Chapter 1535 Steak
"I don't want to live like this anymore."

Chen Qiang, who had been in the mental hospital waiting to die the longest, had not yet gotten angry, but Lin Zongheng was the first to get angry.

Chen Qiang glanced at Lin Zongheng with contempt.

"How about you just die?"

Lin Zongheng turned his wheelchair and looked at Chen Qiang with stars in his eyes.

"Brother Qiang! Ah Qiang! Society is strong!"

Chen Qiang rolled his eyes and replied.

"Can you please stop imitating Han Qian? You're nothing like him. Just fart when you have to."

"Let's go spend the New Year with Han Qian."

After listening to Lin Zongheng's words, Chen Qiang was silent for a long time and then asked.

"The family is having a great time, why are you joining in the fun? Besides, don't you know how much Han Qian annoys you?"

Lin Zongheng nodded.

"I know, so I went over to make things difficult for him. Chen Qiang, let me tell you, our battle in the snowy mountains was truly earth-shattering..."

Chen Qiang left. He was too lazy to listen to Lin Zongheng talking about things in which he had no involvement back then.

Chen Qiang had an indescribable feeling towards Han Qian.

Han Qian killed Chen Lei, forced Sun Mingyue to death, etc. Logically, Chen Qiang should hate Han Qian the most, but he couldn't muster any hatred towards Han Qian at all.

Looking at Li Dongsheng who was working with glasses on, Chen Qiang walked up and patted Li Dongsheng on the shoulder.

"It's the New Year, so take a rest."

"I'm not busy. Wu Siguan and I are cursing at each other."

It seemed that the hatred had long since disappeared, and swearing became the only interaction between the two people.

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I didn't wait for An An or Aunt Ji, but I waited for Chen Qiang's gift.

Looking at the cow and a pig on the pickup truck, Han Qian pinched his chin and frowned. Wen Nuan simply rode on the cow's back, grabbed its hair and shouted with her eyes closed.

"Steak, steak, endless steak."

Killing pigs was somewhat acceptable to Han Qian, after all, the purpose of raising pigs was to eat meat, but killing cows was a little difficult for Han Qian to accept.

After learning that it was Chen Qiang who sent the cow, Han Qian was too lazy to call and scold him. He walked up and touched the cow's head, then reached out and took Wen Nuan off the cow's back.

"Go change your pants, why are you eating steak! It's lonely to have a horse at home alone, why don't you keep it together?"

Wen Nuan said "oh" but didn't make a scene and insist on eating the cow.

As a result, Wen Nuan followed the old man to learn how to cook that night.

The old man didn't refuse, but Wen Nuan's action made Qian'er's mother a little uneasy. She pulled Han Qian to ask Wen Nuan how the cooking was, as she hadn't seen her enter the kitchen in all these years.

Han Qian remained silent. Yan Qingqing stuffed bread into her mouth and said vaguely that she would not eat dinner. Qian'er's mother reached out and pulled Han Qian's arm again and asked.

"Why is Wen Nuan cooking? Go and bring her back!"

Han Qian turned his head to look at his mother and asked.

"If my father comes to stop you when you are angry, can he stop you?"

Qian'er's mother frowned.

"Why are you angry?"

"How would I know."

As soon as Han Qian finished speaking, Tong Yao ran over, lay down at the door and looked at Han Qian and asked.

"Don't you have anything to do today? The kind that will keep you busy until the evening? I'll go with you. Wen Nuan's cooking is horrible! She stewed a fish, and the fish was swimming in the pot!"

Luo Shen, who was originally a little expectant, turned her head to look at Han Qian. Han Qian took a deep breath and walked towards the kitchen.

Looking at the old man standing at the door, Han Qian walked up and whispered.

"Why don't you go in and teach her."

The old man shook his head and turned away, as if he had made some decision. A few minutes later, Han Qian saw the old man pulling Qian'er's mother out of the room, and Han Qian hurriedly opened his mouth and shouted.

"What are you two doing?"

Qian'er's mother smiled at Han Qian. "I'm going to your second uncle's house. I might stay there tonight and come back in a few days."

At this time, Wen Nuan shouted through the window, holding a kitchen knife.

"Mom, please eat first before you leave."

It was the first time that Han Qian saw his mother move so skillfully, jogging and pulling the old man along.

Han Qian, who was standing at the kitchen door, turned his head and looked at the messy cabbage in front of Wen Nuan, and smiled.

"Bao'er, why don't you go back to the room and play for a while? I'll make dinner.

Wen Nuan turned her head and looked at Han Qian, frowning.

"Make steak?"

He knew it was because of the cow. Since he couldn't do anything about it, Han Qian simply ignored it and watched Wen Nuan busying herself in the kitchen. Han Qian didn't care what seasonings she added, he just watched.

Wen Nuan was busy in the kitchen for three hours.

When the dishes were served on the table, she looked like a victorious general. Except for the braised pork which was a little dark, she couldn't tell what the other dishes looked like.

Han Qian, Luo Shen, Yan Qingqing and Tong Yao were sitting at the dinner table as if they were on a execution ground. Yan Qingqing looked at Wen Nuan with a gentle expression and smiled.

"Wen Nuan, I ate too much this afternoon. I'm not hungry! You guys eat~"

As he spoke, he stood up and ran, Luo Shen smiled.

"I'm losing weight!"

Wen Nuan hummed and asked.

"Are you guys giving me no face?"

Then he bent down, got close to Luoshen, squinted his eyes and smiled.

"I'm not blackmailing you, nor am I negotiating with you. If I cook for you and you don't eat, then you're not giving me face. If you don't give me face, then it will be difficult for us to celebrate the New Year happily here!"

Luo Shen also smiled with narrowed eyes.

"Are you threatening me?"

Duang!

A blow hit Luo Shen's forehead. Luo Shen covered her head and angrily chanted the Three Character Classic to Wen Nuan. At this time, Tong Yao took the opportunity to get up and wanted to escape. Wen Nuan reached out and grabbed Tong Yao's hair, and the useless man fell to his knees on the ground with a thud.

"Wen Nuan, this dish is inedible! If you don't believe me, try it!"

Wen Nuan looked at Tong Yao with a little suspicion, reached out her hand to pick up a piece of potato, thought for two seconds, and then stuffed it into Luo Shen's mouth. Listening to the crisp sound coming from Luo Shen's mouth, Wen Nuan accepted the reality.

At night, Wen Nuan sat in the yard, and Han Qian lit a fire to roast potatoes for her.

Wen Nuan tightened her coat around her and sighed.

"Brother Qian, do you think I am a waste?"

Han Qian glanced at Wen Nuan and smiled.

"Don't ask this kind of question next time. I'm embarrassed to tell the truth."

Wen Nuan said "oh" and then said after a while.

“Why has something as simple as cooking become so difficult in my hands?”

“Practice makes perfect.”

Han Qian's casual answer rekindled Wen Nuan's fighting spirit, and she stood up and rushed into the kitchen.

That night, the remaining four people were shivering in their beds. Tong Yao, who slept in the same room with Luo Shen, even locked the door from the inside. So, only Han Qian and Yan Qingqing were tortured.

Yan Qingqing couldn't stand it after struggling with making a simple dish of shredded potatoes three or four times.

"You can't even do something this simple?"

Wen Nuan sat on the edge of the kang with a look of annoyance on her face, grabbing her hair with both hands. Yan Qingqing stood up and shouted.

"I go!"

Three minutes later, Han Qian saw the pot fly out of the kitchen window, and Yan Qingqing shouted angrily.

"What a broken pot, can't you cook for yourself?"

(End of this chapter)

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