Chapter 142

The red sunset shines on the glass of the kitchen window through the dense leaves. Su Yuyan happily hums a song while busy in the kitchen.

Today, Nan Jinshen couldn't come back from a meeting in the company. She had to cook by herself, cook some special dishes, go to the company to condolences to her husband, and lit the gas stove, and the kitchen smelled of fireworks instantly.

After a while, Aunt Lan saw their young lady bring out the black-fried bean sprouts, the fried eggs, and the seaweed soup with a lot of salt...

"Miss, are you making this for Nan's son-in-law?" Aunt Lan asked tentatively.

"Of course, this is the first time this girl has cooked. That guy Nan Jinshen has a good time." Su Yuyan hummed a song happily while throwing ribs in the frying pan.

Hee hee, this kind of life is really like a newly married couple, the husband goes out to make money, the wife cooks a few good dishes at home, and waits to deliver food to the husband...

It's just that Aunt Lan couldn't help walking to the pot when she saw the messy dishes. She picked up a spoon, filled a little soup, stuck out her tongue and licked it carefully. It's too bitter to drink.

Su Yuyan didn't realize how bad it was to cook. She was busy making the last good finale - braised pork ribs, but she didn't know if she put too little oil or too much chili, and smoke was billowing in the kitchen. , choked her breath, and coughed straightly.

"Oh, my lady, that's black vinegar, not soy sauce, you put the wrong seasoning?" Aunt Lan ran over to take a look, these dishes were terrifying and would kill people.

She couldn't take it any longer, and hurriedly pushed the young lady out of the kitchen, sighing in her mouth: "My God! Miss, go to the living room to watch TV, and I will do the rest. If the dish is taken to the company for Nan's son-in-law to eat, he will eat half of his life."

"How could it be? I don't believe it—" Su Yuyan didn't believe that cooking was so unpalatable by herself. She walked to the pot in confusion, picked up her chopsticks and took a bite of the egg to taste.

Instantly pale, the egg stuck in her throat, so bitter that she almost vomited. All right! She was convinced, nodded with difficulty, and said, "Aunt Lan, you're right, it seems that I'm not suitable for the role of a good wife and mother. The kitchen is handed over to you, so I'll go watch TV."

"Mmmm, let's go! Miss" Aunt Lan's kind eyes flashed with a faint smile, she put on a blue apron, and started to burn dinner quickly and skillfully.

Three dishes and one soup were ready, Su Yuyan, Aunt Lan, Sister Yaqin, and Sister Xiaoran greeted them, then took the heat preservation box with the meals in their hands, took the bus neatly and went to the Muchen Group Company. .

As night falls, green buses drive on the road, cutting through the silent city at night. Su Yuyan sat in the last row by the window, her slender fingers clenched the lunch box emitting residual heat.

She looked at the bustling night market, with bright lights and crowds of people on the streets, during the listing of shops, supermarkets, restaurants, and bars.

The night of the whole city is gentle and beautiful.

The bus passed one platform after another, and suddenly, when passing through a remote black intersection, a white car suddenly jumped out, scaring the driver to widen his eyes and immediately slammed on the brakes...

"Hey, are you sick, can you drive? How do you drive the car into the middle of the road?" After a moment of shock, the driver suddenly became angry. He stuck his head out of the cab window and scolded: "Do you know yourself What a dangerous act just now—"

"To shut up!"

Lan Zitong ignored the bus driver's words, she opened the car door and walked out coldly, wearing a long white dress, looking intellectual and elegant.