I went on a blind date with the wrong person and got married to a pig farmer.

Wu Zheng just got the boss's meaning and refused: "You and the boss can eat together. I'll go downstairs to eat fast food."

Yang Cheng held him back and said, "I had breakfast at around 10 o'clock in the morning. If you ask me to eat lunch now, I definitely won't be able to eat."

Then he took out a pair of chopsticks and a clean bowl and handed them to him, "Come, try my cooking."

Wu Zheng tried to evade the request, "Madam Boss, what are you doing? No, no."

"Brother Wu, why are you being so polite to me? Do you dislike my cooking skills?" Yang Cheng pushed the dishes and chopsticks in front of him again.

Wu Zheng put his hand on the edge of the bowl and pretended to push it back, "Oh, how dare I dislike it?"

He and Yang Cheng pushed each other around, just like relatives giving out red envelopes during Chinese New Year. If you want something, you have to act.

After a few extreme arguments, Wu Zheng finally compromised and accepted the bowl and chopsticks. "Then I'll respectfully obey your command."

Qin Che watched him finish the scene with a speechless expression.

"Mmm, boss lady, your cooking skills are really good. This minced meat eggplant is delicious, and the soup is quite special... Boss, isn't it? It has a faint aroma of rice dumplings."

Wu Zheng took a few bites and gave his evaluation. The cooking skills were very good and much better than what his wife cooked. The only difference was that these dishes and the soup had a strange taste, as if something had been added to them.

Qin Che was eating the dish just now. He felt that something was added to it while he was eating. He couldn’t tell what it was, but he still liked the taste of the dish. He was used to eating such home-cooked meals.

He hadn't drunk the soup yet, but after hearing what Wu Zheng said, he took a spoon and took a sip. It was lean meat soup with a hint of another flavor, which was quite obvious. The more he ate, the more he felt something was wrong.

Is this Yang Cheng's secret recipe? Haha, that's really thoughtful.

No matter what, this is the first time my wife brings me food, so I can’t dampen her enthusiasm and I have to finish it all.

"It's good to have you to eat, stop complaining."

Wu Zheng didn't waste any more words and started eating with the bowl in his arms.

Qin Che gave Yang Cheng a big smile, "Thank you for your hard work, my wife."

Yang Cheng smiled faintly, holding his chin and watching the two of them eat, but this scene looked so strange.

One raises pigs, the other is pleasing to the eyes.

Wu Zheng, like a pig, poured the food on the rice, and ate it with a grunt, without even raising his head.

Qin Che ate slowly, with his head down, taking one bite of the food and then two more. Halfway through his meal, the food felt hot, so he took off his coat, rolled up his shirt, revealing a section of his white wrist, and continued eating.

Yang Cheng feels a great sense of accomplishment.

When she was raising chickens in the mountains, her mother would bring her food at noon. Since feeding the chickens was tiring, she didn't cook any big fish or meat, but just stir-fried it. Later, her skills got better and better, and sometimes her mother would bring her nephew up to eat her food.

After a while, Wu Zheng's bowl was empty.

He was also a child from a poor family. He often went hungry when he was young, so no matter what the food was, as long as he could eat it, it was fine.

It’s the same now. His wife laughs at him, saying he’s “as easy to feed as a pig.” Later on, he became even more casual about the dishes he cooked, as long as they were edible. He has completely given up on cooking.

Qin Che finished the food in his hand, and there was still half a bowl of soup left. He was not used to the taste of this soup, so he reluctantly ate a small bowl, put down his bowl and chopsticks, and then winked at Wu Zheng.

He immediately understood, picked up the remaining soup and drank it directly from his mouth, "This is so delicious, Boss, you can eat more of what the boss's wife cooks when you go home. I'll eat more of this meal."

Qin Che made a blocking gesture and pretended to be angry, "Go back and eat what your wife made, don't fight with me."

Wu Zheng guarded the bowl like an old hen, "I'm not full yet, please have mercy on me for once."

Qin Che raised his eyebrows, curled the corners of his mouth towards him, and conveyed two words to him:

Impressed.

It's a pity that he has to be my secretary. He should be acting. Even Oscar-winning actors are not as good at acting as him.

Yang Cheng stopped Qin Che's hand and said with a smile: "Brother Wu, if you like, eat more. Next time, I'll invite you to our house. I can't say it's a full banquet, but 18 dishes are still impressive. You can come in vertically and leave horizontally."

"Hahahaha, did you stuff me to death, or did you poison me to death... ugh."

"Brother Wu, you are such a joker, how could I poison you, hahaha!"

……

After eating and drinking, several people took a rest in the office. Yang Cheng pulled Wu Zheng aside to talk about the bad things he had done when he was a child, and the two chatted enthusiastically.

It’s not that Qin Che didn’t want to participate, but his stomach was uncomfortable and his large intestine seemed to be wriggling, and he felt like he was going to have diarrhea at any time.

"puff……"

Suddenly, there was a long fart sound.

The conversation between Yang Cheng and Wu Zheng was interrupted, and the room suddenly became quiet.

Yang Cheng looked at Wu Zheng, holding his breath, and showing a complex expression of confusion, surprise, and frowning.

Wu Zheng wanted to shake his head, and he glanced at his boss out of the corner of his eye.

The boss blushed.

At this moment, Qin Che wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into. It would have been fine if he had farted in front of Wu Zheng, but the key point was that Yang Cheng was also there, which was really embarrassing.

But I really couldn't hold it in. I wanted to let it out slowly, and I did let it out slowly. I didn't expect that it would even make a sound!

He covered his face with his left hand and tightly grasped his suit pants with his right hand. The atmosphere was so quiet that he would have to admit it out of shame.

Suddenly, I saw Wu Zheng’s eyes through my fingers.

Although he didn't know what his eyes meant, Qin Che felt that he was saved.

He reached his other hand under the table and stretched out his five fingers towards Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng suppressed his laughter, he understood. It was indeed indecent for him to take the blame and fart in front of his wife right after getting married.

Is the reward 5? Or 5? A fart is worth so much money.

Haha, let the fart come more violently!

He coughed twice and looked at Yang Cheng with embarrassment, "Uh... I put it there. The food you just cooked was so delicious that I accidentally ate a little too much, hehe..."

Qin Che took his hand down with confidence, his face not as red as before, he said seriously: "Eat less next time."

Wu Zheng said nothing and lowered his head.

want to laugh.

Seeing Wu Zheng like this, Yang Cheng said with a smile to ease his embarrassment: "It's okay, just fart when you have to. It's a good habit. If you hold it in, you'll poop easily."

Qin Che, Wu Zheng: ...

Yang Cheng: The atmosphere seems to have become even more awkward.

suddenly.

"Puff... puff... puff..."

There was a series of farts, very rhythmic.

Yang Cheng looked at Wu Zheng, Qin Che also looked at Wu Zheng, and Wu Zheng looked at himself.

This time it was indeed Wu Zheng who did it.

"Sorry, I farted again."

At this moment, he felt really uncomfortable in his stomach, with waves of cramps. Just as Yang Cheng said, he felt like he was about to burst into shit.

He crossed his legs and rubbed the soles of his feet on the ground.

No more, I can't bear it anymore.

He stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom, you guys continue chatting."

After saying that, he walked out of the office quickly, and Yang Cheng felt like he was race walking.

Are you in such a hurry?

"I'm going to the bathroom too, you sit here."

Suddenly, Qin Che also stood up and slowly walked out of the office.

Yang Cheng looked at their backs, one after the other, and muttered, "Isn't there a bathroom here? Why are they going outside?"