Something went wrong in the kitchen, the gas stove couldn't be turned on, and the half-stewed chestnut-roasted corn was about to cool down.
The taste of the soup changes as soon as it cools. Mother Lu is a person who strives for perfection. She didn't want her daughter's boyfriend to leave a bad impression on her cooking skills. In a hurry, she looked for a lighter everywhere.
Lu Yan was also busy looking for her mother, but after searching for a long time to no avail, she brought in Jiang Chengyi instead.
He took off his suit, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and found a lighter out of nowhere. As soon as he approached, he lit the gas stove. The light blue flame was holding the silver pot, which instantly cheered Mother Lu.
She smiled and said to Jiang Chengyi: "Xiao Jiang, wait outside for a while, I will ask Yanyan to help me cut two vegetables, just stir-fry them in the pot, and the meal will be ready soon."
Jiang Chengyi had already walked to the door, and when he heard the sound of chopping vegetables, he stopped and looked back at Lu Yan.
The green ones are cucumbers and green peppers, and the white ones are her fingers. The sharp blade is so close to her thin white fingers that it can make a hole at any time.
The more he looked at it, the more hanging he felt. He couldn't help but walk back and whispered to Lu Yan, "Get out of the way."
Cut the cucumbers and green peppers straight, put them aside for Mother Lu in a low-key manner, then glanced at Lu Yan and went out.
Half an hour later, Lu Yan came out to set the dishes, and Mother Lu brought out the steaming four dishes and two soups.
In the living room, Jiang Chengyi had already sorted everything he brought with him.
The little dog Doudou wagged his tail and ran around the running air purifier. There was a big guy with a square head and a square brain at home. Not only was he not afraid, but he was also happy to wag his tail and surrounded him. After turning twice, he stopped and used his wet black nose to lean towards the air inlet.
Jiang Chengyi was about to drag it back by dragging its tail, and when he heard the movement from Mother Lu, he immediately changed it to a "kind" stroking.
Lu Yan pretended not to see it, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.
Pack.
When setting the table and chopsticks, I remembered Jiang Chengyi's stance in high school, how could he look "kind, respectful, thrifty" at all. Another time, a student from a neighboring school followed her. After the game between the two schools, he threw the basketball in his hand aside, grabbed the opponent's collar, and slammed it down with a punch, causing an uproar.
But Mother Lu was obviously ignorant of all of this. When eating, she deliberately filled a bowl of Huang Chengcheng's chicken soup and put it in front of Jiang Chengyi. When persuading the dish, the smile on her face deepened a bit more than when Jiang Chengyi first entered the door.
The meal was pleasant and happy. When the two left, Mother Lu emphasized repeatedly: "If you have time to come over next week, make a phone call in advance, and auntie will cook some special dishes for you to eat."
back home.
As soon as Jiang Chengyi entered the door, he tore off his tie, took off his suit, threw it aside, and slumped on the sofa: "Lu Yan, I'm thirsty, I need some water."
Mother-in-law is really the most unflattering type of person in the world, and she is more tired than handling cases.
This person... As soon as he got home, his true nature was revealed, and she understood how hard he was "pretending" just now. She put down her bag, brought two glasses of water, and handed him one of them, her eyes sparkling: "Look at your performance today. , I forgive you for bullying Doudou."
Jiang Chengyi drank it all in one gulp and denied: "When did I bully Doudou? I love small animals the most."
Seeing Lu Yan pouting, he took her into his arms and asked her, "Your mother, I've passed the test."
His eyes were darker and brighter than usual, and his voice was deep and confident.
Lu Yan touched his button and deliberately teased him: "What do you think? I don't know anything."
He clearly knew what he had in mind, but he wanted to ask her, not just to coax her to praise him.
Smiling and pushing him away.
When she took out the notebook from the room, Jiang Chengyi was already lying down on the sofa, with one arm in front of his eyes, pretending to fall asleep, when he heard her come over, he asked, "Are you going to sleep? I have to go to the bureau in the afternoon, Squint for a while, wait for you to call me."
Since he entered this line of work, day and night have been a common occurrence, and he has long been accustomed to making up for sleep anytime, anywhere.
Lu Yan put the suit over his body for him. Seeing that his eyes and eyebrows were blocked by his own arms, only his lips were exposed, so he leaned over and pecked lightly on his lips, and said with a smile, "I don't sleep. "
Jiang Chengyi took his arms away: "Don't you like to take a nap when you are studying?"
I remember passing by the sixth class at noon at that time, and he bumped into it several times. She was lying on the table, blushing, saliva hanging on her cheeks, and she slept very soundly.