A Joyful Boy: From Meeting the Drunk Song Qian

Harley Quinn.

Catwoman.

Clothes for characters from movies and animations, such as Black Widow.

This is simply a paradise for anime fans.

Although he is not a homebody.

But who can resist a two-dimensional waifu?

296: Watching videos with Tong Wenjie

The festive atmosphere of the Chinese New Year is getting stronger.

Families began putting up Spring Festival couplets, deep-frying food, and preparing for the New Year.

The once lifeless and quiet Shuxiang Yayuan has become cheerful and lively in the past few days.

Lanterns were hung everywhere.

The entire courtyard was red.

It looks very festive.

Couplets were also pasted on Su Chen's door, which Song Qian helped to put up.

By the time he remembered he needed to buy Spring Festival couplets, Song Qian had already helped him put them up.

This saved him a lot of trouble.

But then he had a lot more problems.

"I think you guys are going a bit too far."

Su Chen's kitchen.

Tong Wenjie, Song Qian, Wang Yidi, and Huang Zhitao stared at him with their big eyes wide open.

To be precise, it was about watching his pot.

Today we're frying fried foods.

They were ready long ago.

They even had the basins in their hands, ready to take them home.

"Master, I'm your apprentice, you won't stop me from eating, will you?" Tong Wenjie looked at him with wide eyes.

"We've been neighbors for so long, surely you won't even give me a little bit of oil?" Song Qian said, her eyes half-closed, her words quite menacing.

Needless to say, Huang Zhitao and Wang Yidi were even more so.

She stared at him with her big, watery eyes.

Not a word.

But it speaks louder than a thousand words.

“I won’t say anything if you come and eat by yourselves, but why are you carrying such big bowls?”

Su Chen pointed to the stainless steel basins in their hands.

The basins they held varied in size.

The most outrageous one was Tong Wenjie, whose basin was almost bigger than a foot bath basin.

If this pot is full.

His oil will probably need to be changed several more times.

Tong Wenjie felt a little embarrassed by Su Chen's gaze and took his hand.

"At worst, I'll accompany you to yoga practice next time. Hurry up."

"..." Song Qian's expression was strange, but she didn't say anything more. Instead, she looked at Su Chen.

Everyone shook the rice bowls in their hands.

Su Chen felt that even if he smashed these pots, the meat he bought wouldn't be enough.

Before he could even ask the question.

Song Qian seemed to have been prepared all along, and brought out what she had prepared.

It looks like it weighs at least ten pounds.

This clearly indicates a determination to make him fight to the death.

However, all of this was still a drop in the ocean for Su Chen.

Before Su Chen could speak, a commotion arose from the side of the group.

Turn around and look.

Then Fengchu came over carrying his own food bowl.

Stand behind them.

*Smack!*

As soon as Fengchu let go, the stainless steel rice bowl fell to the ground.

It made a loud noise.

She started sticking her tongue out at him.

The meaning is clear: it wants to eat too.

Tong Wenjie: "It seems your little phoenix chick also wants to eat."

Su Chen went up and slapped it.

The husky was chased away.

"It doesn't want to eat anymore."

Tong Wenjie: "......"

No matter what Su Chen said, they kept urging him.

Su Chen still fried some for everyone in the end.

After Tong Wenjie got the item, she took it home. Fang Yifan was studying at the table at that moment.

Tong Wenjie was not surprised at all.

They even questioned his learning efficiency.

"I went to Su Chen's place and ordered some fried food. I need to hurry up and write this, otherwise I won't have anything to eat today."

"Did Su Chen fry this? Let me try it." Fang Yuan, wearing an apron and holding a spatula, walked out of the kitchen.

He took a piece of pork rib from the bag Tong Wenjie had brought and tasted it.

"The taste is really good, very delicious, and not greasy at all."

Fang Yuan's eyes grew brighter with each bite.

I couldn't resist taking another one.

"Su Chen's cooking skills are absolutely amazing. If you can learn them anytime, you'll never have to worry about making a living."

Fang Yuan looked at Tong Wenjie and said, "Take more opportunities to learn from them in the future, especially when I'm not home. It's safest to learn to cook at Su Chen's house so you won't get angry at those two."

Tong Wenjie looked at him intently.

It turned out he wasn't joking.

"Don't worry, I will."

In the following days, Tong Wenjie visited Su Chen's house more frequently.

This is certainly not just about cooking.

And then there's Raymond's story.

"Su Chen, this guy is getting more and more arrogant. Today he even came to my office to threaten me. We need to deal with him quickly, otherwise I'm afraid I'll break down if this continues."

Tong Wenjie hugged Su Chen's arm and sobbed softly; he had been under a lot of pressure lately.

Whenever I wanted to discuss something with Fang Yuan, he was never home.

Not to mention Fang Yifan and Lin Leier.

Very unreliable.

Now, Su Chen is the only person she can rely on.

She also had expectations for Su Chen.

Seeing her like this, Su Chen gently stroked her hair.

"Don't worry, how's everything you prepared going?"

Feeling the warmth of Su Chen's palm.