Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 217 Cooking Noodles Behind Her Back

Because there was no food at home, the two bought food downstairs before going upstairs.

Song Zhiwei didn't have much appetite at first, but when she suddenly saw Laotan's sauerkraut-flavored instant noodles, she remembered the sour taste and started to salivate.

She asked Wei Xuan to buy two packs.

Wei Xuan refused: "Not healthy."

Song Zhiwei said temptingly: "It doesn't matter if you eat it once in a while. Let me tell you, I am best at cooking instant noodles. They are super delicious. If you eat them once, you will want to eat them a second time!"

However, Wei Xuan has no interest in delicious instant noodles, because of the nature of their work, there are too many opportunities to eat fast food when they are single, and he doesn't want to have a family and eat instant noodles.

But Song Zhiwei wanted to eat Laotan sauerkraut. After arguing for a long time, the two finally took a step back and bought a bag of sauerkraut and a handful of noodles.

When she arrived home with the dishes, Song Zhiwei immediately sat lazily on a chair and ordered Wei Xuan to say, "Go and cook the noodles, and call me when it's done."

Wei Xuan glanced at the lazy woman, picked up his pockets: "Didn't you say that the noodles you cook are delicious? Don't want Lulu's cooking?"

"I'm talking about instant noodles. You didn't let me buy them. Besides, I just agreed in the car that you cook them." Song Zhiwei stretched her legs and leaned comfortably on the back of the chair.

Wei Xuan is a man who "does what he says and does what he does". He also knew that she had worked hard today, so he didn't force her, and went to the kitchen alone with the dishes.

But Song Zhiwei came to "inspect" the situation with anxiety again.

She pointed and said: "The cutting board needs to be washed clean, the knife for cutting meat is different from the knife for cutting vegetables, don't take it wrong, there is something wrong with the faucet, don't turn it on too much, or the water will splash out. "

Wei Xuan turned to look at her with a knife in his hand, with a serious expression on his face: "What instructions does the chief have?"

Song Zhiwei burst out laughing, she came over, hugged the man's strong waist from behind, and joked: "The other thing is to make something delicious, if it's not good, you'll be forced to stand in a military posture tonight."

"Of order, chief." Wei Xuan also smiled, bowing his head to ask for a kiss.

Seeing that he was so obedient, Song Zhiwei also took the initiative to stand on tiptoe and imprint on her thin lips.

Of course, Wei Xuan was not satisfied with such a "dragonfly touching water" kiss, he held her buttocks with his backhand, lifted her up vigorously, and immediately lifted her up, and his long tongue also burrowed into her small mouth.

The toes suddenly left the ground, and the whole body was equivalent to "sitting" on the palm of his hand. Such an insecure posture made Song Zhiwei hug his neck reflexively, and her whole body stuck to his back like a gecko.

"Okay, let's chop vegetables seriously." Feeling suffocated, Song Zhiwei moved her small mouth, patted him lightly on the shoulder, and wanted to jump off.

However, Wei Xuan let her lie on his back like this.

"Are you cooking noodles behind my back?" Song Zhiwei blinked, "Isn't it too heavy?"

Just kidding, her weight is like bean sprouts to Wei Xuan, who casually carries hundreds of catties during the forced march.

After patting her upturned buttocks, Wei Xuan told her to lie down.

Song Zhiwei was also happy to be carried by someone. She put her feet around his waist and put her head on his broad shoulders, watching him cook.

Wei Xuan first took half a pot of water, put it on the stove to boil, and then began to cut sauerkraut.

"Cut it into shreds, don't cut it so thick, it's hard to chew." Song Zhiwei directed.

Wei Xuan listened to her, cut the sauerkraut into long strings, and threw it into the pot to cook the soup base.

He started to wash the vegetables, and Song Zhiwei suddenly remembered that there were two ham sausages in the refrigerator that her mother had filled herself, so she said, "Cut a ham sausage from the refrigerator and cook it in."

Wei Xuan had no choice but to carry Song Zhiwei to the refrigerator, took a sausage, chopped it up and threw it into the water.

At this time, the water in the pot was gurgling very enthusiastically.

Seeing that the water had boiled away, Wei Xuan said, "It's down."

"Wait a minute," Song Zhiwei said again, "Put some cabbage leaves in."

Wei Xuan took out the Chinese cabbage he bought from his pocket, peeled off two layers of skin, washed it under the faucet, and then cut it off with a kitchen knife.

Song Zhiwei put her arms around Wei Xuan's neck and yelled, "Just the leaves, not the stems, the stems won't taste good when boiled."

"Oh."

"You cut it too finely! The cabbage leaves should be a little bigger to taste... Cucumber should be finely chopped, you cut it too thickly!"

For Wei Xuan, who has a rough diet, Song Zhiwei's requirements are really harsh. Don't the food have the same taste?She is simply nitpicking.

But Wei Xuan still had a good temper and did not raise any objections, patiently following her instructions.

Seeing that Wei Xuan was chopping vegetables seriously, his sharp side face looked more stylish, especially the long eyelashes, which made Song Zhiwei jealous and couldn't help but want to tease him.

"Wei Xuan, why are your eyelashes so long? Have you ever grafted them?" She teased.

"Yeah." Wei Xuan didn't know what eyelash extensions were, so he followed her words anyway.

Song Zhiwei giggled, and became more courageous. She touched someone's sensitive part with her foot badly, "Here, cut up this little carrot too, below."

Wei Xuan's tiger body shook, and he stopped cutting cucumbers, "Song Zhiwei, I don't mind 'letting go' before eating."

Song Zhiwei stuck out her tongue, and retracted her feet with a flattering smile, "You're just kidding."

"And what did you say, little carrot?"

"Big carrot, the king of carrots. Hurry up and put all the vegetables in, the water has been boiling for a long time." Song Zhiwei knew that she was in trouble, so she quickly changed the topic.

Wei Xuan put the chopped vegetable leaves and cucumber shreds in, and put the noodles into the pot. Song Zhiwei instructed him to put a poached egg in the noodles.

Wei Xuan couldn't help complaining while beating eggs on the side of the pot, "This is the most troublesome noodle I've ever cooked."

"It's delicious when it's done this way. By the way, it's easy to burn the egg when it's lying on the bottom. You can use a spatula to gently shovel the bottom, but be gentle. If the egg yolk is broken, it's not a poached egg... Oops Look, the yolk is coming out, Wei Xuan, you are so stupid, are you a pig!"

Wei Xuan, "..."

A large pot of sauerkraut noodles with sausage, cabbage, cucumber, and eggs was finally cooked, and Song Zhiwei poured a few drops of sesame oil on it, and it was delicious.

Wei Xuan was sitting at the dining table, and Song Zhiwei was sitting on Wei Xuan's lap blowing hot air while sending noodles to his mouth.

Wei Xuan asked, "Is it delicious?"

Song Zhiwei swallowed the steaming hot noodles with her thumbs up, then picked up a chopstick and passed it to Wei Xuan's mouth, "Taste it quickly."

Wei Xuan opened his mouth to eat the noodles, and Song Zhiwei took another piece of sausage and handed it to his mouth.

Wei Xuan was very satisfied with his cooking skills: "This noodle is really well cooked."

Song Zhiwei raised her head, "That's because I directed well."

Two people, you and I ate the ordinary home-cooked noodles in one bite, which was extremely sweet, and finally drank all the soup before it was over.

(End of this chapter)