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Chapter 242 The Thieves Will Make You a Huadiao Chicken
It can't be that I'm not at home.

"Mother Song" Lin Qingyan yelled inside several times, but still no one responded.

It seems that there is really no one.

Lin Qingyan raised her hand without hesitation and pressed the password of the villa, and the door opened with a ding.

Lin Qingyan looked around and sure enough there was no one, Gu Yichen probably hasn't come back yet.

The empty room was quiet and lonely.

Lin Qingyan didn't know if she could be saved, and she didn't experience the urgency to share good news with others.

It was still early, Lin Qingyan called Mr. Lin.

The old man was obviously a little surprised when he received a call from his own granddaughter, "Did Xiaoyan that brat from the Gu family bully you?"

Lin Qingyan couldn't laugh or cry, could she call the old man only when she was bullied?
Lin Qingyan said, "Of course not. Could it be that I can't call Grandpa because I miss Grandpa."

The old man is very scheming, and he seems to have seen what his little granddaughter is thinking, "Hmph, why don't you come to see me if you think about it, tell me what you want to do with grandpa."

Lin Qingyan was embarrassed and said, "I just want to ask grandpa how to make Huadiao chicken."

Grandpa Lin laughed heartily twice, "I'll ask Xiaoxia to send you a WeChat account right now, do you want Grandpa to give you some other recipes."

Lin Qingyan thought for a while, then curled her lips and said, "If you are willing to give it to me, you can send it to my mobile phone together."

Lin Qingyan hung up the phone, and it didn't take long for Xia Ma to send her a WeChat message.

Not only Hua Diao Chicken, but also the dishes she usually likes are sent to the mobile phone.

Lin Qingyan searched the refrigerator, and it seemed that the ingredients were not complete.

Lin Qingyan picked up the key of the electric car in Gu Yichen's garage yard, and went to the vegetable market wearing only a mask.

There is a vegetable market not far from Yuyuan, and Lin Qingyan bought the corresponding ingredients according to the news sent by Xia's mother.

After returning home, Lin Qingyan, who had never been able to cook noodles before, put on her apron and looked like she was having a hard time.

The girl simply cleaned up the ingredients first, and cut the chicken and pork into the pieces that Xia Ma said. After blanching, Lin Qingyan strictly followed Song Ma's steps, first put the onion and garlic, fried the chicken, and then cooked it in a casserole.

Cook the chicken Lin Qingyan and then start the pot to make braised pork.

At the same time, outside Villa No. [-] in Yuyuan, Gu Jingnian drove home with his brother.

Gu Yichen and Gu Jingnian got off the car respectively, and before entering the villa, they smelled a fragrance.

Gu Jingnian kept sniffing with his dog's nose, "Did I smell it wrong? Why is it so fragrant? It still smells like Huadiao chicken."

Gu Yichen naturally smelled it too, with a frozen face without any emotional changes, he said calmly, "You didn't smell it wrong."

"Didn't Mama Song ask for leave for something?"

Gu Jingnian, who was turning the car keys, reacted instantly, and said in horror, "Since Mama Song is not here, your house must be a burglar."

Gu Yichen gave Gu Jingnian an idiotic look, "The thief will make you chicken with flowers."

"Also" Gu Jingnian's messy expression in the wind.

He really didn't see a thief come here to make Huadiao chicken.

Gu Jingnian muttered to himself, "Who is making Huadiao chicken?"

At this moment, another Mo Tingmu came smelling the smell, wearing pajamas with disheveled hair, he seemed to struggle for a long time before opening his eyes, and came in wearing a pair of slippers, "It's not like your cooking smells so delicious, Yichen."

Mo Tingmu was still sleeping, and woke up from hunger in his dream. Just as he was about to take out his phone to order takeaway, he smelled a tempting fragrance.

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