"Little darling! Don't scream, call again and take you to the injection! "

As he stroked the dog, Rino gently reprimanded him. When he touched it, he noticed that there was one less bell on the dog's neck:

"eh, what about your bell? Where did it fall? "

She murmured and turned around. Zhang Yueze glanced away, turned to one side and picked up a bell: "is that it?"

"Well! Not so bad! One less is not good! "

Turn around and walk forward. Zhang Yueze helps the dog hang up: "don't move!"

On the other side, Li Nuo pressed the dog's head, and the division of labor between the two was quite pleasant. He tried to press the rings well. Zhang Yueze also adjusted the direction, and the line of sight met. The two were silent for a while. Then Li Nuo slowly stepped back and opened the distance between the two people, and his face flashed a little embarrassed:

"thank you!"

With a low voice, Rino's heart also flashed a little acerbity inexplicably. The man he had loved for many years, at this moment, even if he no longer loved, would inevitably be touched by some scars.

Zhang Yueze's feeling is even deeper. The smile on the corner of her lips is more ugly than crying. She said three words to him, but they were strange and polite. Thank you!

The love of life, the beautiful beginning, the tortuous process, the final result is like this! How can we not let people sigh?

But at this moment, Zhang Yueze looks at her and suddenly feels that maybe it's providence! She's right! Her choice is also right! My own chicken hair life, did not involve her, nothing bad!

She is such a kind and beautiful woman, it is really worth a better life! He doesn't treasure it. He should taste all the bitter fruits!

Squinting his eyes, Zhang Yueze smiled lightly: "well, I wish you happiness!"

With a smile, Rino waved: "you should be happy, too! Come on! "

Later, she turned around and ran away with the dog. Behind her, she looked at the far back. Zhang Yueze's tears were streaming down -

in the car on the other side, looking at the scene from afar. Jiang Lu couldn't believe it:

isn't she dead? What's going on? Why are they together again? Are they trysting in the woods? He's sitting here, waiting for her? Why, why is this haunted woman still alive?

Hold your hair, Jiang Lu is in a mess in the wind!

In a twinkling of an eye, it's the tenth five-year plan. It's also the time for the family to get together for the Lantern Festival.

At this time of the year, the famous scenic spots and some large squares in Qingcheng will have lively Lantern Festival activities. However, there are not so strict regulations on the happy gathering on this day.

Therefore, in the daytime, each family is walking around each other and stringing a door, basically not staying to eat.

On the other hand, Ji Qianyu was suddenly touched when she saw the set meal take out at midnight in Fengyi. In addition, her mother's constant chatter and some so-called soup ingredients prepared for her really raised the three minute heat of learning how to cook vegetables. So, every day after work, in her spare time, she is in the kitchen, from picking vegetables, washing vegetables to cutting vegetables, starting to learn a little bit.

After all, she never touched, so-called can cook soup, but also put the materials together into the pot, or use a constant temperature electric pot! Because she is afraid of fire and gas. She is not good at everything in the kitchen!

But more than one person said to her, "to catch a man's heart, we must catch a man's stomach first." so, with the state of half brainwashing and curiosity, she really learned something for a few days. Although the things she made may be rough enough to be disliked even by dogs, she is not blind at all!

Every day a little progress, but also let her have a sense of achievement.

Because it's the tenth five year plan, I'm sure he will come back for dinner in the evening. I ordered the kitchen to prepare several dishes. Ji Qianyu also left a tomato and scrambled eggs for himself.

In the room, she changed her clothes and estimated the time. She was also eager to try.

In the small kitchen, she chased all the servants out, washed two tomatoes, cut them into pieces with a knife, cut some green onions, and cut some ginger to put them in the bowl. When she put down the knife, Ji Qianyu's forehead was sweating, her hands were all sour and frozen into chicken claws, and she shook her wrists. She could not help muttering:

"it's not light to cut cabbage Come on! It's really tiring to cut vegetables! "

When she saw that she had already cut a model and a kind of side dish on the plate, she felt full of pride. Then she took two more eggs and knocked them out clumsily. She picked out the untidy skin of the eggs with chopsticks, and then she began to stir them according to Wang Ma Jiao!

Used to two times, she is more and more easy to do.

When everything was ready, she added, "how to do it? Do you put eggs first? "

After thinking about it, she took out her mobile phone: "I'm stupid! Isn't there a picture? "

According to the plan, can she?

After all, she did it for the first time, but she still didn't count. She poured a lot of oil into the pot. At last, she was able to fry and paste the eggs with the oil left. After a long time, she began to do it again. When she brought out the dish, the whole person was in a mess.

Originally, she couldn't stand the mess. Seriously, she cleaned up the kitchen again. Then she looked at the delicate but delicious scrambled eggs with tomatoes on the table. Her eyes were full of laughter.

At this time, mother Wang's voice came from the restaurant: "young master, are you back? Dinner is ready! "

With the dish, Ji Qianyu also hurriedly ran out, just slapping a mask with Feng Yiting: "honey, you come back, have a meal!"

Looking at her apron, a body of oil and smoke, a little surprise flashed across her eyes: "what did you do?"

On the table, there are four dishes and one soup. It's very delicate with meat and vegetable.

Looking at his obviously happy appearance, Ji Qianyu blushed with embarrassment, shook his head, put down the tomato and scrambled eggs in his hand:

"only this one is made by me!"

Besides, it seems that I can't watch it! At first, I was very happy, but I thought he might be disappointed. Ji Qianyu was a little depressed:

do men like women who can cook? I knew she had learned it earlier!

Whether it's a dish or a table of dishes, it's all moving: after all, her heart is the most important!

"Hard work! I'm just a little hungry. Let's eat! "

"MMM"

pull off the apron, turn around, Ji Qianyu also helps her to add rice.

My mother's cooking is very good. Often my mother will help my father to add rice. My father will also help my mother to serve soup. Ji Qianyu's actions are very natural and I don't feel anything wrong! But for Feng Yiting, it is a rare warmth and warmth of home.

In the past, when not socializing, he seldom started a business at home alone! Now, it's obvious that he has a warm feeling of going home to eat.