Sweet wife, don't make trouble, we won't divorce

Chapter 187 The baby will be obedient
Ou Lan turned her head and looked at Zhan Lingtuo with the eyes of an idiot, "Blind? Of course it's cooking! Is it the imperial currency?"

Zhan Lingtuo, "..."

Seeing the way she took out this pile of ingredients, she clearly wanted to make a big meal, but last time she could almost burn down the house by frying an egg, is this the rhythm of suicide?
"Ou Xiaolan, didn't you say last time that you will never cook in your life?"

"Last time was last time, and this time is this time. What's the relationship between last time and this time?" Looking at the brat who was speechless by her questioning, Ou Lan curled her lips evilly, "Tong Yangfu , to choose vegetables!"

Although he likes her calling him Tong Yangfu very much, he is not happy when he thinks that she is a flower-hearted cabbage and may call another boy's child Tong Yangfu behind his back.

So Zhan Lingtuo stared at her sharply and did not move.

Ou Lan waved the knife in his hand, "Isn't it obedient, young master, I will find other boy friends in minutes."

"Ah!" Zhan Lingtuo suddenly yelled as if he could bear it to the extreme.

Ou Lan was so frightened that she shrank her shoulders instinctively, staring fixedly at this brat who looked like a small atomic bomb and dared not move.

This child is so scary!
Just when she thought he was going to beat her up, the boy suddenly lowered his head, moved a small bench, and obediently sat down to choose vegetables.

While choosing, he complained in a low voice, "The baby will be obedient after everything is said, why do you want to find another boy?"

Ou Lan patted the little heart that was so frightened that it was "thumping", mom, this brat is just like his father bully Xiao, he is so moody.

She had to speed up the divorce process so that she could get out of the pit of misery that the perverted father and son had given her as soon as possible.

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In fact, before she set out to cook a sumptuous dinner for Zhan Mo Xiao, Ou Lan had done her homework. Not only did she search the Internet for information, but she also called Ou Chenghai to learn from it.

At one point, she felt that she was full of food, and that cooking a meal was nothing special.

She doesn't do things that are too difficult, just make a table of home-cooked meals.

So, she was going to make four dishes, shredded potatoes with vinegar, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, fried shrimp with green onions, and radish vermicelli soup.

She felt that the procedures for these four dishes were very simple and could definitely be completed independently, so with the help of Zhan Lingtuo, after cleaning the ingredients, she ordered Zhan Lingtuo, "Go out and play, no peeping is allowed."

Zhan Lingtuo frowned in doubt, "Can you do it, Ou Xiaolan, or let me do it?"

Ou Lan waved a spoon to express her displeasure, "You look down on people, don't you? If you don't go out again, the young master will find other boys and children in minutes."

Zhan Lingtuo didn't dare to delay for a second, and went out obediently, lowering his head as he walked, thinking to himself, "Ou Xiaolan, this flowery cabbage, really thinks he's eaten to death, so I'll find someone else It's really bad for a boy kid to threaten him."

After Zhan Lingtuo left, Ou Lan mysteriously closed the kitchen door and began to prepare her big meal.

The first dish is vinegar potato shreds.

It's not difficult to peel the potatoes, just like peeling an apple. She used a paring knife to peel off the skin little by little, and put the potatoes on the chopping board, but the next step was to shred her.

The first time I saw Zhan Mo Xiao playing with a small knife flying up and down while cooking, she actually wanted to have a go at herself, but this knife was too difficult to control, she couldn't get up at all, not only couldn't get up, the cut potatoes The silk is also thick and thick, thin and thin, not even at all.

After a lot of effort, she finally successfully shredded a potato. The shape is of course ugly, but she still comforted herself like this: Forget it, ugly is ugly, as long as it tastes good after frying.

So she began to vinegar potato shreds, although some shreds should be called sticks.

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the second

(End of this chapter)