The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

After Xiaowei watched in the kitchen for a while, she put down her notebook and started to gather the ingredients.

After a short while, a dish was brought over.

Seeing that Yan Chenxi was also in the yard, she paused, then smiled and greeted, "Come and **** craft."

The proprietress still remembers that after Zhu Yong's dishes were made, Yan Chenxi didn't even move his chopsticks.

At this moment, looking at Yan Chenxi, she became a little nervous.

Yan Chenxi looked at Xiao Wei's cooking, first smelled it, and then took a sip.

"The heat is still worse, and the salt is too much. Also, the seasoning is in the wrong order."

Xiaowei looked at Yan Chenxi in surprise, "You were right about it!"

In fact, after she finished it, she was already aware of these problems. Take it out with a fluke, and I hope everyone will taste it.

Unexpectedly, Yan Chenxi's tongue was so sharp, and he knew the problem of the dish as soon as he tasted it.

The proprietress was also very shocked, "Chenxi, it seems that you have really studied Yanjia cuisine."

"Well, I used to eat it often." Yan Chenxi said lightly.

before? how long ago?

Had Chenxi been to Yanjia Town before?

But there is no impression?

Moreover, she looked young. How to eat often?

Yan Chenxi put down her chopsticks, "Strong better than Zhu Yong."

The smile on Xiaowei's face seemed to have received a huge affirmation, and she was full of confidence in an instant, "You eat first, I'll go get some dishes!"

After speaking, he turned and walked into the kitchen again.

At this time, her body seemed to be burning with blood. That kind of concentration, that kind of seriousness. She treated every ingredient meticulously, that old kitchen knife seemed to have life in her hands.

This kind of Xiaowei made the proprietress see the shadow of her husband Xiong Qiang back then.

The tip of the woman's nose was sour, and the tears fell again.

In the next three days, Yan Chenxi and Lin Xiao stayed in Xiaowei's house.

The lady boss is a very hospitable and gentle woman. She is smiling most of the day. Especially in front of the two daughters, Xiaowei and Xiaofang, she never sighed.

The words spoken from her mouth are always full of hope. Although, Yan Chenxi has seen her secretly hiding in the corner and wiping tears more than once.

Back in the room, Lin Xiao was leaning on the bedside to read a book. The noon sun shines on the man's face. It also added a lot of tenderness to this sharp-edged man.

Seeing Yan Chenxi, Lin Xiao put down his book and turned to look at her.

He saw the doubt in the girl's eyes.

"What's wrong?" Lin Xiao asked.

Yan Chenxi blinked his eyes and looked at Lin Xiao, "After being in contact with humans for so long, I still can't understand and understand why humans always like to hide their emotions?"

In Yan Chenxi's view, we should cry when we are sad, get angry when we are angry, and talk when we miss.

Lin Xiao looked at Yan Chenxi deeply, stretched out his hand to pat the position beside him, and let Yan Chenxi sit over.

The girl sat down obediently, and Lin Xiao took her in her arms, "It should be because she cares."

"care?"

"Yeah." Lin Xiao nodded, then looked at Yan Chenxi in his arms, "You think about it carefully, don't you have the time to hide your emotions?"

"Do I have one?"

"There's none?"

Yan Chenxi blinked her eyes. She thought that she didn't have such a time. To her, human beings are nothing but a group of cubs who can't make a big storm, and she never knows the cubs.