Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Courage Becomes Fat
Of course, Qin Guanglin couldn't make dinner. Qin's mother stir-fry the strange dishes that Qin Guanglin cut one by one, leaving only a dish of stir-fried vegetables for him to practice. Anyway, it would be better for him to eat it by himself if it was not delicious.
Qin Guanglin, who was taking the spoon for the first time, was a little excited. He always felt that the chefs on TV would make a fuss and would be very handsome. He was willing to imitate, but he knew his level. He didn't dare to be fancy and fry them slowly with a shovel.
"Why do you want to be so far away?" Why not push him behind him, "It won't get hot, don't worry."
"No, this is great." Qin Guanglin stood outside with his long arms stretched out, unwilling to get close at all.
"It's really not hot."
Why don’t you push it twice but fail to see Qin’s mother in the living room didn’t pay attention to it, and put her whole person on Qin Guanglin’s back, “You’re not afraid that your mother will not move if you see it.”
This time, Qin Guanglin was suppressed, and hurriedly leaned forward, looking at the scattered wok in fear, "You wait!"
"What am I waiting for?" Why not prepare to take the initiative back and whisper, "If you dare to do something random, I will tell your mother."
“…”
"How much salt?" Qin Guanglin skipped the topic.
"You fall slowly, I'll watch."
Qin Guanglin took the salt and shook it gently into the pot, "Is it enough?"
“A little more.”
"Is it enough?"
"Absolutely, come that little more."
"It must be very delicious." Qin Guanglin put down the salt confidently, "What else do you want to add?"
"Monzo glutamate, half a spoon is enough."
The fried dishes look good, so why not help bring them to the table? Because Qin Guanglin cut vegetables, the dishes on the table are not as shredded as shredded, and the slices are not as good as slices, which is at least three levels lower than before.
Except for Qin Guanglin who was embarrassed, both of them were not concerned at all and still ate quite deliciously.
Qin's mother doesn't care much about these things. It's all because of her son. Why don't you be happy that Qin Guanglin will learn to cook now. Anyway, he will practice his skills well. This is the only way to go.
"Why come and teach him often if you have nothing to do, otherwise he will definitely be too lazy to learn." Qin's mother thought it was good for men to learn how to cook, at least she would not be afraid of having no food to eat when she quarreled in the future.
"Well, I can." Why nod and respond.
Qin Guanglin kept silent. It was useless to defend himself anyway. They had already decided that they wanted to learn to cook seriously.
It's so annoying, I always feel a little embarrassed.
"Well, the fried food is delicious." Why don't I pick up a bite of green vegetables and praise him.
"I can taste it if it's delicious." Qin Guanglin said in a muffled manner, picking up a large chopstick into the bowl, "Save it for me to eat it myself."
"It's just the first time, it's pretty good." He Dian took another bite indifferently, "As for vegetables, no matter how you stir-fry, it won't be too unpalatable unless it's fried."
Qin Guanglin couldn't accept it. Even Qin's mother disliked her after taking a bite and didn't taste the second bite. He quickly finished the dishes in his bowl, and another big chopstick took the plate of vegetables that didn't taste very good into his bowl, without any left.
"Slow down." Why don't you feel helpless, "You will do better and better in the future."
Qin's mother likes the current atmosphere, which looks like a family. She doesn't mix with the two of them and sits steadily on the main seat and holds a bowl to eat her own.
After eating this meal, it was a happy dinner. Qin Guanglin finished the table and ran to the kitchen to wash dishes. Why not go back to the room and just stood at the kitchen door and looked at him.
Qin's mother sat on the sofa and turned on the TV for a while, and suddenly remembered something, "What's wrong?"
"What's wrong with Auntie?"
"Come and sit down." Qin's mother asked her to sit down, "That pickle is delicious, teach me how to make it."
Why not sit on the sofa as you say, "just cut the radish into roughly this long shredded thread, and then marinate it with salt..."
"Oh~" Qin Ma nodded while listening.
"It turns out that the most important thing is that little bit of oil. I said why is it so fragrant? You know a lot."
"I've all studied online. I like to eat and I'll make more next time." He Dian smiled softly.
"What a good daughter." Qin's mother sighed, "Do you have younger brothers and sisters at home?"
"There is an older brother."
"Hello brother, I'm a little lonely if I'm a single child like Kobayashi, I'm a little lonely if I'm alone." Qin's mother watched TV and chatted with her.
"Absolutely, my brother is with his sister-in-law now. Nothing is wrong with me, my sister."
"I'm married, that's several years older than you, right?"
"Well, I'm seven years older."
Qin Guanglin came out to clean his hands after washing the dishes and stood beside him for a while. The two of them were still chatting and couldn't help but sigh.
It seems that I can't go back to my room and hug me.
He poured two glasses of water for them to put on the table. Qin Guanglin sat down next to each other with a thick face and looked at the TV together.
Why not push one of the cups to Qin Ma's side, pick up the other cup and take a sip, and continue chatting with Qin Ma.
The Apocalypse of Life is being broadcast on TV, and Yan Ni is sweet and sweet with Hu Ge, who is six years younger than her, looking like a newlywed couple.
Qin Guanglin started to be dishonest as he looked at it. He quietly took Hedon's little hand to the middle and rubbed it. Then he looked at Qin's mother. She was sure she couldn't see this, so she started playing with confidence.
Once the kiss of the liquid in the exchange body is done, the relationship will quickly heat up. The degree of intimacy is completely different from the previous exchange. Naturally, the courage becomes very big and so intimate. In comparison, these are all small things.
"Well, the university in Hecheng is a bit worse, it's better for Luocheng University." He Dang said to Qin's mother, and warned him in a hidden way, pinching his hands hard, but he didn't pull his hands back.
"Anyway, it's not far away, so it's convenient to go back or something." Qin's mother didn't realize anything about the two of them's little movements.
Qin Guanglin leaned on the sofa and watched TV. He couldn't hold it and played with his hands. Anyway, he had to do something to be comfortable.
He slowly rubbed his palm along the back of his hand, and felt it tender and smooth for a while. He hooked his little finger and scratched his palm gently.
After scratching twice, why bother clenching your hand tightly when you felt itchy. Qin Guanglin's little finger was pinched by her and couldn't help but snorted.
"Hmm?" Qin Ma looked at him.
"What's wrong with you?" He Dian asked with concern, and used some force on his hand.
"No, nothing." Qin Guanglin avoided their gaze as if nothing had happened, "The TV is pretty good."
"Well, this drama is good." Qin Ma nodded, "It's just that Liu Guangyao is so weird, he's so angry."
Why not agree, "Lan Xin is also very bad, it's good to get two bad guys together."
Qin Guanglin quietly pulled out his little finger and squeezed his little hands with revenge, but he didn't dare to scratch them anymore.
Qin's mother sat for a while, and after watching this episode, she stood up, not squeezing the time for the two of them to stay alone, and then went back to the room with a greeting.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Qin Guanglin looked at his nose and his nose, leaning on the sofa to watch the advertisements intently, as if the advertisements were better than the drama.
Chapter completed!