1842: You Obviously Know How to Cook Soup (1 More)

Being caught on the spot by the future husband, although Zhou Cheng has not done anything yet, he is on the verge of being unable to restrain himself.

Xia Xiaolan's face was blushing, and Zhou Cheng was also a little embarrassed.

Tang Hongen walked forward with his hands behind his back, Xia Xiaolan blinked at Zhou Cheng, the two walked behind with gifts, and entered the door one after the other with Tang Hongen.

"How did you get here together? Zhou Cheng, come in quickly, come as soon as you come, what else do you want to buy!"

Liu Fen saved the hairy-footed son-in-law.

In front of Liu Fen, Lao Tang is very docile, he can show Zhou Cheng's face, but he will not show Liu Fen's face.

"Aunt Liu, I only bought this during the Chinese New Year. The fifteenth day of the first lunar month has not passed, so this year will not be over. It's the old age for you and Uncle Tang. I'm very sorry."

Liu Fen took the things from Zhou Cheng's hand, and Zhou Cheng came to her door and she said, in fact, she was prepared, she took out a red envelope from her apron and stuffed it to Zhou Cheng: "Then auntie also wishes you a Happy New Year!"

This is not the first time Liu Fen has given money to Zhou Cheng. In the past, she secretly put pocket money in Zhou Cheng's pocket. In the future, her mother-in-law will look after her son-in-law because she is afraid that her son-in-law will live in difficult conditions in the army. Xia Xiaolan had said many times that Zhou Cheng was not short of money, but Liu Fen still did not change this habit.

Before, I was afraid that Zhou Cheng would be embarrassed and secretly stuffed pocket money in his pocket. This year, the situation is a little different.

Zhou Cheng proposes to Xiaolan!

The relationship between the two young people has gone further. As the saying goes, a son-in-law is half a son. If you round it up, now Liu Fen can regard Zhou Cheng as a family member.

We are all a family. Isn't it right for the elders to give the younger generation a New Year's red envelope?

This red envelope, Liu Fen gave it with confidence, and Zhou Cheng accepted it calmly:

"You are so kind to me!"

In the future, the mother-in-law will be on his side. At this time, the mouth is not sweet, but it is too stupid.

Tang Hongen was even more unhappy when he heard it.

A Fen is soft-hearted and easy to be coaxed, and this stinky boy is too slippery.

Liu Fen, who was coaxed, lowered her voice an octave, "Hong En, go to the kitchen to check the heat for me. I'm still not very good at making soup, isn't it delicious?"

"How come, everything you do is delicious!"

Can't make soup?

My mother, are you sure you can't "make soup"?

Comrade Hei Mian Shen Lao Tang, his expression softened, and he went to the kitchen quickly!

Only then did Liu Fen hold back Xia Xiaolan, who had never had a chance to speak, and whispered, "What's the matter?"

Xia Xiaolan hesitated, "I just happened to meet Zhou Cheng and I stayed in the car for a while longer."

It shouldn't be.

Liu Fen comforted Zhou Cheng, "Zhou Cheng, don't mind, your Uncle Tang is making trouble, just follow him for a while."

How dare Zhou Cheng mind.

To be honest, he can fully understand why Tang Hongen doesn't like him.

He is going to have a daughter with Xiaolan in the future. When he thinks that his daughter will be deceived by an unknown stinky boy when he grows up, even the "daughter" is still a fantasy. Zhou Cheng's hands are itching now, and he especially wants to hit him. Broken brat's leg.

Mayor Tang had this kind of reaction because he treated Xiaolan as his daughter.

"Aunt Liu, let me help in the kitchen and give Uncle Tang a shot."

Hey, what's going on with this child, I finally found an excuse to separate the two temporarily, and I have to get together in front of Lao Tang again. Liu Fen is in a hurry.

"Are you all right?"

"It's okay, I can handle it, this is what I have to do."

Zhou Cheng said so, and Xia Xiaolan also let him go. The two men, one middle school and one youth, are not unachievable. Between men, there is naturally a way for men to solve problems!

"Mom, it's okay, let Zhou Cheng go."

Zhou Cheng put on his apron and went into the kitchen with a very positive attitude.

To be honest, whether it is Tang Hongen or Zhou Cheng, neither of them has much culinary talent, and both of them have a special nature of work, and they have no chance to cook. But the two of them have the same idea on this matter. If one person must do the housework, men are naturally stronger than women, why don't they do it?

Feeling sorry for a woman is not what you say.

Doing housework is not a shame.

It is a blessing to be able to cook a meal for the woman you like.

Liu Fen made soup, stewed mutton, and prepared flour.

Zhou Cheng went into the kitchen and washed his hands, "Uncle Tang, are you making dumplings or noodles? Let me knead the noodles."

Hehe, thought he would forget what happened downstairs just now because of his performance?

Tang Hongen gave up his seat, "You knead it, it should be hand-rolled noodles."

A New Year's greeting, dragged on from the New Year to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, is almost over, Lao Tang, the future husband-in-law's temper has been dragged... A stinking stinky boy who wants to clean up his proposal without authorization has not been released. Now, apart from being angry, There are other moods, which are quite complicated anyway.

Lord Mayor had "I'm not happy" written all over his face, Zhou Cheng should be cowardly, and let Lao Tang command blindly in the kitchen, saying that he has no strength to knead the dough.

Anyway, it's not pleasing to the eye anywhere.

Xia Xiaolan eavesdropped on her ears, looked at her mother, and asked with her eyes: Why is your husband so naive? This is still a mayor, a middle-aged man in menopause!

Liu Fen's eyes were blank.

Why is she so naive, can she know?

When she first met, she had the style of a leader who was not angry and mighty, so she dared to look straight at him.

Married, the shape of Lao Tang at home

Elephants are getting more and more deviated.

Not angry but arrogant?

No no no, not at all!

Just like now, deliberately showing anger, Liu Fen felt like he was acting like a spoiled child.

With a little cuteness in her childishness, she couldn't help but think about being used to each other... For Lao Tang, she still has to follow the hair.

Xia Xiaolan didn't care about the kitchen, she helped Liu Fen with other things. When it was almost time for dinner, Liu Yong came over with his wife and children. As soon as he entered the door, he smelled the aroma:

"Xiaolan, your mother stewed mutton today? It's delicious! People in Pengcheng don't like mutton very much, so I miss this one."

The food culture is related to the regional climate. Lingnan people like to make soup, it is to clear the heat and reduce the fire, and the diet is also light, but mutton is a very hot ingredient, and Lingnan people do not dare to eat more.

Liu Yong, the stomach of southern Henan Province, does not have a deep love for seafood. He just wants to drink spicy soup and mutton noodles!

"There is mutton. Uncle, you can eat more later. Zhou Cheng is helping in the kitchen."

Humph.

The smell of mutton has faded a bit.

When it comes to Zhou Cheng, Liu Yong immediately performed a face change. He is indeed Tang Hongen's brother-in-law and Zhou Cheng's second father-in-law!

No, the rankings are in no particular order, and Zhou Cheng is not pleasing to the eye anyway.

Zhou Cheng also had a "brother-in-law" who used to be very dog-legged, but now he is very wary of him. Liu Yong has to show his face, and Liu Zitao has already rushed into the kitchen. He wants to discuss with Zhou Cheng whether Sister Xiaolan can get married later... He is still willing to call Zhou Cheng his brother-in-law Zhou. Will brother-in-law Zhou bully his sister in the future?

Liu Zitao was in a panic when he wanted to "negotiate" with Zhou Cheng. He was a little afraid of Zhou's brother-in-law.

No, don't be afraid, he is a man and has to protect Sister Xiaolan!

Liu Zitao went into the kitchen with his chest out and silently organized the language.

Li Fengmei rolled her eyes secretly, "Xiaolan, aunt supports you, let them old and young sing by themselves!"