The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

"What's the matter with you?" Seeing her come in with her head down, he Yue asked.

"It's all right. Someone will show you your feet later. I'll cook first." Gu Lingling breathed a sigh.

After a while, Liu Jun helped he Yue out to apply medicine oil to her. During this period, Gu Lingling was buried in cooking.

Not to mention, now supplies are so scarce, but Yang Yunhai has a lot of things here, including fresh vegetables and meat, as well as stick bones and fish.

In the kitchen, everything is also very complete, probably considering that Yang Yunhai is not very good at making a fire. Anyway, there is a coal ball stove and a firewood stove built, and two pots are connected together.

The two pots are connected together without bellows at all. As long as the fires on both sides are lit, the fire will be very prosperous.

The man who built this stove must be an expert.

Gu Lingling stewed the big stick bone first, and then mixed the noodles. At noon, she planned to make some scallion cakes, and then stir fry a few dishes and drink some bone soup. A lunch was also delicious.

When I first came in, I asked Yang Yunhai what she wanted to eat, and he let her play to her heart's content.

What is full play? So don't save it? Anyway, Gu Lingling thinks so.

Considering that Yang Yunhai was injured and couldn't eat fish, Gu Lingling conveniently pickled the fish into dried fish in the interval of cooking, which was not easy to break, and Yang Yunhai could eat when he was well.

When the bone soup was a little white, Gu Lingling also disposed of the vegetables and meat.

He Yue's feet were rubbed with oil and it was much better, but Liu Jun didn't let her into the kitchen because she was the wounded.

In fact, Gu Lingling didn't intend to ask her to help, but hearing Liu Jun say so, she still felt a little uncomfortable. Liu Jun's meaning naturally means Yang Yunhai.

He was really different to he Yue.

I don't know if I choked on the scallion or what happened. Anyway, my eyes are very sour.

When the lunch was served, several people widened their eyes, especially Su ziqiao's worship was almost to worship Gu Lingling.

Braised meat, sweet and sour ribs, minced meat noodles, fried cabbage, hot and sour potato shreds, leek eggs and stick bone radish soup. The staple food is scallion cake.

Especially when the scallion cake was just made, I smelled bursts of fragrance. If it weren't for Yang Yunhai, Liu Jun and Su ziqiao would have rushed to the kitchen to steal it.

Now it can finally start.

"Ling Ling, your craftsmanship is simply superb, comparable to the chef of the Kyoto Hotel." Su ziqiao gave a thumbs up. "It's too powerful."

"You praise me so much." Su ziqiao's self cooked, Gu Lingling is still a little unbearable.

"Sit down and eat together." Yang Yunhai said.

"No, let's just have some scallion cakes." They were saved, and it was right to cook a meal in return.

It's good to have scallion cake. You know, Yang Yunhai's home is full of wheat flour. There's no corn flour in the scallion cake. Gu Lingling didn't save oil at all when making it, so it's very fragrant.

Yang Yunhai frowned and looked at her. He didn't speak, but he didn't move his chopsticks.

That expression has explained everything. If she doesn't come, they won't eat.

Gu Lingling doesn't know what he's doing? The reason can only be attributed to he Yue.

Yang Yunhai wants he Yue to come to the table for dinner, but if she, who is busy cooking, doesn't eat, he Yue naturally can't go to the table.

Well, Gu Lingling's heart was hit again.

No, she must change!