Rebirth of Hong Kong 1981

Xue Yufei didn't struggle, she let Yang Chen hold herself in her arms, took a deep breath of Yang Chen's scent, and whispered, "You're up, I can't sleep."

Yang Chen smiled and explained: "Ah Qiong and I went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables just now, and they are all your favorite food on weekdays."

"Press..." Hearing the words, Xue Yufei responded, then got up from Yang Chen's arms, and greeted He Chaoqiong who was standing at the door, not knowing whether to enter or leave: "Sister Chaoqiong, come in quickly, what are you doing standing outside."

Compared to yesterday, when Xue Yufei, who was raped by Yang Chen, faced He Chaoqiong again, she already looked like a hostess.

This was mainly due to the fact that Yang Chen fed her all kinds of chicken soup from later generations last night, and then filled her brain with a lot of experience summed up by the great gods of the 21st century.

After a lot of hard work, Xue Yufei, the fiancée, was finally limped. Er, no, it was temporarily stabilized.

Reluctantly accepting Yang Chen's Yang's playful theory, as for whether he sincerely accepts it, only later will he know.

Chapter 19 Slate Keys

In the kitchen

While putting on his apron, Yang Chen smiled at Xue Yufei who was standing behind him: "Today I bought pork ribs, and I will make seaweed pork rib soup for you."

"Are you sure you want to do it yourself? Or let me do it!" Xue Yufei hesitated.

Yang Chen rolled up his sleeves, pinched her tender face and said, "Isn't there still you watching? It's a big deal, let you and Aqiong be guinea pigs."

"Little white mouse?" He Chaoqiong was washing kelp in the pool, and looked at Yang Chen suspiciously.

"Didn't you read books when you were in school? Don't those scientists like to use mice to do experiments?"

"Uh..." He Chaoqiong and Xue Yufei looked at each other upon hearing this, with a little more seriousness in their eyes.

"Chen, are you really okay?" Facing Yang Chen who said this nonsense, Xue Yufei didn't know whether to let him continue or interrupt his interest.

"Ah, ah, the old rules, I eat meat, you drink soup with kelp, is this okay?" Yang Chen said, pouring the pork ribs that had been watered several times into the plate, preparing to stir-fry and then making soup.

Hearing that she was only responsible for drinking soup and eating kelp as before, Xue Yufei finally let go of her heart.

He Chaoqiong, who was peeling garlic, heard that the two had divided what should be divided, and he seemed to have nothing.

He couldn't help asking: "What about me? One of you is responsible for eating meat, and the other is responsible for eating kelp and soup. What should I eat?"

Yang Chen was dumbfounded when he heard the words, secretly thinking that he made a mistake, how could he forget about He Chaoqiong.

Seeing her clumsily peeling the garlic, Yang Chen rolled his eyes, and joked: "You, heh, it's in your hands, you are responsible for getting rid of the garlic, this thing detoxifies and nourishes the skin, and it can also strengthen people's immune system, this It suits you best."

"It's suitable for you big-headed ghost." He Chaoqiong's nose was crooked when he heard that Yang Chen was responsible for eating the garlic. He directly took advantage of Yang Chen's inattention and stuffed the peeled garlic into his mouth.

"Bah, bah..." With the smell of garlic in his mouth, Yang Chen looked depressedly at Xue Yufei who was standing aside and snickering.

……

"Come on, get out of the way, don't let the oil splash." Yang Chen said while pouring the cleaned pork ribs into the pot.

Seeing Yang Chen's skillful movements, Xue Yufei's eyes widened, and then she remembered that when she was cooking in the past, Yang Chen stood by and watched, and the doubts in her heart were slightly put down.

As the saying goes, have you never seen a pig run, haven't you eaten pork?Thinking of this, Xue Yufei was somewhat relieved.

Moreover, Yang Chen's movements are not very skillful, there is no way, it is obviously impossible for an otaku to eat three meals a day, no matter how formal it is.

"You're done." Put the stir-fried pork ribs and various seasoning kelp into the pot, and put the lid on it. Yang Chen let out a long breath.

This soup making is really troublesome, and it is a technical job. Thinking of how Xue Yufei used to make soup for her predecessor every day, learning little by little, she was full of envy.

However, regarding his predecessor who didn't drink the head soup, he picked Xue Yufei's ice lotus as soon as he came, and the imbalance in Yang Chen's heart disappeared again.

"Come on, daughter-in-law, give me a little reward of love."

Being embraced by Yang Chen in front of He Chaoqiong and kissed fiercely, Xue Yufei said with a bitter face and shyly: "Well, it stinks to death, it smells like garlic."

"Hee hee" Seeing Yang Chen, who Xue Yufei disliked, looked depressed, He Chaoqiong couldn't help but want to laugh.

Seeing He Chaoqiong snickering aside, the depression in Yang Chen's heart turned into anger, he glanced at He Chaoqiong, and said angrily: "Laugh, you still dare to laugh, it's you, if you didn't stuff that thing in my mouth , can this happen?"

Seeing the angry Yang Chen, He Chaoqiong shrank his head, sticking out his sweet tongue, and didn't say a word.

And Xue Yufei stepped forward and took He Chaoqiong's hand and said, "Sister Chaoqiong, let's go and let him work in the kitchen by himself."

Although she still had doubts about Yang Chen's craftsmanship, the way Yang Chen cooked the soup just now made her feel more at ease, and she lost the desire to continue to supervise from the sidelines.

Holding He Chaoqiong's hand, regardless of whether the other party is willing or not, he directly led her out of the kitchen.

After leaving the kitchen, Xue Yufei asked He Chaoqiong: "Sister Chaoqiong, do you want to visit Chen's room?"

"Press?" Upon hearing this, He Chaoqiong's eyes lit up, but he didn't speak.

Seeing this, Xue Yufei didn't say anything more, and directly took He Chaoqiong into the room next to her room.

Entering the room, Yang Chen's room was obviously not as bad as He Chaoqiong imagined, everything was so clean and tidy, she couldn't believe that a man's room was so tidy.

The king of gambling has many children in his family, and she sometimes goes to the rooms of her brothers and sisters. Although their rooms are cleaned every day, they still look messy.

Yes, compared with Yang Chen here, it really can only be described as messy.

He Chaoqiong turned to look at Xue Yufei beside him, and asked, "Do you clean his room every day?"

Xue Yufei nodded with a smile and said, "Well, Chen is a bit of a clean freak and likes to be clean. I don't have anything to do every day, so I help him tidy up the room and take care of the housework."

"You are really kind to him," He Chaoqiong said sincerely.

"What is this?" When she walked to the window, she saw that there was actually a long stone slab in Yang Chen's room. The painting on the slate looked like piano keys, which made her a little puzzled.

Xue Yufei touched the slate keys, and the image of Yang Chen practicing the piano echoed in her mind, and an obsessive smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Xiang He Chaoqiong, who was puzzled, explained: "This is for Chen to practice the piano. The piano is too expensive. We didn't bring that much money when we came out, so Chen can only practice like this."

Hearing this, He Chaoqiong couldn't help being dumbfounded, and asked in disbelief, "Is this really useful?"

"Chen uses it to practice hand speed. He plays the piano very well. I'll let him play it for you when I have time."

Xue Yufei spared no effort to support and maintain whatever Yang Chen did, and obviously did not suspect that what Yang Chen did was useless.

After listening to Yang Chen sing, He Chaoqiong suddenly wanted to see Yang Chen playing the piano, so he hurriedly suggested: "Don't wait for time, aren't we going to the casino today? There is a piano in the lounge, let him play it for you." Let's listen."

Xue Yufei didn't think too much about it, she nodded and agreed, "That's fine, I'll tell Chen to play the piano for us then."

The time Yang Chen spends practicing piano is not comparable to learning to sing. When the two were young, Father Xue specially asked someone to teach them how to play the piano, so as to cultivate their temperament.

Everyone knows that people who play the piano always have a kind of temperament that others don't have.

To hope that their children will become dragons is what every parent wishes to see. Father Xue really spares no effort in this regard.