Chapter 220

Jiang Zhihan soon called back and reported to me with embarrassment: "because I agreed that Zhang Ma could go back at any time. Just this time, Zhang Ma had something at home, so she went back without telling me. I didn't think of it in advance, but Zhang Ma told me that there were still a lot of ingredients in the fridge..."

I picked my eyebrows. Now I'm hungry and grumpy. "You mean we make it ourselves? I'd better go home!"

Jiang Zhihan quickly comforted me, "you have a rest here first, and I'll cook dinner soon!"

I looked at him suspiciously. "Will you?"

Jiang Zhihan nodded, "although I haven't done it before, it shouldn't be very difficult!"

I nodded and thought that Jiang Zhihan would cook for me. I was still excited and looking forward to it. This was the first time he cooked for me.

Jiang Zhihan went to the kitchen and washed some fruit for me before he started his cooking business.

There are still a lot of ingredients in the refrigerator, and they were bought back this morning. They should be relatively fresh.

Jiang Zhihan first checked what pregnant women are more suitable to eat and simply formulated a menu. Only then did he take out all the ingredients and put them on the cooking table one by one. Then, facing these ingredients, he began to Baidu recipes.

As time went by, Jiang Zhihan still faced the mobile phone, frowned and kept changing his standing posture.

I sat on the sofa and ate up a plate of strawberries. The feeling of hunger was much better.

There was no sound in the kitchen. I couldn't help worrying. People like Jiang Zhihan should have never been in the kitchen and nothing would happen!

I held my stomach and walked slowly towards the kitchen. Seeing Jiang Zhihan's face of bitter hatred, I almost laughed.

"How's it going? Can I help you?"

Jiang Zhihan was startled. Seeing me coming over, he hurried forward and held me. "If you keep your stomach up, don't walk around at will. The kitchen is slippery. You hurry to the living room to have a rest. It's still difficult for me to cook!"

I was directly sent back to the living room by Jiang Zhihan. Looking at his left back, I said, "call me if you need my help!"

Jiang Zhihan nodded and waved back to me.

I finally couldn't help laughing. The broken flower apron on Jiang Zhihan had a full sense of disobedience. Looking at his helpless face in the face of cooking, I was proud that there was something Jiang Zhihan wouldn't do.

Jiang Zhihan scanned the ingredients on the table one by one, put his hand in his waist and sighed, and finally began to do it.

But practice and theory are completely different. First, washing and cutting vegetables is a very troublesome thing.

Jiang Zhihan felt that those vegetables seemed to have life under his own knife. They were completely out of his control and kept moving around. The appearance of the vegetables cut out at last was really unspeakable.

He comforted himself that it doesn't matter if he looks ugly, as long as it's delicious at that time.

But when the real fire was started, Jiang Zhihan operated step by step while looking at the recipe. The more he did, the more he found something wrong.

After tossing for more than half an hour, either the eggs were fried or the salt was put too much. Anyway, it was completely inedible. Jiang Zhihan looked discouraged.

When I was bored, I turned on a TV and listened to the crackling sound from the kitchen. The pots and pans kept colliding. I was particularly satisfied. These sounds made the family produce a trace of smoke and anger, as if life should be like this.

The advertisement is a little long. I can't sit down. I'm ready to go to the kitchen to see how Jiang Zhihan is going.

But when I stood at the kitchen door, I looked at the scene inside and grew my mouth in surprise.

The kitchen was a complete mess. The cooking table was full of things, all kinds of vegetables, leaves and vegetables, and the garbage can was full. Pots and bowls were piled up in the sink, and there were even pots on the ground. The tip of the nose could vaguely smell the smell of burning.

"Are you going to tear down the kitchen?"

Hearing my voice, Jiang Zhihan quickly turned around, "Why are you here? I feel like I'm going to have a rest!"

When Jiang Zhihan turned around, I couldn't help laughing. There were black things on his face. His clothes were wet and looked particularly embarrassed.

I walked over with my waist in my hand, looking like an inspection. Jiang Zhihan came to hold me, looking particularly guilty.

"How are you doing?"

Jiang Zhihan said in a low voice: "in fact, he has made several, but... Can't eat!"

I can't help laughing. How can Jiang Zhihan cook without touching the spring water.

"Well, clean up the kitchen and let me do it!"

"But you still have a big stomach..."

I stared at him, "who is to blame, not you!"

It seems that after Jiang Zhihan became good tempered with me, I was a little inflated. I was not afraid of him at all. On the contrary, I dared to teach him a lesson and lose my temper with him from time to time, but Jiang Zhihan was not angry at all.

Jiang Zhihan nodded obediently, "yes, it's all my fault!"

I gave him a white look. Jiang Zhihan ordered to clean up the kitchen. I went to see what else could be done in the fridge.

I glanced around and almost had an idea in my mind and took out everything I needed.

While Jiang Zhihan is cleaning up, arrange him to clean these things.

Jiang Zhihan stood in front of the dishwasher washing vegetables. I stood in front of the cooking table and cut vegetables. The sunset in the evening spilled in through the window.

I dreamed of such a scene before, but I didn't expect it to happen after I divorced Jiang Zhihan.

Jiang Zhihan washed it quickly and handed it to me. He looked at my huge belly and was still worried, "otherwise, I'd better come and guide me!"

I thought for a moment and nodded, "I've cut the dishes, you do it!"

Jiang Zhihan was also afraid that the oil fume would affect me. He always instructed me to stand away.

I controlled it remotely, kept looking at it, commanded him to add spices to it from time to time, and Jiang Zhihan sat down step by step.

With the cooperation of the two of us, we soon finished four dishes and one soup.

Jiang Zhihan brought the dishes to the table. Looking at the dishes at this table, he felt a sense of pride. The smile on his face was particularly bright. He also took out his mobile phone to take photos and kept muttering, "this is the first meal I made myself. I must take it as a souvenir."

Looking at his smile like a child, I couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Zhihan excitedly handed me a pair of chopsticks with bright eyes. "Taste it quickly, how's the taste?"

"I instructed, how can it not be delicious!"

Jiang Zhihan nodded. In his expectant eyes, I tasted every dish.