Salted fish dressed as Xiaofubao of the age

Chapter 1028 Cooking Noodles
Yue Qingqing originally thought that there would be a big battle at home tonight.

But seeing Zhang Ying hang up the clothes back up naturally with a face.

"Is it so hot in the company today?"

His tone was extremely steady, as if he was just asking casually.

Yue Jiandong didn't notice anything, "Yeah, I don't know what's going on. I was so hot that I wanted to take off my clothes several times. Maybe it was because I was too stuffy. I didn't feel sober until after taking a shower."

"Shall I pour you another bowl of honey water?"

"No, no, go watch TV. Isn't the TV series you like going to start soon?" Yue Jiandong asked with great interest: "Yesterday, I watched the queen say that she wanted to punish the imperial concubine. Did it succeed?"

Zhang Ying paused, "The TV series starts at eight o'clock, and it's already over by now."

Yue Jiandong froze suddenly, "What time is it?"

Zhang Ying glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, "It's almost 11:30."

Yue Jiandong even forgot to wipe his hair, and the water drops fell on the ground in a daze.

"What the hell? 11:30?"

Yue Qingqing was feeling emotional, either her father really didn't pay attention to the time, or his acting skills were too good.

This look of astonishment was vivid, and the film king was nothing more than that.

An ordinary person would definitely be angry at a time like this.

My husband can't even figure out the time, and he doesn't know which vixen's gentle village to indulge in.

Zhang Ying was able to calm down, "Yeah, didn't you watch it when you came back?"

"I can't. When I came out of the company, it was just before six o'clock. How come it's so late to take a shower at home?"

This sounds more like a real hammer of cheating, or the kind of hammering yourself.

Yue Qingqing looked at her father's surprised face, coughed lightly, "Father, what else do you want to explain? I'll go and cook you a bowl of noodles."

Alas, I had a full meal before I left.

Yue Jiandong didn't understand the implication of his daughter's words at all. He rubbed his belly and said, "I'm really hungry. Cook more. Take out the new chili sauce brought by your uncle. It goes well with noodles."

"Let me cook, let the children go to bed early at such a late hour."

Yue Jiandong was moved when he heard Zhang Ying's words.

"My daughter-in-law is better, I'll go blow-dry my hair." Yue Jiandong did not forget to tell, "Lay an egg in the bowl."

After a while, the whirring sound of a hair dryer came from the bedroom, and Yue Qingqing asked Zhang Ying in a low voice.

"Mom, what do you think?"

Zhang Ying hugged her daughter, "It's okay, mother knows it well."

As he said that, he turned and went to the kitchen. It seemed that he really planned to cook noodles.

Yue Qingqing found that her mother's growth has been leaps and bounds since she started studying in high school for a few years.

She still can't understand it.

When encountering such a situation, she is neither angry nor questioned, and looks calm like a female agent in a movie.

He has the temperament of not changing his face when Mount Tai collapses in front of him.

He even put away the handkerchief, but didn't look carefully for clues.

Could it be swallowing your anger?
But it didn't look like it, Yue Qingqing didn't see forbearance or sadness in her mother's eyes.

Zhang Ying put the small pot filled with water on the gas stove, and looked back at her daughter who was still struggling with thinking.

Can't help but smile.

"Don't think about it, go to bed early."

"Mom, I can't sleep."

Zhang Ying was helpless, "You go to Xiao Jiang's house tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow to go to the company with mother, mother will show you a good show."

good show?

Yue Qingqing was thoughtful.

After a while, the water in the pot boiled and made a gurgling sound.

Zhang Ying took out the dried noodles, and after a while took out eggs and a small jar of dried shrimps.

Put the things in one by one, and cut some green onions for decoration when it was about to come out of the pot.

After they were all fished out, Yue Qingqing couldn't help swallowing.

A bowl of plain noodles, but it tastes delicious when cooked by my mother.

The egg on the surface is poked with chopsticks, and the egg yolk slowly flows out. It looks even more attractive when paired with shallots.

"Marriage is like cooking noodles. The heat should not be rushed or slow, but should be just right."

Zhang Ying put the noodles on the table and picked them up with chopsticks, revealing the stewed beef hidden at the bottom.

"This matter is still tricky. I understand your father's character. If he really messed up, he wouldn't have such an IQ."

(End of this chapter)