Chapter 7279

Yang Qinglian shut herself in the door of her room, and the whole person sat on the bed, hugged her knees and began to cry. Yang Qinglian has never been wronged like this since she was young, and this kind of injustice was given by her respected father.

Just now, Yang Zheng had such an attitude towards Yang Qinglian, and it was still in front of me. When Yang Qinglian thought about this kind of thing, she felt that she was blocked. How could Yang Qinglian bear it at this time?

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

At the beginning, Yang Qinglian didn't plan to pay attention to it, so she sat there crying with her own heart.

However, the knock did not disappear. Instead, it became more and more urgent.

Yang Qinglian was so annoyed that she could only wipe her eyes with the back of her hand. She said to the door with a very bad attitude: "don't disturb me!"

"Oh! Open the door, open the door, it's too late! Hurry, hurry

Outside the door came my hasty voice. It seemed that there was something urgent to deal with in front of me, and it was accompanied by some strange noises from time to time. At the beginning, Yang Qinglian didn't want to talk to me, but it wasn't because Yang Qinglian was angry with me. Yang Qinglian didn't know how to face me. Although Yang Qinglian felt wronged, Yang Qinglian felt that I had been wronged a lot just now.

How embarrassing it must be to offer a toast to others and be rejected by them? If the average person can be directly autistic, right?

What's more, the reason why I went through all this is because of Yang Qinglian's encouragement.

Yang Qinglian really can't look down on it. I just focus on the way I eat myself. That's why Yang Qinglian complains in front of me, which means to let me participate in drinking with them.

I didn't have this idea at the beginning, but later I passed by with a wine glass. Obviously, I took Yang Qinglian's feelings into consideration. How could Yang Qinglian not be moved?

Later, I experienced this kind of embarrassment, and Yang Qinglian felt that it was all her own problem.

If it wasn't for Yang Qinglian's instigation, this would not have happened. In fact, a large part of the reason why Yang Qinglian locked himself up was because he didn't want to face me.

Now I took the initiative to find it. Naturally, Yang Qinglian didn't want to open the door for me. However, when Yang Qinglian heard what I said just now, Yang Qinglian was puzzled.

Too late?

What's too late? What the hell am I doing outside the door?

"What's the matter?" Yang Qinglian thought about it and then continued to inquire at the door.

"I don't have time to explain to you. Open the door for me. If you don't open the door, it will be gone It burns me to death

Hearing my cry, Yang Qinglian was even more surprised.

No more doors? What's gone? What's so hot? Yang Qinglian didn't listen to me as if I was acting out, so there shouldn't be any fake. So Yang Qinglian wiped her wet cheek and straightened her messy hair. Then she got out of bed, swabbed her slippers and came to the door and opened the door of her room.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way! Don't scatter it on you

When Yang Qinglian saw me enter the door, she didn't even have time to prepare to care about Yang Qinglian. She was carrying something in her hand and rushed directly into the room. Yang Qinglian also quickly let go of his body, until I put the thing in my hand on the small tea table in Yang Qinglian's room, I let go of my hand and grasped the fingers of both hands at the root of his ears, which can quickly cool my fingers.

"It's too hot!"

I don't have the good spirit of opening a way, and also forced to throw oneself is scalded finger.

Yang Qinglian found that there was a small casserole on the small tea table. It seemed that there was something just cooked in it. But I didn't use the plate to carry the casserole directly. It's not too hot.

"What's this?"

Yang Qinglian looks at the casserole on the tea table with doubts. Because I finished this one, Yang Qinglian even forgot to be sad. At this time, Yang Qinglian just wants to know what I brought.

"Cross bridge rice noodles." I replied.

"Rice noodles?" Yang Qinglian looked at the casserole again in surprise, and then put her puzzled eyes on me again.

"Yes." I answered with a nod. "This is the characteristic of Southern Yunnan. I loved it when I was a child. When I was a child, I thought it was delicious, and I went to study it. However, I haven't made it myself for many years, and I don't know whether it's delicious or not. The main reason is that it's too hot for me to taste."

"You What did you do? " Yang Qinglian looked at me more surprised. Of course, Yang Qinglian's eyes were full of distrust. Obviously, Yang Qinglian didn't believe what I said.

Yang Qinglian doesn't even think that I can cook. How can Yang Qinglian believe that I made the rice noodles in casserole?

"I did it, of course, or who else?" I rolled my eyes and said, thinking what Yang Qinglian's eyes mean? You don't trust me so much? At least it's the result of my own labor. I left the table just now, but I didn't come to Yang Qinglian's room immediately. I thought that Yang Qinglian hadn't eaten a mouthful of food just now, and he was annoyed by his father. If he was hungry, I would never come out to eat because of Yang Qinglian's personalityI'm sure I'll continue to be angry with my father.

Thinking of this, I turned directly to the kitchen.

The Yang family has a special chef to help them cook. When I went to the kitchen, the cooks were cleaning up the kitchen and preparing to eat.

The Yang family obviously don't like extravagance and waste, so every meal is just right, absolutely not much, absolutely not much, so when I go into the kitchen, I have no extra dishes. I had no choice but to make a small pot of this kind of cross bridge rice noodles for Yang Qinglian. The main reason is that I haven't cooked rice for a long time, and some common sense problems have been ignored. Such a hot casserole can't be served directly, so it's appropriate to put it on a plate.

As a result, I forgot. I didn't react until I felt that I was too hot.

To tell you the truth, at this time I feel my fingers are almost scalded.

Yang Qinglian once again looked at the casserole on the tea table, and then turned to look at me again. After careful observation, Yang Qinglian seemed that I didn't really look like a liar. This casserole rice noodles should be made by me. To tell the truth, at this time, Yang Qinglian was deeply moved, even with a sour nose, she was about to cry again. However, Yang Qinglian didn't show it. Instead, she said to me without expression: "let's go."

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