Cultivation Department Shura Field

Chapter 129 128 I’ll give you some noodles for dinner
Shen Lan sat in her bedroom, looking at the study materials in her hands for a long time, but she couldn't read them.

She didn't know why, but she always felt like there was a sense of irritability and depression in her chest that she couldn't get rid of.

Did you miss any key facts?
Shen Lan suddenly put down his study materials, took a piece of acting paper, and wrote and drew on it.

She first wrote the word "Wingman", then wrote "Shield" next to it, and then wrote "Probability?" in the center under these two words. 】——That question mark represents her doubts at this time.

She realized that there were two possibilities:
First, Song Xingye gave up his thoughts on Xu Zhe and was willing to be Tang Lingfei's wingman.

Second, Song Xingye hid his thoughts about Xu Zhe and used Tang Lingfei as a shield.

Which one is more likely, Shen Lan can't say.But both possibilities were something she couldn't ignore.

And the second one is even more terrifying.Because that means that the delicate thoughts of the school girl Song Xingye are far beyond what was initially expected.If this is the case, then this opponent cannot be underestimated.

Shen Lan put down her pen, leaned back on her chair, and stared at the ceiling.

She couldn't help but think about another question.

That is, what is Xu Zhe doing at this time?

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Xu Zhe took a homemade ice pack and applied it to Song Xingye's sprained ankle.

He didn't hold on to the girl's little feet. After all, in the final analysis, he really wasn't that perverted.It's enough to appreciate it.

"It's not swollen anymore, okay, you can take it by yourself."

Xu Zhe gently moved the girl's calf away and stood up.

Song Xingye couldn't help but ask: "What are you going to do?"

Xu Zhe: "What time is it now? I'm hungry too. By the way, how do you prepare your dinner?"

Song Xingye hesitated for a moment and said, "I don't know either. I was supposed to go out to eat by myself, but it's hard to go out now, so..."

Xu Zhe: "Where are your parents? They don't go home to cook?"

Song Xingye: "They all have to work, so they have to work overtime. My mother paid a lot of money in a small restaurant downstairs, saying there was a discount, and it would be enough for me to eat for a long time."

Xu Zhe: "That's not bad. It's a pity that you can't go out tonight. When will your parents be back?"

Song Xingye thought for a while and shook his head slightly: "It's very late. My mother has to wait for another three or four hours, and so does my father. He works in the computer city. He has to wait until the stores close, and he still has to count the inventory and so on..."

Xu Zhe sighed: "I can't help it, then I'll cook it for you. What do you want to eat?"

Song Xingye lowered his face slightly to prevent him from seeing his uncontrollable smile.

The girl thought for a while and said, "I don't know what's in the refrigerator..."

"Then let me see."

Xu Zhe stood up and walked to the refrigerator. He opened the cold and fresh layer and glanced at it. He only saw some basic onions, ginger and garlic, as well as half a carton of eggs and a bunch of cabbage.Other than that, there seems to be nothing.

After closing the refrigerator, he searched in other cabinets and only found rice and noodles.

So Xu Zhe asked loudly: "Is it okay to make pot noodles?"

Song Xingye said without hesitation: "Anything is fine, whatever you do is fine!"

Xu Zhe: "You really have confidence in me."

"Hehehe..." The girl smiled happily, "Every time you cook before, you must be confident, so you must be confident. Come on, come on, I get hungry when you say you want to cook!"

"alright."

Xu Zhe took out the few ingredients left in the refrigerator and started washing and chopping vegetables.Song Xingye stayed on the sofa, unable to see the busy figure of the young man in the kitchen through the wall.She wanted to get up and take a look, but before her feet even touched the slippers, she took them back.

"I just applied ice for so long, and finally I feel better. I can't let him waste his efforts..."

Muttering like this, she lay back down again.

Listening to the commotion in the kitchen, the girl picked up her phone and started texting her best friend.

The moment Xu Zhe helped her warm her feet, Song Xingye decided that she would never tell anyone else in this life.But when Xu Zhe cooks for himself, he can share it with his besties.

Of course, if she acted strictly rationally, she knew that it would be best not to tell Tang Lingfei even about Xu Zhe's cooking.But the joy in her heart was about to overflow today. How could the girl hold back and say nothing?
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Tang Lingfei took a bite of the twice-cooked pork made by her father, and then tasted a piece of vegetables stir-fried by her mother, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

The couple looked at each other.

Tang's mother was angry and funny: "What's wrong? Are you starting to dislike the food cooked by your parents?"

Tang Lingfei moved her chopsticks feebly, but only picked up a few grains of rice.

She said: "I just envy Xiao Zizi. She will definitely be able to eat the dinner cooked by Xu Zhe. Alas, you insist that I go home for dinner, but..."

But this is what you have to eat at home?
Tang Wanghai was a little confused: "Why can she eat the food cooked by Xu Zhe?"

Tang Lingfei: "We chatted through text messages. She said that her parents had to work overtime and had no time to take care of her dinner. This time she sprained her ankle and couldn't go out to eat, so she had to ask Xu Zhe to cook it for her."

Tang's mother didn't think of such a thing as "a man and a widow living in the same room", but she was a little angry: "Do you know that the son doesn't think the mother is ugly? Oh, you don't want to go home because you think your parents' cooking is not good. La?"

The girl shrank her neck: "I'm talking about a son who doesn't think his mother is ugly. I'm not a son."

Tang’s mother: “Are you quarreling with me again?”

Tang Lingfei: "It's true, no one is allowed to say it..."

Tang Wanghai suddenly asked: "By the way, since Song Xingye sprained his foot, can I still help you with tutoring during this winter vacation?"

The girl was stunned for a moment: "Yes!"

Tang Wanghai: "How about you bring your study materials and go to her house with Xu Zhe?"

Tang Lingfei smiled happily: "That's great. Dad, you are so smart!"

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What Xu Zhe cooked tonight is still delicious.No, it should be said that it was beyond the girl's expectation...

"Why does it taste so good?" Song Xingye couldn't help but say this after taking two bites of the noodles.

Xu Zhe: "Because hot pot noodles are what I am best at. If the conditions are limited to a very limited budget and using the minimum ingredients to make dinner for one person, I am confident that I can do better than my dad. "

Hearing what he said, Song Xingye was a little puzzled: "But your parents can cook, they are at home, and they are not poor. Why should you set such a condition?"

Xu Zhe: "To create some challenges in life."

The girl was still busy eating noodles and did not see the vicissitudes in the young man's eyes that were inconsistent with his age when he said this.

Xu Zhe ate more slowly.

He had eaten too much of this hot pot noodles when he was alone in his previous life.

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(End of this chapter)