good marriage

Qi Yu is cooking in the kitchen.

His cooking skills were taught by his grandmother. At that time, he was about half a year old, and it was when he was growing up. People in the kitchen pushed him up and down, so he couldn't move, and he was often hungry.After my grandmother found out, she didn't stand up for him, she just took him into the kitchen and told him to watch others make things, and then do it again by herself.

He and Qi Zhen went to the same school, and Qi Zhen had to study with a tutor after school, but he ran to his grandmother, made his own dinner first, and ate it in silence no matter how it tasted.Once you have used a knife and heated an iron pan, you will know how easy it is to hold a pen and write.In the kitchen, I suffered a lot, and finally I was able to make some sweet soup and snacks to honor my grandmother.

It was the first time that he brought something he had made with his own hands to his grandmother. He was anxious and secretly looking forward to it, but he could only get the word "good".

Everyone in the Qi family hated him, only his grandmother protected him, but Qi Yu knew in his heart that his grandmother might not dislike him.She never showed intimacy to him, nor would she comfort and resolve his inner grievances, she only taught him some things, and Qi Yu survived in the Qi family relying on these simple teachings.

Qi Zhen said that his grandmother was mad at him because he wanted to "marry" into the Lu family. Almost the entire Qi family thought so, only Qi Yu himself knew it was not the case. Grandma would never be so emotional about him. .When she learned that she was going to be engaged to Lu Zhuohua, she only said two sentences. The first sentence was to ask him "why". When you are old, live your own life."

Immediately afterwards, his grandmother died of illness, which delayed his and Lu Zhuohua's wedding.Unexpectedly, within two months, Lu Zhuohua also passed away.Later, Qi Yu always felt that his grandmother actually disapproved of what he did, but she just didn't bother to say anything about him.

His thoughts drifted away, but his hands still put the noodles into the boiled fish soup in an orderly manner. He lowered his head and waited for the noodles to roll up. After running through a stream of cold water, he put them into the soup again. Just as he was about to serve them out, there was movement at the door.Qi Yu's hands stopped, and he put down the bowl, but the spatula was still in his hand, and he took a few steps to look.

Lu Zhuonian was changing his shoes at the door, and when he saw Qi Yu coming over with a spatula, he paused, before he could think of anything to say, he took back the car keys that had just been thrown on the cabinet.

Seeing that it was him, Qi Yu was a little surprised, but it should be expected, so he couldn't help but speak first: "Why... are you back?"

Lu Zhuonian was secretly stuffing the car keys into his pocket, when he heard this, he raised his head, "Don't you want to go back to your house tomorrow?"

Qi Yu was silent for a moment, then smiled slightly and said, "I thought you were busy outside." What he said, it seemed that the noisy background music on the phone earlier was really an excuse for Lu Zhuonian to be busy.

Lu Zhuonian glanced at the spatula in Qi Yu's hand, changed the subject and said, "Are you cooking?"

Only then did Qi Yu realize that he had rushed out holding the spatula, and could not help but lower his hand holding the spatula to make it less conspicuous, "Yes, I just ordered some noodles. Do you want some?"

His words were just polite, and the politeness was too obvious, Lu Zhuonian wanted to refuse, but blurted out: "Okay, I didn't eat either."

Qi Yu nodded and said, "Then I'll get you a bowl, you go and wash your hands first."

Lu Zhuonian bent down behind Qi Yu, silently made a distorted expression, then returned to normal in an instant, and followed Qi Yu into the room.After walking a few steps, he hurried back again, put the shoes he just changed into the cabinet and straightened them up. When he got up, he couldn't help but sighed.

He has only lived with Qi Yu for a few days, and he has already been affected like a mother-in-law.Qi Yu never said that there was anything wrong with his behavior. He would only follow behind him, put away all the things he threw away, and wipe all the things he used. Even the bowls he washed, Qi Yu Yu would also stealthily wash it again—this was something he found out by accident.Fortunately, every time he finished washing the dishes seriously, Qi Yu would still say thank you to him, hypocrisy!

Lu Zhuonian recalled the grievances of the past few days, and he couldn't help feeling a little resentful.He washed his hands in resentment, sat down on the dining table in resentment, and then saw the noodles being served for a moment, as if he was soothed, his restless heart immediately ironed out.

It should be said that although Qi Yu has a lot of problems, his cooking skills really have nothing to say.Look at the thick white soup of this noodle, which is delicious and tangy, making your index finger move.

"Boiled in fish soup?" Lu Zhuonian asked.

"Yeah." Qi Yu sat across from him, and said politely, "I thought you ate outside, so I made it simple."

Lu Zhuonian had already taken a big mouthful of noodles, the noodles were full of fish soup, refreshing and chewy, with endless aftertaste, he couldn't help saying: "Instant noodles are called simple, this is not simple anymore."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head, and saw Qi Yu sitting with his back straight, eyes half down, taking small sips of soup from a spoon, thinking of what Wei Lingfeng said, it gave him a sense of sadness and loneliness.If he hadn't come back, he would be sitting here alone, just like this, sipping and eating the bowl of fish noodle soup in front of him quietly and politely.Even eating noodles at his own home is so meticulous, it is impossible to imagine what kind of posture he will be in when he is in such a mess.