My golden finger is open

After Shen Qingyu sent Liu Cuihua away, she returned home. Due to this delay, it was time to make dinner.

She took out a big fish and a chicken from the space, preparing to stew fish with vermicelli. She saw a big cabbage in the kitchen, which could be put in to stew together. As for the chicken, she would make spicy diced chicken. When she thought of the spicy and fragrant taste, she couldn't help swallowing her saliva.

She did what she said. She was busy in the kitchen for a while and put a circle of pancakes on the side of the pot where fish was stewed. The pancakes were made of a mixture of white flour and corn flour. At this time, the pot had already started to bubble with steam.

In another twenty minutes, it will be ready to be served. During this time, Shen Qingyu fried the chicken pieces in oil until crispy, then added dried chilies and stir-fried them together. When she took the spicy chicken out of the pan, she saw that Lu Xuyao ​​had returned. The man was tall and straight, walking towards the house.

Shen Qingyu put the plate of spicy chicken on the table and greeted him warmly, "Husband, you're back. Did you miss me?"

Lu Xuyao's eyes curved when he saw his wife, but he thought about the hateful man Shen Yuan he met at the door just now. The man also said that he would come to his house for dinner later. This man was really tactless and disturbed him and his wife. With Shen Yuan here, how could he relieve the pain of missing him these days? This made him feel a little depressed.

He just said "hmm" to Shen Qingyu and went back to the house to put his things away. There was no scene that Shen Qingyu had expected, that was, he missed her very much after not seeing her for a few days. There was no kiss, but a simple hug would be fine.

She felt a little bothered by Lu Xuyao's perfunctory treatment to her just now. She pursed her lips and went to the kitchen. She opened the lid of the pot of stewed fish and a fragrant aroma wafted into her nose.

Shen Qingyu first picked up the pancakes one by one. The pancakes were soft and had a layer of crispy crust on the bottom. She picked up a piece and put it in her mouth to taste it. It had a fresh fragrance of corn and a hint of sweetness.

Just as she was about to put the bowl of pancakes aside, a big hand reached out and took the pancakes away. When Shen Qingyu saw this big hand, she knew that this person could not be Lu Xuyao.

Lu Xuyao's hands have distinct joints and slender fingers, like works of art. His palms are broad and his knuckles are strong. When you see these hands, you feel very safe.

Shen Qingyu looked up at the person who came, "Shen Yuan, you are here."

The man looked at Shen Qingyu's homely appearance and felt a little envious of Lu Xuyao. How come that pretty boy was so lucky?

Shen Yuan carried the things out of the kitchen. At this time, Lu Xuyao ​​came out after changing his clothes. He turned up his sleeves, revealing his well-proportioned forearms. He said to Shen Yuan, "You are a guest, just wait for your food." After that, he went to the kitchen and helped his wife carry the dishes outside.

After the three of them were seated at the table, Shen Yuan smiled and said to Lu Xuyao, "Brother, let's have a drink," then he took a cloth bag from a stool beside him, took out two bottles of liquor from it, took one bottle of liquor in his hand, and without him exerting any force, the bottle cap was opened.

Without waiting for Lu Xuyao ​​to answer, he took his bowl with one hand and poured a full bowl of white wine into it. Lu Xuyao ​​looked at the wine in front of him, he frowned slightly, looked up at Shen Yuan, and said nothing.

Shen Qingyu looked at Lu Xuyao, then at Shen Yuan, and said to them in a gentle voice, "Drink as much as you can. Don't drink too much or you'll hurt your body."

The two men hummed at the same time. Lu Xuyao's eyebrows and eyes showed a hint of alienation. Shen Yuan happily picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and praised, "This chicken is delicious. Let's have a drink together."

Lu Xuyao ​​picked up the wine bowl and clinked it with Shen Yuan, then endured the discomfort and took a big sip. The pungent smell of alcohol rushed straight to his forehead, and he choked and coughed twice, his handsome face flushed red. Shen Qingyu hurriedly put down his chopsticks and helped him pat his back.

She kept muttering, "Don't drink anymore. You seem to be choking and feeling uncomfortable." She looked at Shen Yuan again and said, "Drink by yourself and don't rely on Xu Yao."

Shen Qingyu got up and went to the kitchen, where she made a cup of malted milk for Lu Xuyao. She used the water from the kettle, which was warm. She tasted it and it was not hot at all. Seeing Lu Xuyao's eyes red, she said distressedly, "Drink a couple of sips quickly to get rid of the alcohol smell, and you won't feel uncomfortable."

Lu Xuyao ​​took it and drank most of the cup. The sweetness covered most of the smell of alcohol. He then calmed down and spoke with a nasal tone, "Please sit down and eat. I'm fine." He also picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks for Shen Qingyu.

Shen Yuan looked at the two people in front of him, the couple lived in harmony and were very loving. He snorted in his heart, what a useless pretty boy, he could even choke on a sip of wine.

He felt depressed just thinking about it. Shen Yuan also calmed down and ate the food with big mouthfuls. The food tasted really good. He would come over to eat tomorrow. What was wrong with eating the food she ordered?

Lu Xuyao ​​looked at the man opposite from him from time to time and felt uncomfortable. Why was this man so annoying? He was like a dog-skin plaster, disturbing the couple all day long. Couldn't he see that he was not liked?

The dishes Xiaoyu cooked for him all went into this man's stomach. Lu Xuyao ​​felt indignant in his heart and quickened his eating pace. Shen Qingyu ate quietly, looking at the way the two men ate. She sighed, they all had good appetites, but they were a bit wasteful of food.

After the meal, the two men were seen leaning on their chairs, with bulging bellies and unwilling to move. It seemed that they were too full. Shen Qingyu shook her head helplessly and could only clear the table herself. Shen Yuan saw the woman get up to work, so he hurriedly took the dishes and chopsticks from her hand and said, "I'll clean up."

Shen Qingyu said unhappily, "Go, go, go, go take a walk in the yard to digest your food. You are all grown up, but you still eat too much. You are incredible."

She started to chase people away. Lu Xuyao's ears turned red. He felt a little guilty after being scolded. He got up and went to the yard, walking around it in circles.

Shen Yuan usually had a big appetite, so it was okay for him to eat a little more. He just simply didn't want to move. He was afraid that the woman would drive him back to her own yard after dinner. His own home would be so cold and deserted, with no one to talk to, and he didn't want to go back.

After helping the woman clean up the table, he went into the kitchen and saw Shen Qingyu washing dishes.