At this time, everyone in Building 29 is busy.
Since Tang Xiaowan wanted to cook hot pot while watching TV, Granny Yu put the brass mandarin duck pot on the coffee table in the living room.
In fact, this operation had ulterior motives, just to watch TV. How could it be possible?
Tang Xiaowan was not a person who loved watching TV. She felt sleepy whenever she watched TV. She just wanted Cheng Shi and the others to move out of the kitchen and go to the restaurant to have a comfortable meal.
"Where's Tangtang?"
Three knocks on the door and questioning interrupted the conversation and laughter between Granny Yu and Wang Meijuan.
"Miss is upstairs." Cheng Shi replied.
Wang Meijuan glanced at the tray in Leng Lingxiao's hand, and then shouted upstairs: "Miss, Mr. Leng is here."
Before the words could be finished, Leng Lingxiao sat directly on the single-seater sofa.
He was pretending to be calm and cold.
In fact, from the wrought iron door of the courtyard to the entrance door of the living room, they were not closed at all. Granny Yu expected that Leng Lingxiao would come over, so she specifically asked Cheng Shi to open them all when he came back from delivering the noodles.
Immediately, Tang Xiaowan went downstairs.
She walked slowly and leisurely, seemingly not surprised by Leng Lingxiao's arrival.
"No need to do it, that's all."
As soon as Cheng Shi and the others heard Tang Xiaowan's words, they immediately went to the restaurant, as if they had discussed it.
The food is really enough for two people.
It's just that Granny Yu is always afraid that Tang Xiaowan won't be full, so she fills every plate.
"Huahua, why did you bring the noodles over? Could it be that you think the noodles I made are unpalatable and are going to come over and process them, add some salt and vinegar?" Tang Xiaowan asked, touching the tip of her nose and raising her eyebrows.
The implication is, you can come when you want, why bother using noodles as an excuse? Isn’t it funny?
After saying this, Leng Lingxiao smiled heartily.
"Hey, Tangtang, why did you put on your slippers today? You're so obedient and your feet are not bare? Oh, I know, you must be afraid that your feet will be burned when you make hot pot later, right? That's good, that's very foresight! "
Tang Xiaowan: "..."
Tsk, that’s not the answer to the question. I think you’re doing the same old thing again, right?
"Wow, there are so many delicious foods." Leng Lingxiao was afraid that Tang Xiaowan would be angry, so he quickly interrupted.
"Is this delicious? If my throat wasn't a little uncomfortable, it would be a clear and spicy soup."
"Oh, it turns out it's my throat that's not feeling well! Let me tell you, it looks pretty good. In fact, the mutton cooked in soup stock like this is the most fragrant. It's authentic and makes my mouth water just thinking about it, hahaha."
Tang Xiaowan curled her lips: "You are really not picky about food, everything you eat tastes delicious!"
"Of course, he is born with a good appetite."
After saying this, Leng Lingxiao immediately picked up the bowl and took a few bites of noodles into his mouth. Just as he was about to serve the mutton rolls, he was stopped by Tang Xiaowan.
"Don't move, this is mine."
"Why?"
"You can't eat beef, mutton, or seafood. We'll wait until the injury heals."
Leng Lingxiao glanced at the ingredients on the vegetable shelf, frowned and said, "Eat it after it's ready. Is there anything else I can eat here?"
"You can eat fresh meatballs, soy products, and vegetables. In fact, you can eat less fungi... Forget it, just to be on the safe side, just don't eat them at all. If you really get infected, you'll be in trouble." .”
Tang Xiaowan said and pointed, carefully recalling the precautions that she had searched online, for fear that she would miss something again.
"It'll be okay if you eat less tripe." Leng Lingxiao said cautiously.
"No, you can't eat even a little bit. This is a hairy thing. Forget it. I'm a good person and will do my best to stop eating it, so that you don't get greedy when you see me eating it."
Leng Lingxiao was very surprised and seriously suspected that he was hearing hallucinations.
Originally, Tang Xiaowan's choice of a clear soup pot was enough to move him for a long time. Although he did not say it in person, he knew very well in his heart that he had calculated that he would come, so he specially arranged it this way.
Otherwise, with Tang Xiaowan's past style of doing things, even if he has a hoarse voice and cannot speak, he will still choose spicy hotpot.
"It's true, it's so good!"
"Nonsense, I'm a good person, how can I enjoy it alone?"
"Of course I know, it's just..."
"Just what?"
"It's nothing, it's just good."
"Tch, it's good to know."
As Tang Xiaowan said that, she picked out the things Leng Lingxiao could eat and put them on the coffee table.
As for the inedible items left on the vegetable shelf, each one was extremely fresh and delicious, so she took it out and smelled it, waved it in front of Leng Lingxiao, and finally pushed it to the restaurant and gave it to him. Cheng Shi and the others.
Oh, that’s too much, I’m so angry!
If I haven't come back for so long, I'm afraid I might have eaten my delicious tripe and mutton rolls there.
Forget it, a good man won’t fight with a woman, I’ll tolerate it.
Leng Lingxiao muttered a few words in his heart, then picked up the noodle bowl and started eating in big mouthfuls. When Tang Xiaowan returned to the living room, only the poached eggs were left.
"Hey, you've finished eating. Why haven't you moved the poached egg? Do you think it's too ugly?"
The smiling face was drawn by Tang Xiaowan with ketchup.
Her purpose was simple, just to return Leng Lingxiao's blueberry chocolate smile.
"It looks good, and it will look even better if it is paired with tripe." Leng Lingxiao said aggrievedly, but his eyes were fixed on the brass mandarin duck pot where the hot soup was boiling.
Tang Xiaowan chuckled after hearing this.
"Hey, I can't help it. Just bear with it. Who told you to have nothing to do but to stab yourself for fun?"
The words left Leng Lingxiao speechless.
Now that he had done it, he had no regrets. He just felt that it had been a long time since he had mutton hot pot with Tang Xiaowan, and he wanted to have more fun.
No spicy food, no meat, no meat!
"Oh my god, why did you forget about Lao Zhao? Call him quickly and ask him to go to Cheng Shi's table. He should also like spicy food." Tang Xiaowan suddenly put down her chopsticks and looked at Leng Lingxiao.
"Okay, I'll beat him right away. Even he has a better reputation than me. I'm so angry."
"What are you talking about? Come on, hurry up."
…
20 minutes later, the restaurant.
Zhao Renjie's appetite is not as big as Leng Lingxiao's, and he is no longer hungry after a bowl of noodles.
Therefore, he did not eat and drink, but he just picked up two chopsticks casually after each dish was cooked. After all, he came here, so it would be rude not to taste it at all.
"Hey, tell me, if... Li Zishen comes here at this time and sees the lady cooking hot pot with Mr. Leng, will it explode on the spot?"
After Wang Meijuan said this, the restaurant suddenly became quiet, and several people looked at each other in confusion.
"Hey, why aren't you talking?"
"Don't be stunned, eat quickly. Look, this tripe is almost cooked." Granny Yu quickly smoothed things over and gave Zhao Renjie a chopstick.
Serving chopsticks are improvised.
In the past, they all ate very casually, and no one would dislike anyone. Just now, Granny Yu used serving chopsticks just because she was afraid that Zhao Renjie would notice.
"Thank you, Granny Yu." After Zhao Renjie said that, he stuffed the tripe into his mouth.
"Why are you so polite? Mr. Leng and our lady have known each other since they were children. If we come here often in the future, you can leave a phone number with Cheng Shi and let you know if there is anything delicious."
Grandma Yu looked at Zhao Renjie meaningfully, and took another chopstick to grab the tripe.
We are all smart people, and we can tell everything at once.
"Okay, thank you Granny Yu."
When Cheng Shi heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "I already have Lao Zhao's phone number. I called him a few days ago, right Lao Zhao?"
Zhao Renjie nodded.
Immediately, Granny Yu burst into laughter.
"Okay, just keep it."
Wang Meijuan took a sip of her drink and said silently in her heart: "A straight man, he's a real man!"
(End of chapter)
