Fu Qu helped their family with the work and was invited back to Ji's house. As a guest, he should have just sat aside and waited for the food to be served. However, Shen Lianqing heard Ji Mao casually say that Fu Qu's craftsmanship was not good. Than the imperial chef.
She shamelessly gave up Ji Mao's position on the stove to Fu Qu. Even Ji Mao, who had always been calm and gloomy, showed a look of surprise, "Sister-in-law..."
"Go away, I don't want you to do it."
Ji Mao rolled up his sleeves to reveal a strong forearm. His eyes were dull and he said no, he stood there and let Shen Lianqing push him without pushing him.
Shen Lianqing was angry, "The food you cook is not delicious, so why not let Fu Qu cook it!"
Ji Mao lowered his head in silence. That was not what she said when eating yesterday.
Seeing that their family was about to quarrel, although Shen Lianqing was unilateral, Fu Qu still had to step forward and say a few words because of the meager friendship between neighbors.
He was dressed in whitish white clothes, with a faint smile on his lips. He rolled up his sleeves and walked slowly over. He walked to the basin like a leisurely stroll and picked up the skinned and cleaned rabbit to rescue him, " Brother Ji Er, since my sister-in-law wants to try my craftsmanship, just come and help me get started."
"But..." He was a guest. Why did he have the nerve to let others cook when he was inviting someone to dinner?
"Sister-in-law, I just want to taste it and just make a meal."
Shen Lianqing nodded, "Xiao Fu, you are still sensible."
At this moment, Shen Lianqing's view of Fu Qu changed greatly. She called him "Little Fu" from the boy of the Fu family. As the intimacy increased, the title was like calling him a cat or a dog.
Ji Maojian was no match for Shen Lianqing, and he walked over in a few steps. Shen Lianqing suddenly remembered that her fat son had not come back from school, so she pulled Ji Mao and told him, "Go and pick up Ji Dabao."
Ji Mao glanced at Fu Qu who was handling the rabbit, then at Shen Lianqing, and finally had to leave under her harsh eyes.
Fu Qu and Shen Lianqing were the only ones left at home. She stood aside curiously and watched Fu Qu start. His arms were thin and strong, and the skin on his hands was very white.
For a child like him who grew up in the fields, no matter how much his family pampered him, he had been running around in the wilderness. Even if Fu Qu's family was not in a good situation, he had to help in the fields since he was a child.
Shen Lianqing didn't know why he could still maintain such a white complexion. Is it because of genetics?
She thought about the impression in her memory about the two old people of the Fu family.
Forget it, forget it.
The rabbit was cut into pieces on the chopping board. Fu Qu's hands were very powerful. Shen Lianqing always felt like he was going to chop their chopping board into pieces.
She was not satisfied, "Xiao Fu!"
"What's wrong, sister-in-law?" Fu Qu turned his head. His eyes were light-colored and he looked straight at her. His hands were stained with blood and were still red.
Shen Lianqing felt terrified at the sight of him. Out of some very sensitive intuition, she swallowed what she wanted to say, "No...it's okay..."
This male protagonist is really evil!
Shen Lianqing calmed down for a while, and then wanted to step forward to cause trouble according to his personality, so he followed directly.
Fu Ting had just put down the plate with rabbit meat, took a step back and was about to squat down to burn firewood, when he bumped into Shen Lianqing who was behind him.
Shen Lianqing was very strong but had been raised in a pampered way. Her nose hurt when she was hit, and stars appeared in her eyes, "Boy from the Fu family, your back is made of steel? It's so hard!"
She waved her hand and wanted to punch him twice in the back, but Fu Qu was not as doting as Ji Mao, so he caught her before her fist could land on his back.
Shen Lianqing thumped with the resistance blocked by his palm, and fell backwards. Before she fell, she widened her eyes and saw the smile that did not change the angle on Fu Qu's face.
"surname……"
At the moment when the back of her head was about to come into contact with the ground, Shen Lianqing couldn't see clearly how Fu Qu acted. He quickly grabbed her wrist. Shen Lianqing flicked up and threw herself in his direction, but Fu Qu He slightly avoided contact with her, and put his other hand on her shoulder to steady her.
Shen Lianqing was still frightened, scolded him a few times, ran to a table aside, sat down and stared at Fu Qu's back while he was cooking, and kept rubbing her wrists with her hands.
Really, isn’t the male protagonist an ordinary farmer who came from an imperial examination and became a giant? It was strange that her naturally powerful body could not compare to his.
Not long after, Ji Mao brought Ji Dabao back from the rural school in the village. When he got home, he saw the food cooked by Fu Qu and ran over excitedly, "Uncle Fu Qu! Wow, Uncle Fu Qu is cooking today."
Shen Lianqing was still holding a grudge against Fu Qu for what he had just done. When he heard his son also complimenting him, he complained unconvincedly, "It just smells good, who knows how it tastes."
While Ji Dabao was beating Shen Lianqing's back, he was praising him in the tone of a little fanboy, "Mother, uncle Fu Qu's cooking is really delicious!"
"Then why hasn't your mother tasted it?!" Shen Lianqing insisted on her own idea. They must have exaggerated because they wanted to give Fu Qu some face. Now she regretted letting him cook. What if it wasn't as delicious as Ji Mao's cooking? , wouldn’t it be that she couldn’t swallow it.
Ji Dabao silently shut his mouth. He didn't dare to say it because every time Uncle Fu Qu was cooking, it was always the time when his mother would go back to her parents' home.
Seeing that Ji Dabao had nothing to say, Shen Lianqing was even more convinced of her own idea. She thought that she could use this to laugh at Fu Qu later!
When Fu Qu brought the dish up, Shen Lianqing looked at the delicious food and tasted it doubtfully. The moment she took her mouth, she felt the deliciousness blooming on the tip of her tongue, and her whole body felt like she was in a trance.
Simply delicious!
Shen Lianqing paused and ignored what he said before. The chopsticks had become an afterimage before they could react.
Ji Dabao and Ji Maung were not slow either. Only the chef Fu Qu was smiling and his every move looked elegant, but in fact he was as fast as anyone else.
Shen Lianqing was so full that she couldn't get enough. Oh, God is really unfair. Is this the male protagonist?
Why is he so successful in everything he does? She is a master at reading and cooking. Even when she helped her water her house this afternoon, she was quick and perfect.
After eating and drinking, she suddenly thought of something, "I never knew why his food is so delicious?"
They are still neighbors!
Ji Mao lowered his head and refused to participate in the topic. Ji Dabao scratched his head, "This...this..."
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After Shen Lianqing learned that the male protagonist had such a skill, he decided to shamelessly go to get some food at noon the next day. After knocking on the door for a long time, no one came to open the door.
Not at home? Or pretend not to hear?
Shen Lianqing turned around and went home.
Do you think she gave up?
of course not.
Shen Lianqing climbed directly over the wall blocking Fu Qu and her own home. Her rich experience as a child made her climb over the wall as easy as walking on flat ground.
As soon as her feet landed, she patted her clothes. She thought that Fu Qu would be embarrassed to reject her at the expense of her face and was about to shout his name.
But he saw a person as clear as the snowy moon weakly holding on to the door. His temples were wet, his cheeks were red, his eyes were blurred, and his white clothes were unintentionally pulled open to reveal a small piece of skin.
Shen Lianqing was stunned.
Fu, Fu Qu?
