Ying Yanluo came down after changing her clothes. Su Weichu was just coming out of the kitchen with soup. When he saw her coming down, he said, "Wash your hands and eat."
"Oh." Ying Yanluo responded.
Ying Yanluo came out after washing her hands and looked at the four dishes and one soup made by Su Weichu, namely braised pork, sweet and sour pork ribs, fried broad beans with shrimps, spinach with garlic, and pork ribs and corn soup. She swallowed her saliva again in a helpless manner. It's not that she hasn't eaten these dishes before, but she has never heard of anyone cooking for her in such a capacity and under such circumstances.
"What are you looking at?" Su Weichu: "Sit down and eat."
After she sat down as he said, Su Weichu gave her the rice. Ying Yanluo said thank you and did not refuse the rice he handed her because she felt she could finish it.
The first thing Ying Yanluo's chopsticks reached for was the sweet and sour spare ribs. The meat on the ribs was stewed until very tender and was easily picked off. It was soft and crispy, and the soup was sour and sweet. It whetted the appetite after one bite. The soup soaked the crystal clear rice, and Ying Yanluo put a mouthful of rice into his mouth.
Ying Yanluo ate three pieces of spare ribs in a row before turning her chopsticks to the broad beans and shrimps. The broad beans were fragrant and chewy, the shrimps were firm and elastic, the garlic and spinach were delicious with fresh salt and a strong garlic flavor. She once again clearly realized that he not only knew how to cook, but his cooking skills were no worse than those of professional chefs!
For someone who can't cook, Su Weichu's image in Ying Yanluo's mind suddenly became taller.
Ying Yanluo ate so deliciously that she realized after a while that she hadn't said a word since she got the bowl. She glanced at Su Weichu on the ground and saw the smile in his eyes. She felt a little embarrassed for a moment, so she opened her mouth to save the situation, "The food you cook is so delicious."
This was not the first time that Su Weichu had eaten with her. No matter whether it was Western food or private dishes, he had never seen her eat so happily before. Seeing her eating so contentedly, it was the first time that Su Weichu felt a sense of satisfaction that was different from the satisfaction he felt with those friends who ate and drank for free in the past.
"It's delicious, eat more." She is too thin.
Su Weichu recommended, "Try the braised pork."
Ying Yanluo looked at the plate of bright red braised pork and hesitated. In fact, she didn't like eating fatty meat. This braised pork looked very fatty. It was also the only dish among the five dishes that she had not touched.
Su Weichu probably guessed what she was thinking and said, "This meat only looks fat, but it's actually not fat at all when you eat it. If you don't believe me, why don't you try it?"
With his patient persuasion, Ying Yanluo finally picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of meat and fat. Under his encouraging eyes, she took a bite and her eyes lit up instantly. Hmm... It has a slightly sweet taste, fatty but not greasy, mellow flavor and rich juice, crispy, fragrant and glutinous but not greasy, and melts in the mouth!
Su Weichu noticed the change in her eyes and her chewing cheeks, "Did I not lie to you?"
After Ying Yanluo swallowed the braised pork in his mouth, he realized that his actions were similar to coaxing a child. Thinking of this, he felt embarrassed again, and his ears were slightly hot. "You, you eat too."
Su Weichu also noticed the blushing ears and responded to her.
Seeing that he also started to eat seriously, Ying Yanluo secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She was not usually such a greedy person, which was strange.
Finally, Ying Yanluo also drank a bowl of pork ribs and corn soup. The corn kernels were plump and golden in color. They were broken into pieces when chewed, and the soup and juice were full of sweetness in the mouth. This is the most commonly used sweet corn in soup recipes.
After finishing the meal, Ying Yanluo was about to clean up the dishes as she did in the morning, but Su Weichu grabbed her shoulders and pushed her out of the kitchen. "You washed the dishes in the morning, I'll wash them at noon."
Ying Yanluo said, "But you also cooked the breakfast this morning."
"Then can you cook?" Su Weichu asked back.
Ying Yanluo thought for a moment and said, "No."
"That's it."
Ying Yanluo: “…”
When Su Weichu saw her still standing there, his pale face was a little bewildered. He suppressed a smile and said, "If you're really fine, wash the fruit in the refrigerator and eat it after dinner to relieve the greasiness."
When Ying Yanluo heard that she had something to do, she stopped worrying about it, said "hmm", and walked towards the refrigerator.
The refrigerator door opened, and Ying Yanluo was stunned. The refrigerator was full of food, fresh fruits and vegetables, neatly arranged in bright colors, as well as beer and canned food. Ying Yanluo couldn't help but look back at the man who was already wearing rubber dishwashing gloves. He was wearing a dark home suit that was different from usual, warm slippers, and a black waterproof apron tied around his waist. A word suddenly popped up in her mind, "home".
Su Weichu noticed her gaze, looked over, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"… Just." He scanned the refrigerator and saw different kinds of fruits. He immediately asked, "What kind of fruit do you want to eat?"
Su Weichu tilted his head, as if looking at the fruits in the refrigerator, and Ying Yanluo cooperated by slightly turning her body.
"Grapes, what about you?"
"I want to eat grapes too." Ying Yanluo took two bunches of plump and ripe grapes.
The fruit was indeed a good way to relieve the greasiness after the meal, and the two of them ate two bunches of grapes cleanly. After eating, Su Weichu wanted to go upstairs to handle work, while Ying Yanluo wanted to go to the studio to paint, so the two of them went upstairs together.
What Ying Yanluo liked most was the huge floor-to-ceiling window in the studio, because when the sun was shining brightly, the whole studio was warm and comfortable. It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon when she sent the eighty-eighth chapter of "Penglai" to Zhao Ranran, and she wanted to go downstairs to drink some water.
Just as she opened the studio door, she suddenly heard voices coming from downstairs. She stood in the corridor and looked down. She saw Su Weichu and two middle-aged men in work clothes coming in and out. She called him.
Su Weichu looked at her and asked gently, "Did I disturb you?"
Ying Yanluo shook her head quickly. All the rooms in his house were well soundproofed. If she hadn't come out by herself, she really wouldn't have heard the noise downstairs. She walked downstairs, "What are you doing?"
"I ordered a dishwasher and the staff just delivered it to my door."
The staff put the dishwasher in place as Su Weichu requested. Seeing the couple talking, they asked, "Mr. Su, Mrs. Su, would you mind coming over to test it yourself?"
Ying Yanluo quickly looked at the staff member who said this, Su, Mrs. Su
Su Weichu's eyes were clearly filled with smiles. "Okay."
After testing, there was no problem.
Ying Yanluo escorted them out the door. The staff member suddenly thought of something and took out a after-sales business card from his pocket. "Mrs. Su, this is our company's after-sales business card. If you have any questions later, you can call us."
"Thank you, thank you."
…
Su Weichu went to the company as usual on Sunday, and Ying Yanluo took some time to go back to her apartment and moved the painting tools and other things she often used in her studio over. She had not brought them before because she thought there might be no place for them, but now she has a bigger and brighter studio, so naturally she had to move her eating utensils over.
On weekdays, Ying Yanluo should go to work as usual.
During the lunch break, Su Weichu received a call from his mother. His mother and others knew that the two of them had obtained their marriage certificate. As parents, it was impossible for them to do nothing. So, they discussed it with Su's father and planned to have a meal together this weekend if it was convenient.
At 6:30 in the afternoon, Su Weichu still got off work on time.
Xiao Wei sent Su Weichui to the office and came back to continue working. She saw that the two secretaries who had been working like elite ladies when President Su passed by just a second ago now had their personalities collapsed, with envy on their faces and their hands held high.
"Married men are different. Mr. Su always knows to get off work on time."
"Boss Su can't hide the tenderness on his face these days when he's at work, tut tut tut."
"Oh my god, I'm about to cry lemon tears."
"Who said it wasn't? I also want to get off work, and I also want to fall in love!"
Xiao Wei glanced at the two of them and said, "Employees below the 21st floor can basically leave work on time and still have time to date. Otherwise, I will report it to General Manager Su and send you down?"
The two who were originally looking forward to it suddenly sat up seriously, "Workers, working souls, only work can make a breakthrough!"
Are you kidding? Everyone knows that the 21st floor of the Su Group is the top floor of the president's office. If they want to get off the 21st floor, they must die! What's the point of getting off work on time?! What's the point of falling in love! Can falling in love be as fragrant as RMB? Men are nothing! !
Xiao Wei shook his head helplessly. Actually, he was just joking. He had no idea that these two people would cooperate so well. Those who could work on the 21st floor were all interviewed and selected by President Su himself. He did not have the right to dismiss them immediately after giving his feedback.
When Su Weichu arrived home, Ying Yanluo was already there. She was sitting in the living room with a bouquet of flowers on the table, which she was trimming. Perhaps it was the romantic nature of an art student that made her like to buy flowers for her home, living room, dining room and her studio. She placed the flowers in the living room and dining room for appreciation, and in the studio for copying and sketching. She usually changed them every three days.
After hearing the voice, she looked up and said, "You're back."
Su Weichu hung up the key and said, "Well, I'm back."
"I have already steamed the rice."
"Okay, I remember there's still fish in the freezer. Do you want fish soup tonight?"
"Okay, drink."
When Su Weichu was making fish soup, Ying Yanluo came over and suddenly thought of something, "Other people's fish soup is very white, can we make it that white?"
"Okay, I'll beat two eggs in there later."
"egg?"
"Well, cooking the fish soup together with the eggs will make it easier to make it milky white."
Sure enough, when the fish soup was out of the pot, the soup was as white as milk, the fish meat was tender and had a fragrant taste.
Ying Yanluo praised: "Great!"
Seeing that she wanted more soup, he said, "Eat first. If you're full of soup, you won't be able to eat rice soon."
After hearing what he said, Ying Yanluo put down the spoon obediently.
"By the way, I have something to tell you."
"What?"
"It's been a while since we got married. Mom called me at noon and asked if it would be convenient for us to have dinner together this weekend." After that, he added, "As for your family, don't worry. I'll go back with you."
After hearing what he said, Ying Yanluo slowly put down the soup spoon in her hand, smiled softly and said, "No need, I will tell them about this in person." Her eyelashes drooped slightly, and she continued to ask, "...Does the Ying family have to attend the appointment?"
Su Weichu looked at her with a gentle expression, "Of course not, you can invite whoever you want."
Ying Yanluo smiled and nodded at him, "Okay."
After dinner in the evening, the two went into the study and the studio respectively.
Ying Yanluo put down the paintbrush in her hand, picked up the mobile phone beside her and made a call.
Ying Rutian had just returned to the office after a meeting and was explaining the following matters to his secretary when the cell phone on the corner of the table vibrated. When he saw the name flashing on the screen, he remembered that she had never called him since she entered junior high school. So he was more surprised than angry at this moment. After waving his hand to let the secretary go out, he answered the phone.
The secretary was holding a document and preparing to knock on the door when he suddenly heard an angry voice, which made his hand stop in mid-air.
"Ying Yanluo! You are hopeless! I thought you would reflect on yourself after so many days! But you really disappoint me! I tell you! I will not go! If you don't have any sense of propriety and are not afraid of being laughed at, then go alone! I will see if you can afford to lose this person!"