Life With You

Han Chunmeng took out a few large bags of ingredients, separated the vegetables and meat, and taught Song Xi to recognize the various spices one by one.

"This is ribs."

Song Xi said, "I know, you treat me as mentally retarded?"

Han Chunmeng immediately asked sternly, "Is this the front row or the back row? Are the sweet and sour pork ribs and the plum steamed pork ribs used in the same place? How do you think they are fresh, do you know?"

Song Xi stood aside honestly and stopped cooking.

Gu Dongxu hugged his arms and chuckled, "It's really 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi."

There is definitely an allusion to what he said. Thinking of Song Xi’s teaching Han Chunmeng’s medical expertise is exactly the same as Han Chunmeng’s teaching Song Xi recognize ribs.

Seeing the dozens of things on the kitchen table, Song Xi couldn't even call his name, so he almost took a small notebook to write it down.

Han Chunmeng said: "You don't need to be nervous. You treat this piece of meat as a human being. After a while you will cut it open as a heart, and then fill it in... Anyway, cooking is the same as doing surgery."

Gu Dongxu listened at the door for two minutes, and all his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys came out. He clearly didn't see any blood, but he felt sick from his heart.

"Oh...I'm out."

He was playing games in the living room. Han Chunmeng and Song Xi were busy in the kitchen. For at least two and a half hours before and after, Han Chunmeng’s voice came, "It’s eating!"

After Gu Dongxu finished playing the game at hand, he got up and walked to the dining room. The table looked like a full-fledged banquet. There were two rows of six dishes, a total of twelve dishes.

Han Chunmeng came out of the kitchen with the meal, and Gu Dongxu asked, "Which is Xiaoxi made?"

Han Chunmeng lifted his chin, motioned to one of the golden pig's hoofs, and said, "Can't you see it yet?"

Gu Dongxu smiled, "It looks good."

Han Chunmeng handed him chopsticks, "Try it."

Gu Dongxu was really curious, so he picked it up and delivered it to his mouth... Tsk, how can I say it, neither salty nor spicy, neither bitter nor sour, that is, it tastes weird.

Gu Dongxu did not spit it out, but swallowed it, and muttered, "What's the smell?"

Song Xi also came out of the kitchen at this time and asked anxiously, "How?"

Gu Dongxu said, "Where are you cooking?"

Song Xi blinked her eyes with a guilty conscience, "Doesn't it taste good?"

Han Chunmeng couldn’t look down anymore, and said, “I said I’m making Coke chicken wings. She insisted that she had a Mirinda trotters. You said Mirinda’s stewed trotters would be disgusting and delicious. ?"

Song Xi refused to accept it, picked up a chopstick and put a piece into his mouth, chewed, and then sat down slowly and honestly.

There are a total of twelve dishes, Han Chunmeng makes six dishes, and Song Xi makes six dishes. Thanks to Han Chunmeng's several dishes, the whole meal will not be eaten.

During the period, Gu Dongxu'encouraged' and said: "Hey, don't think about doing it yourself. You really don't have the talent to cook. You really want to express. Buy some from the outside and take it back. Eat the same."

Song Xi looked down, like a throat, secretly saying that she still dare to order takeaway? George Sheng found it again, and it was estimated that she would lose a layer of skin.

After eating, Han Chunmeng cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen. Song Xi and Gu Dongxu, a daughter and a rich young master, who could not do anything, were rushed to the living room to watch TV.

In the middle of the journey, Gu Dongxu suddenly looked at Song Xi and asked, "Whose house did your dad let you live in?"

After Song Xi heard this, she was instinctively guilty, a little stunned. In the same way, Gu Dongxu had asked before that Song Xi was nervous only because of George Sheng's identity, and now she is terrified, who made George Sheng the younger uncle of Gu Dongxu.

The relationship is constantly being arbitrarily sorted and chaotic, Song Xi paused for a moment and replied aloud: "You don't know."

Gu Dongxu seemed to be talking to himself, "Where is the food for outsiders so delicious..."

Song Xi was really afraid that if he kept talking like this, she would be sitting on pins and needles. At exactly this moment, Gu Dongxu's mobile phone on the table rang, and when he picked it up, his brows frowned.

Song Xi asked, "Who?"

Gu Dongxu ‘tsk’, but didn’t pick it up, and threw the phone aside, annoyed: “It’s like sticking to a tree bark, so just stick it on.”

Song Xi immediately saw peach blossoms and said, "Which pretty fruit did you provoke?"

Gu Dongxu's eyes widened, and Mingzhe defended herself: "I didn't provoke her, she was a newcomer in the bureau, and she somehow fell in love with me, chasing after my **** all day long, and was hospitalized for a few days before finally staying quiet. I only went to work yesterday, and she got stuck again."

Song Xi didn't think it was too much of the excitement, and said with a chuckle, "I don't think I always refuse people, why, this is not pretty?"

While the two talked, the phone stopped ringing, and a missed call was displayed on it. Gu Dongxu said, "You don't get into trouble."

Soon the call came again, at least seven or eight in five minutes, and the last ‘boom’ seemed to be a text message, Song Xi’s gossip, he hurried forward to look at it.

Gu Dongxu did not shy away from her. They read it together. The text message read: Even if you don't like me, you must give me a reasonable reason. At eight o'clock, the forbidden city, I won't leave until you wait.

Gu Dongxu frowned, Song Xi giggled, patted his shoulder and said, "It's going to happen, buddy."

Gu Dongxu held the phone in silence for a few seconds, then suddenly turned his head to look at Song Xi, "Go, put on some makeup."

The smile on Song Xi's face hadn't been completely recovered, and he asked vigilantly: "What are you doing?"

Gu Dongxu said: "Come out with me."

Song Xi frowned immediately, "Let me carry thunder again?"

Gu Dongxu said, "Who won't you carry?"

Song Xi and Gu Dongxu have known each other for so many years, and every time he has Yingying Yanyan that he can't get rid of, he always pulls her out to be the "Zhenggong Empress". She is often scolded by the colorful flags under the name of his family's red flag.

"I'm not going." Song Xi looked disgusted.

Gu Dongxu said: "I also borrowed the kitchen at home, do you understand if you know Entubao?"

Song Xi raised her eyebrows and asked, "Have you not eaten?"

Gu Dongxu replied: "I eat made by Fat Chun, you don't eat what you make yourself!"

The two were muttering in the living room. Han Chunmeng ran out of the kitchen upon hearing the news and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Xi squinted and said, "There is a little girl who doesn't have long eyes who wants to fly moths to the fire, so she will take me to carry the thunder."

Gu Dongxu said to Han Chunmeng: "You quickly persuade her and persuade me to buy you delicious food."

Han Chunmeng's eyes lit up and suggested: "I'll carry thunder for you, will you take me there?"

Gu Dongxu glanced at Han Chunmeng, who was billowing from head to toe, pursed his lips, and said in a good voice, "Waiting at home, brother will come back to buy you delicious food."

After speaking, he got up and grabbed Song Xi's arm, "It's numb."

Han Chunmeng curled his lips and turned back to the kitchen.

Song Xi really didn't want to go, but he couldn't hold back Gu Dongxu's soft and hard foaming. He asked her to put on makeup. Song Xi provoked, "Do you think I'm ugly?"

Gu Dongxu pleased him and said: "If you are ugly, you won't look good, but I want her to die at once, so Laoweixi puts on a'lore' makeup, my brother thanks first."

He clasped his fists at Song Xi.