money obsessed

After tidying up, Qian Zi volunteered to cook. Jiang Fan is used to making do with the kitchen. The kitchen is basically furnished. There is nothing in the refrigerator except instant food and beer. Yesterday's hot pot is almost eaten, so let's cook. You have to buy it again.

"There is a supermarket downstairs from my house, why don't you just buy some food in it." Jiang Fan just finished speaking, but was rejected by Qian Lai: "The food in the supermarket is so expensive, if you want to buy it, you have to go to the vegetable market to buy it, and you can also bargain. Woolen cloth."

"Okay, everything is up to you."

Jiang Fan didn't have much idea about these things, he did what Qian asked him to do, very obedient and obedient.

"Of course you have to listen to me." Qian Lai raised his chin and snorted, "I'm saving money for you. I eat like this every day, and the money accumulated in a month is enough to buy me a meal. Is it a good deal?"

"It's all taken to treat you to dinner, it's a hell of a deal." Jiang Fan gave him an angry look.

"Che, you're beautiful. The food I cook is so delicious. It's comparable to a five-star chef. I'm not willing to cook it if others want to eat it."

"Oh? Then shall I kneel down and kowtow to you a few times?"

"If you want to do this, I won't stop you."

"You don't deserve a beating, do you? Believe it or not, I'll take your skin off."

No matter how far the road to the vegetable market was, the two had been arguing for as long as they wanted. In the end, Qian Laifei pestered Jiang Fan to buy water for him, saying that his lips were cracked, and Jiang Fan said he was blackmailing. But I still bought him a bottle of water, oh no, the most expensive drink.

"You just try to take advantage of me, sooner or later you will lose me, a treasured man." On the way back, Jiang Fan was carrying big bags and small bags, and said angrily at the money that was flying around empty-handed. "You are really happy to be an uncle. My brother is almost exhausted. You don't need to spend money to buy so many dishes, do you carry them?"

"Look at what kind of junk food is in your own refrigerator? I'm thinking of you. These dishes are enough for four or five days. What's the matter with mentioning it now? It can strengthen your health if you mention it more." Qian Lai shook his head. It was plausible, and it didn't mean to lend a hand at all.

"Why don't you mention physical fitness? I can knock down your small body with one hand. You are more suitable for this kind of work than me." Jiang Fan said and put the bag in Qian Lai's hand, but he Dodged lightly.

"I won't be able to cook later? Isn't that physical work? My work is no easier than yours."

Well, cannibals have short mouths, who will let them be the chef in charge of the spoon?No matter how unhappy Jiang Fan was, he still had to carry the things home by himself.

The poor guy who thought that nothing would happen when he got home, was summoned into the kitchen by Chef Qian before his butt was warmed up.

"Hey, brother, wash the vegetables, wash them clean, don't eat sand, worms, stones and so on."

"Are you disgusting?"

"Hey, peel the garlic too, wash the onion, wash the pepper, cut everything ginger, scrape the eggs and beat a dozen, hurry up!"

"..."

In the end, Jiang Fan did all the work except cook the vegetables. He put the washed vegetables on the chopping board as money and chopped them vigorously, making the whole glazed platform tremble.

Seeing that Jiang Fan's brows were about to tie into a knot, Qian Lai stopped teasing him, put on his apron and started cooking.

Jiang Fan was finally free, and was not in a hurry to leave. He leaned against the kitchen door with his arms folded, silently watching Qian Lai skillfully holding the spoon, and standing straight with his back to his body. He had a serious face, but he thought it should be a serious look. He couldn't help but twitch his mouth as he thought about Qian's expression.

Soon, the whole kitchen was filled with a strong smell of rice, which made him feel warm.

It has been a long time since I have smelled such an authentic smell of home.

"Hey, come Qian." Jiang Fan subconsciously opened his mouth when he saw the person surrounded by the warm lamp in the kitchen.

"What's wrong?" Qian Lai turned his head in surprise.

If I remember correctly, this is the first time Jiang Fan called his name.

"..." You are responsible for cooking for me, and I am responsible for raising you, okay?

Jiang Fan was about to blurt it out, but he soon came to his senses. He paused, then shook his head with a wry smile: "It's nothing, I just wanted to ask when dinner is served, I'm almost starving."

Qian Lai stared at him for a full half a minute, but in the end he didn't expose his lie, and just continued his words: "It will be ready soon, let's go and put the dishes first."

"receive."

The two of them tacitly changed the story of what happened just now, and no one wanted to explore it anymore. After the food was brought to the table, a new topic was started.

After that, the two of them still kept fighting on the surface, but something changed quietly in reality.

They will say good morning after waking up and good night before going to bed. If they can’t see each other, video calls are the basic standard configuration. Even if they don’t say anything, they feel satisfied and look like a young couple in love.

Jiang Fan was afraid that money was too much, and mistakenly thought that all this was just an ordinary brotherhood, so he didn't dare to say it clearly, just like this, sweet and tormented carefully.

In fact, Qian Lai has already realized that the interaction between them is a bit too ambiguous, but because he has never felt this way towards anyone (the mother and fetus are single, and I always feel that dating is too expensive, so the emotional world is pure and forced.) , he couldn't tell for a while whether the vague affection he had for Jiang Fan was the so-called love.