you can see that you put your heart into it, but it's not natural enough..."

Zhou Wenliang talked about the shortcomings of painting, and exaggerated the advantages. Zhou Xiaobai was happy and then annoyed, saying: "I paint with my heart..."

Zhou Wenliang comforted her, and took her out for dinner again.

Zhou Xiaobai usually eats at school, and there is no one at home at noon.

When eating in a restaurant outside, He Yuzhu missed the Sichuan cuisine feast, and ate fried liver at Yaoji.

Speaking of fried liver, don't look at its ugly appearance and heavy taste, but it tastes delicious.

No bowl, no chopsticks, drag the bowl around to drink.

That's right, if it's for drinking.

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