Favored by wealthy families: Overlord only loves his little wife

And this person doesn't know where he developed the bad habit. He goes wherever he says he wants to go, and he doesn't even say hello in advance, and he doesn't give others the opportunity to prepare and entertain him in advance.

"I'll come to see you, it's not a holiday now," the young master said briskly with a smile on his face, "It's only natural for me to come to see 'teacher'. Ah," the man stepped into the door and added Said, "Actually, it's more important to see grandma and A Lang."

Wen Xingying: "..."
A Lang is still tied there by it, and he didn't rush up immediately, but it can be seen that the puppy was already shaking its head and tail in excitement when there was a knock on the door, and Young Master Jian put the thing in his hand into the man's hand As soon as it was plugged in, it flew towards Alang with one stride.

The two hugged each other and licked each other, they were as affectionate as two brothers, Wen Xingying was left hanging there with two heavy bags of things, it was hard to describe how she felt at this moment.

He sighed lightly and took the things into the house. He still remembered that Mr. A Lang treated him completely indifferently when the eldest young master came to their house for the first time. He really didn't expect that it would turn into a day in less than a month. It's not like three autumns.

Well, this is indeed the case with A Lang, he doesn't even look at the one he doesn't like, but once he gets acquainted and likes it, no matter how long we've been apart, he's always the same affectionate.

Grandma's voice came from the big house, "Xiao Yi, who's here?"

"It's Ning Yuan, I'm here to see your old man." Wen Xingying replied loudly.

Yes, he came to see you, not me.

Immediately following the mid-term is the "long holiday" of May Day. Although the "long" time is not worth mentioning, at least the two of them also got a little rest time. Wen Xingying didn't go out during the day for a few days and stayed at home. Doing housework and watching TV with grandma, or going for a walk with Alang, I didn't have much contact with others.What he didn't quite expect was that not long after he and A Lang returned home the next afternoon, he heard a knock on the door. When he opened it, it turned out to be the young master with two bags of things in his hands.

"You, why are you here?" Wen Xingying asked in disbelief.
It's not that Wen Xingying's house has never had guests, nor has it taken things. It's not easy for him to accept that this person in front of him will come to his house at this time. He won't go all over the world during such a rare holiday. Instead of playing around, he ran to his own house?

The things were placed on the chopping board in the kitchen, and there were all kinds of vegetables and meat inside. It really looked like the young master wanted to come to their house for dinner and brought his own ingredients. Wen Xingying looked at those things and wondered whether he should make something for that person for dinner What kind of food, Ye Linglan has already walked in, said with a smile: "Those are bought for grandma, I don't know what kind of food her old man likes to eat, so I bought more."

After speaking, he went into the house to see grandma, so Wen Xingying had no choice but to follow in and poured him another glass of water.Speaking of which, it was more than 20 days ago that the young master saw his grandma at their house last time, but the old man's impression of him was not vague. The two talked very happily and got along very well.

Sitting on one side, Wen Xingying couldn't help but began to criticize himself. His grandma had a problem with watching TV, that is, she couldn't help but comment on the plot of the TV series, similar to "this fight is so exciting ", "This picture is really scary" and so on, he just listens and never answers every time, but Ye Linglan will say "yes" and "um" very cooperatively, which makes grandma happier and speaks more There are too many, those two people coming and going are more exciting than the lines in the TV series.

Wen Xingying quietly glanced at the two of them, both the old and the young were quite radiant because of the joy of chatting. This expression is quite normal on the face of the eldest and young master, but it is rare to see her grandma. , I should really reflect on myself.

The two chatted happily all afternoon. Wen Xingying didn't understand much of the TV series, but he often got up to pour water and food for the two of them, just like a conscientious servant.When it was time to make dinner, he asked grandma what he would like to eat, and the old man asked that person without thinking, as if tacitly acquiescing that he would definitely have dinner here.

"Uh," the young master didn't treat himself as an outsider, he thought for a while and said, "Then let's say scrambled eggs with tomatoes, chicken nuggets in sauce, shredded pork with green peppers and roasted eggplant, all of which are in the dishes I brought, how about grandma? "

"Okay." Grandma nodded with a smile.

"Oh, that's right," the young master turned to Wen Xingying suddenly again, raised his eyebrows and said, "You cook all these dishes, right? Will four dishes be too troublesome? Do you want me to help you?"

Before Wen Xingying had time to answer, grandma hurriedly said: "Oh, how can you let the guests cook? Xiao Yi can do it alone, so don't worry."

"It's okay, grandma." The young master patted grandma's hand reassuringly. "It's not that I haven't done any work at home. Even if I don't make noise, I can help him wash the vegetables. Just wait for a delicious meal."

"Okay." Grandma couldn't keep her mouth shut again.

Wen Xingying, who had only said a word so far, took the lead and went out. Ye Linglan got up and followed behind, watching the man take out the ingredients from the bag he brought, and scoop water into the water tank with a basin, then strolled around. Go to his side and say, "Why don't I wash it, and I'll handle it for you when I'm done. My cooking skills are limited to washing things."
"..." The corner of Wen Xingying's mouth twitched, but he really couldn't say no, so he gave him the seat directly, and went to get the knife, pot and oil by himself.

When it comes to "working" in the kitchen, in fact, what the young master does most is to wash the fruits. After all, there is no need to go to the servants for such a trivial matter. Now helping to wash vegetables in this home really gives him a rare feeling. Freshness, um, I think I haven't done the same thing for more than ten years.

After washing one item, he handed the item to the person standing beside him, and he started further processing.

Ye Linglan usually doesn't know much about cooking. He only has a hazy impression of cooking when he was a child. He never visited the kitchen when he grew up, but he also knows that every step except washing vegetables is a test of skill. Yes, for example, for cutting vegetables, it takes a long time to practice in order to cut them evenly and thickly.

He didn't continue to wash, but was very interested to see how the man cut it, and found that the man's movements were really skilled. He removed the stem of the tomato, and the remaining part was cut with a few knives. It turned into a small piece, and I couldn't see exactly how the hand moved.

"Wow..." The young master blinked, really not knowing how to comment.

Wen Xingying put the chopped vegetables on the plate, and couldn't help smiling at his reaction, "What's the matter? You haven't seen others chop vegetables, have you?"

"...No," the young master didn't know what to say, "I found out that you are so... Is there anything you don't know?"

Wen Xingying really thought about it, but his smile deepened, "There are too many things I don't know, and even if I know these things, it's nothing special. You don't need to get excited at all."

"..." Ye Linglan had nothing to say, but quickly finished her work, and stood behind the man and stared at him intently... The movements of the hands, the young master found this scene really attractive, time seemed to The time when his knife fell was shortened and lengthened without limit. The short thing was that it was over before he had time to appreciate it carefully. The long thing was that the picture was vividly engraved in his mind and lasted for a long time.

Not long after Wen Xingying finished processing all the ingredients, he started the final production. He came to the stove, and the young master also turned back and walked in unison. He stood at the same place as before again, and got a little closer. Wen Xingying really wanted to say that there was too much oily smoke here, so he just went back to the room and waited, but seeing that eager expression, he stopped talking and lit the fire directly.

In Ye Linglan's opinion, the appearance of someone's stir-frying is not so interesting compared to the previous chopping, because stir-frying, the movements are not too different, and those that test cooking skills such as heat, seasoning, including The selection of the ingredients itself is something I can’t see now. The young master really choked on the smoke and ran away after watching it for a while. It’s more interesting to watch TV with grandma.

Wen Xingying looked at his "running away" back, smiled wryly and shook his head.
This is the third meal Ye Linglan ate at Zhao's house, and also the first dinner. Of course, the dishes are not in the same style as breakfast. To this day, someone who still remembers the fried noodles came in when Wen Xingying greeted her for dinner. The ass seemed to be loaded with springs, and it jumped out of the house, and then slipped back obediently to help Wen Xingying help grandma down to the ground.

Bowls and chopsticks and four plates of dishes have been set on the dining table outside the house, and the aroma can be heard clearly in the house, and someone immediately feels that his stomach is deflated like a deflated ball, as if he has not eaten properly for hundreds of years up.

His appearance made grandma overjoyed, she retracted the arm supported by him and patted him on the back: "Xiao Yuan, hurry up and eat it, Xiao Yi specially made it for you."

"Okay!" A certain person didn't pretend to be polite, and flew directly to the dining table, picked up a piece of chicken with chopsticks, and put it in his mouth, and immediately exclaimed, "It's so delicious!"

The young master's expression seemed to be bursting into tears in the next second, which was indeed in line with his current mood. The taste of this chicken is really indescribable, a little sweet, a little salty, and a little spicy, just like the fried sauce last time. The noodle sauce is very similar, the chicken is tender and delicious, and the heat is suitable, one point is too old and the other is too tender, not too hard and not too soft, people can't help but chew the whole product, and feel full of fragrance after swallowing.

Wen Xingying was already accustomed to complimenting this person, and she was inexplicably happy, so she didn't say anything, and after helping her grandma to sit down, she took a bowl to feed the three of them.

The young master had been eating vegetables for a long time, and he didn't even glance at the bowl of white rice. The crescent-like eyes and upturned corners of the grandma's mouth seemed to have never changed. Add vegetables, ask him to eat more.

Wen Xingying ate a meal very happily, after all, he fried it by himself, and it was quite to the taste.The young master ate more happily, and he didn't know what this person's stomach was made of, but it could really reduce the entire table to four empty dishes. Although Wen Xingying usually cooks very well, try not to There were leftovers, but this time he didn't hold back anything, just to let that person eat to his heart's content, but he didn't expect it to be "all".

When someone finally put down the chopsticks, put the other hand on his abdomen subconsciously, and hiccupped a little, grandma still smiled and asked him, "Are you full?"

"I'm full." At this moment, a certain person felt as if his stomach had been filled with lead, and he was about to be unable to stand up.

Wen Xingying straightened up and began to tidy up the dishes. Seeing someone stand up tremblingly with his stomach in his hands and help him, the person staggered and asked him, "Do you want me to wash the dishes for you? "

Wen Xingying suppressed all his emotions and replied: "No need, go back to the house and rest for a while. After I finish washing the dishes, I will take you and A Lang out for a walk, and then I will send you home."

"Okay." The young master really couldn't move anymore.