This dinner took a long time to prepare.
The process of making sauerkraut pork is not complicated, but it is time-consuming.
Fortunately, Aunt Thirteen's house has two stoves, and Yang Fan's kitchen also has a pot that has not been used for several months.
Two stoves and two pots were used at the same time, so that Guoguo and Liu Qianqian in the living room did not go hungry for too long.
Although there is a lot of fat in the braised pork, it has been fried by Yang Fan until it is soft but not greasy, and not fat before being served.
Guoguo, who almost never eats fatty meat, was able to eat a big piece of it. Not to mention Liu Qianqian, who ate the first two pieces like candies, with relish, and didn't even need sauerkraut to relieve the greasiness.
"Delicious! I underestimated you. I didn't expect that you can cook delicious food and have decent work ability too." After eating a few pieces of meat, Liu Qianqian praised Yang Fan.
Before Yang Fan could speak, Aunt Thirteen said, "That's right. Before marriage, you can find all kinds of shortcomings in each other, but after marriage, you must remember to pay more attention to each other's strengths. Only in this way can the marriage last long and happy."
Liu Qianqian lowered her head to eat, why did they talk about marriage again
Yang Fan wanted to agree with Aunt Thirteen's words, but in the end he didn't say anything.
The Thirteenth Aunt he had just met was well-educated, dignified, graceful, and had the demeanor of an elder. Her words were convincing.
But after such a long period of contact, Yang Fan no longer had any admiration for Aunt Thirteen.
I don't want to say anything, you're just a little girl.
Time will tell and I can’t pretend any longer.
Because the weather is getting cooler, people need to store fat for the winter, so they don’t walk their dogs often and instead walk their dogs at home.
Last night Guoguo took on the heavy responsibility of playing with the golden retriever and Gungun. He was so tired that he fell asleep on the sofa early.
After Aunt Thirteen discovered this, she asked her tentatively, "Is the battery out?"
Guoguo fell asleep, so of course he didn't respond.
So, Aunt Thirteen ate snacks with one hand and picked up Guoguo, who was sleeping with his limbs drooping, with the other hand and carried him back to the room.
Yang Fan, who was standing by, was stunned.
Guoguo didn't react at all and was just carried back to her room by her mother and thrown on the bed to charge.
"Qianqian, if you can't finish the braised pork, bring some back to your mother later." When the meal was almost over, Aunt Thirteen pointed at the plate of braised pork on the table and said to Liu Qianqian.
"Ah? Can I still pack it up?" Liu Qianqian was a little excited.
Seeing a small hand reaching into his bowl and taking away the food inside, Yang Fan raised his head and said, "No!"
Why
You eat it often, but you don’t like it.
Liu Qianqian wanted to quarrel, but she held back.
The meal was cooked by Yang Fan, and he is not her real boyfriend, so she has no right to have a quarrel with him.
"Qianqian's mother also likes to eat braised pork with pork, so bring some back for her." Aunt Thirteen said to Yang Fan in a negotiating tone.
Just after putting a piece of vegetable in the bowl and before eating it, a small hand reached out to grab it. Yang Fan opened his mouth and said, "The best taste of pickled cabbage and pork is the first ten minutes after it is served. If you pack it up and reheat it at home, the taste will not be good. If Fifth Aunt likes it, you can come over next time and I will make another portion."
Liu Qianqian was in a daze.
Aren't you afraid of meeting my mother
I'm scared!
Thirteenth Aunt said happily, "Yes, yes, when Fifth Sister is not busy, I will ask her to find time to come over and have dinner together. She is a busy person, unlike me, who works from nine to five and has an idle job."
"Isn't this bad?" Liu Qianqian looked at Yang Fan, her tone not as strong as before: "Are you going to meet your parents now? I'm not ready yet."
Thirteenth Aunt blamed: "It's Xiaofan who is meeting your mother, not you who are meeting Xiaofan's parents. What are you preparing for?"
Yang Fan finally realized that the road was getting darker and darker, and quickly added: "Well, I was too impatient. How can you not date for three to five years before meeting your parents? I was too abrupt."
Liu Qianqian immediately climbed up the pole: "Yeah, it's been less than two months and you want to see my mother. You think it's a nice thing."
Thirteenth Aunt hurriedly tried to adjust: "Qianqian, how can you say that? Two months is not a short time. Did you know that in ancient times, many women did not see their husbands for the first time until their skulls were opened on the day of their wedding... No, the veil was opened."
"Aunt Thirteen, you are also a new-age woman. Don't use traditional bad habits to restrain us new-age women. It's a great time and a great world, and I haven't seen enough of it. You don't care about my feelings and just want me to get married now." Liu Qianqian said aggrievedly.
Do girls nowadays yearn for the outside world so much
Yang Fan sighed, "I remember the early years when everyone was sincere and sincere. What they said meant what they meant. In the early morning at the train station, the long street was dark and empty, and the small soy milk shop was steaming. In the past, the carriages were slow, letters were far away, and a lifetime was only enough to love one person. In the past, locks were also beautiful, and the keys were exquisite and stylish. If you locked the door, people would understand."
Aunt Thirteen and Liu Qianqian were stunned when they heard this.
It seems very beautiful, but when I think about it carefully, I can’t remember what it is exactly.
"What do you mean?" Liu Qianqian asked.
Aunt Thirteen also widened her eyes, like a girl who was extremely eager for knowledge.
"Love is an act of genius and has long been lost," said Yang Fan.
"You're being mysterious. My sister likes your tricks, but I don't." Liu Qianqian put down the bowl quickly: "I'm full."
After saying that, he wanted to get up and leave the table.
"You wash the dishes tonight." Yang Fan reminded.
"Would you be willing to let such beautiful hands of mine get dirty?" Liu Qianqian spread out her hands. Her ten fingers were white, tender, slender and long, and really looked very nice.
"I have natural rubber gloves that won't get wet." Yang Fan said, you are not my girlfriend, why should I feel sorry for your fingers getting wet
"Qianqian, it's your turn to wash." Aunt Thirteen said.
Yang Fan cooked the meal, so it was not his job to wash the dishes.
"Okay." Liu Qianqian began to miss her sister again.
My sister is at home, and she does all these things.
Liu Qianqian could only chat with her at the side, but fortunately the aunt who cooked was also responsible for washing the dishes, a job that not many of the Liu family members did.
"Wash the dishes well. I have a friend who is very good at writing stories. I will ask him for a script to show you later. I think the story he wrote is quite suitable for filming." Yang Fan said to Liu Qianqian.
He has been busy with the "Lucky 52" program recently. The question bank, which is the core of the program, has been a headache for Yang Fan, so much so that he has no time to write the script.
Now that things are almost stable, I can squeeze out some time to work on the script.
"Your friend?" Liu Qianqian asked doubtfully, "Isn't it your friend who wrote the song?"
"No, the other one." Yang Fan said.
"Okay." Liu Qianqian didn't take it too seriously.
I hope he’s not the friend who wrote the song. If my sister knew, she would probably fall even deeper.
Regardless of the quality, being able to write stories and scripts is a skill and a shining point.
Liu Qianqian doesn't believe in online dating. Her sister's situation is no different from online dating, and it's even more outrageous.
Not only had they never met, they had never even talked to each other, but they fell in love with each other just because of a piece of singing.
It's unimaginable.