I just reborn, how come I become a scumbag?

Xu Anruo was a little dazed looking at the phone interface.

But suddenly, he felt something was wrong and subconsciously pressed the lock screen button.

Then he turned around and saw Tan Zijin standing behind him.

Tan Zijin was holding a thermos in his hand, and seemed to be frightened by Xu Anruo's action. He trembled and whispered:

"I, I'll add some water to your cup."

"Ah? This, there's no water."

Xu Anruo saw that the teacup was indeed empty, so he unscrewed it and handed it over, and then added:

"If there's no water, I'll pour it myself, you don't have to do this."

"It's okay."

Tan Zijin's voice was still thin.

After pouring the water, she turned around and went back to the kitchen.

Xu Anruo put the cup on the ground, looked back, and her heart was beating. Could it be that she saw something?

It shouldn't be.

Her reaction was still quite fast.

Besides, it was nothing to see, and I didn't post anything.

Xu Anruo just sat at the door of the woodshed.

Even though the temperature was rising, he didn't choose to go inside. He would wear a straw hat from time to time to help Tan Zijin turn the rice, but he couldn't help thinking about what his father said on the phone.

Tan Zijin was still busy in the kitchen.

The kitchens in the countryside are all small flat roofs, and it is impossible to install any range hoods, so it is easy to be misty when cooking.

But Tan Zijin seemed to have gotten used to it.

At half past eleven, grandma called Tan Zipei to serve the dishes.

Xu Anruo washed his hands and volunteered.

There were really a lot of dishes.

The first one was a braised fish, with not much seasoning, but it smelled delicious.

Then it was the braised pork with rice balls that Xu Anruo had been thinking about. He loved this the most, so he knew the taste was right after just one look and one smell.

Two chickens were killed, but Xu Anruo only saw one being roasted.

It was still the little rooster, stir-fried directly, which is the most common way to cook here.

Then there were a few semi-meat dishes, stir-fried pork with cabbage and dried tofu, and stir-fried pork with garlic and green pepper.

There was also a plate of small green vegetables, plus a small tofu and meat soup.

Finally, there was a plate of steamed pork with rice flour in the rice cooker.

The square table in the main hall was directly filled.

When Xu Anruo returned to the kitchen, she found that Tan Zijin's exposed white neck and cheeks were sweaty in front of the stove in the smoke.

But she didn't seem to feel hot at all.

But in this July day, Xu Anruo couldn't stand the heat when she walked into the kitchen.

Then grandma called Xu Anruo to eat first.

Xu Anruo refused to agree and waited together.

Finally, Tan Zijin finished her work, took off her apron, and washed her face with a basin of water.

Xu Anruo watched her secretly while she washed her face.

Then he was amazed.

In his previous life, he saw her in a different outfit at a hometown gathering when he was a freshman. He had a deep impression of her, but that memory was too long ago and a little fuzzy.

Now, when washing her face, she needs to take off her glasses, brush the short hair covering her cheeks behind her ears, and completely lift up the bangs that are so thick that they cover her eyebrows.

So Tan Zijin's face was completely exposed.

Xu Anruo was standing at a side angle.

He could see that her nose was very straight, her lip line and eye line were slightly thin and long, and her double eyelids were also very delicate.

This is the typical appearance of a tall girl.

With just a little makeup, she can be majestic and beautiful.

But she is too thin.

She lacks the collagen-filled feeling that a girl of this age should have.

But fortunately, Tan Zijin's bone structure is really amazing, and the lines of her entire side profile are perfect and impeccable.

Bone structure is like this, it is pleasing to the eye and can withstand a long time.

At this time, grandma shouted to Xu Anruo:

"Little classmate, come and sit down."

"Hey, I'm coming."

Xu Anruo was afraid that Tan Zijin would see him, so he quickly left and then responded.

In the main room, Tan Zipei sat on a small stool and read a book.

Xu Anruo found that the little girl's concentration was quite good.

He walked over, rubbed Tan Zipei's pot-covered hair, and said:

"Go wash your hands and eat."

"Yeah."

The little girl now listens to Xu Anruo's words especially.

Put down your hands and run towards the kitchen.

Then the two sisters came together.

Grandma pulled Xu Anruo to sit on the big chair. Xu Anruo was embarrassed. Seeing Zipei coming, she said to her:

"Zipei, do you want to sit with your brother?"

"Yes, I want to sit next to my brother."

In this way, Xu Anruo sat on the bench and Tan Zipei sat next to him.

Grandma and Tan Zijin sat on the chairs on both sides, one on the left and one on the right.

Before dinner, the little girl secretly pulled the corner of Xu Anruo's clothes and blinked her eyes.Xu Anruo knew what she was hinting at, so he nodded seriously as a response.

He was indeed a little hungry.

His appetite was aroused when the dishes were served.

When his grandmother called him, Xu Anruo picked up his chopsticks without hesitation and showed off the rice dumpling and braised pork.

After taking a bite from the bowl, Xu Anruo was stunned.

Then he found that Tan Zijin was secretly looking at his face, with a look of anxiety and expectation.

"Delicious!"

Xu Anruo's emotions came up.

It's really delicious!

In his previous life, he had been out and often went to some private chefs who specialized in Lu'nan specialties, but he had eaten so many rice dumpling and braised pork, and none of them tasted better than this.

Even his mother's cooking was slightly inferior.

Then he tasted the cabbage stalks, dried tofu and pork, fried rooster and small meat soup one by one.

Oh, I am embarrassed to say it, Xu Anruo actually felt like crying.

There are only a few dishes.

They are all the most common home-cooked dishes in Lu'nan.

But when it comes to Tan Zijin's hands, it is different.

How to describe this feeling?

Xu Anruo was reborn, and there are many unforgettable flavors in his memory, but later when he ate the same thing again, he felt that it was different from his memory, and always felt that it was a little different.

Just like these dishes, my mother can make them, and the private chef who specializes in local specialties will be more exquisite.

But only here, he seemed to have found the difference.

He was inexplicably happy.

Then he said to Tan Zijin, who was eating politely with his head down:

"Do you know the math teacher in our class? The one who teaches your science class 2, nicknamed stinky eggs?"

"Is it Mr. Wu?"

"Yes! It's him, Wu Bin. He always tells us the difference between liberal arts students and science students in class. He says that if the students you see on the street look haggard, they must be studying science."

"Ah? Is that the case?"

"Who knows? He also said that liberal arts students are not good at cooking and cannot compare with science students because science students are too precise in their grasp of quantity. I didn't believe it before, and no one in my class believed it!"

Speaking of this, Xu Anruo paused, half joking and half serious, and said:

"Now I believe it. Do you have something?"

"No, I don't have anything."

Tan Zijin said in a low voice, embarrassed.

The whole person seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Tan Zipei held up the chicken leg and shouted directly:

"Sister's cooking is the best!"