Domineering president: wife, please remarry me!

Tong Zhenyu came home and didn't see the shadow of Zhang Zijun. He was about to call her. As soon as he picked up the microphone, he heard the sound of the key opening the door at the door.

Turning back, the door had been pushed open, and Zhang Zijun came in with big and small bags.

"How do you buy so many things?" Tong Zhenyu quickly walked forward, took the shopping bag in her hand and asked, "what did you buy?"

"It's all ingredients," Zijun smiled and took out the things in the shopping bag.

Tong Zhenyu looked at the food she put out, purple shellfish, potatoes, streaky pork, crucian carp, white radish

He twitched in the corner of his mouth. She bought a pile of things back. To be honest, he liked to eat very little.

"I wanted to buy spareribs, but they were bad in the afternoon," Zhang Zijun said to Tong Zhenyu with a smile. "I called my mother and she said that pork can also burn potatoes, so I bought it."

"Oh, OK," he said faintly, not going to tell her that he never ate the mashed things of potatoes.

"Shall we make two dishes and one soup tonight?" Zijun picked up the tomatoes and shook them: "potato ribs, purple shellfish fried eggs, crucian carp and shredded radish soup, what do you think?"

Tong Zhenyu didn't know what to say. She arranged two dishes and one soup, none of which he liked. He hadn't heard of the crucian carp and shredded radish soup at all.

And the purple shellfish. He felt very uncomfortable looking at the deep purple, not to mention going to eat it later.

Looking at these dishes, he was not in the mood, so he said faintly, "well, you do it. I have something to do. I'll go to the study first."

"OK, you go to the study and I'll call you when the food is ready." Zijun was happy to have the opportunity to practice his cooking,

Zijun had no cooking skills, but she had a good cooking mother, so when she encountered problems in the kitchen, she immediately called her mother.

Tong Zhenyu actually had nothing to do, but he didn't want to see the ingredients, so he played games in his study and thought of two dishes and one soup. Zhang Zijun won't cook again. It is estimated that he will do it in an hour.

But in fact, he had been cooking in his study for nearly two hours, and Zhang Zijun had not come to ask him to eat.

He was so hungry that he came out of the study. Before he reached the kitchen, he smelled a burnt smell in the living room.

"Zijun, what are you cooking? Why does it smell mushy?" he hurried into the kitchen.

"I'm frying eggs."

Zhang Zijun smiled awkwardly: "because the color of purple shellfish is dark purple, I always thought it was not cooked, so I always fried it, and then it was pasted."

“..。”

Tong Zhenyu didn't know what to say. Looking at the plate of black fried eggs, he asked, "are they all ready?"

"Well, it's all done," Zijun said with some embarrassment. "I don't cut the radish skin in the soup clean enough. It's estimated that the shredded radish is a little bitter."

Tong Zhenyu's mouth twitched again. He had never eaten crucian carp and shredded radish soup. He probably wouldn't eat it. He wouldn't care if the radish skin was bitter.

Zijun's three dishes and one soup really don't sell well. The pork stewed with potatoes has been stewed for too long. The pork is wrapped with mashed potatoes. It looks like a pile of mud.

The fried eggs with purple shellfish are charred, which obviously has a charred taste. What about shredded radish crucian carp soup?

Well, only shredded radish crucian carp soup can be seen. After all, it's a pot of soup. Although she fried crucian carp, it's impossible to burn the soup.

In addition to soup, there is rice cooked in an electric rice cooker. Tong Zhenyu thought that even if all the dishes can't be eaten, as long as the rice can be eaten, he can eat two bowls of white rice tonight.

But soon, he found that,. I'm a little too optimistic about this idea.

He opened the lid of the rice cooker and looked at the rice one by one. He really didn't know what to say.

The obvious thing about rice is that there is less water and the rice grains are very hard one by one. In this case, if you only want to eat white rice, you may not be able to eat it.

Zhang Zijun looked at him with a melancholy face: "sorry, Zhenyu, I can't grasp the depth of water when cooking, so..."

"It's all right," he quickly comforted her: "don't you burn crucian carp soup? We can eat it with soup."

Zijun finally smiled. She filled two bowls of rice with a spoon, and then put a piece of pork wrapped in mashed potatoes in Tong Zhenyu's bowl with chopsticks.

"Try it. It tastes good. Tong Zhenyu is embarrassed. I don't know what to say.

He thought that he didn't really want to give Zhang Zijun face. He was mainly hungry?

Isn't there a saying that people can eat anything when they are very hungry?

Seeing that Tong Zhenyu didn't speak, Zhang Zijun quickly said, "in the future, you'd better be the chef. I'll just start for you."

"Well," he answered very simply, with a gentle smile on his face, "it's right for a husband to cook for his wife."

Zijun was embarrassed to stick out his tongue and said mischievously, "it's mainly because my cooking is too poor. For the time being, you should be in front of the chef at home. I'll cook it for you when I learn my cooking well."

He smiled and looked at her oily face. She knew how embarrassed she was in the kitchen tonight, and it was not easy for her to make these two dishes and one soup tonight.

So, looking at her cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, he said softly, "go take a bath. I'll clean up. We'll go downstairs for a walk later."

Zijun agreed without saying a word. Thinking of taking a walk after dinner, he suddenly had the illusion of an old husband and wife!