Chapter 1225： Someone lost his wife (1/2)
Yangzhou fried rice, Pang Yuejing has seen his father make it, and it has all the flavors and flavors and is very delicious.
But she never did it herself.
This meal is easy to eat, looks simple, and should be easy to prepare. This is Pang Yuejing's inner thought.
But this is how it works.
”Xiao Hou, I knocked the eggshell in, you can help me pick it out!”
Xiao Hou: ...
”Xiao Hou, add oil or salt first!”
Xiao Hou: ...
”Ah, ah, burnt, Xiao Hou, splash water!”
Xiao Hou: ...
So finally Yangzhou fried rice served on the table, scorched black.
Xiao Hou was silent.
Pang Yuejing was silent.
Ren Po glanced at the two, and immediately hit the round road, ”I guess the girl is doing it for the first time, it is inevitable that there will be a problem. It is already very good to be able to cook it.
Pang Yuejing, who was very disappointed and ashamed, heard Ren Po's relief and looked at her with tears in her eyes, ”Really?”
This pitiful look was really distressing. Ren Po was immediately subdued by her cute appearance and nodded again and again.
Xiao Hou on the side could not help but said that the loving mother was more defeated, and the situation in front of him was almost the same!
The rest of the dishes, Ren Po started on their own, kicked both out and let them play on their own.
Out of the kitchen, Xiao Hou thought about it and took her to the yard.
Because of the heavy rain last night, the cool breeze is not very hot today.
After arriving at the yard, Pang Yuejing realized that there is no cave sky here, because the sky was too dark last night and I didn't see clearly.
At this point, looking at it, a lot of wooden frames were set up, with vines twined around, green leaves and scallions, bunches of grapes hanging from the bunch, still hanging against the wind, like naughty children , Swinging on a swing.
When she looked at this tiny cyan grape bunch, she felt sore back.
Yu Guang glanced at her strangely tangled complexion, Xiao Hou explained lightly, ”I'm not mature yet, and I'll be familiar by August and September.”
He paused, set aside his eyes, and fell elsewhere, uncomfortably idiomatic, ”At that time, I can take you to taste,”
Hearing this, Pang Yuejing's eyes brightened, and she looked around. In a group, they would eat a bunch and eat a bunch.
She rushed to her throat to say something, but suddenly she was stopped by a dumb hole.
August or September?
By the time the grapes are ripe, she may not be here.
She couldn't make such a promise she knew she couldn't do.
Her silence made Xiao Hou turn to look at her.
In the green shade, she stood on her side, slightly raised her head, and the sun penetrated through the gaps in the leaves and shone on her face. On her shoulders and body, the aperture was too bright to see the expression on her face, but she was enveloped in the halo , Giving a touch of sadness.
He froze for a moment, feeling inexplicable.
But at this moment, she suddenly turned her head, turned her back to the sun, and smiled brightly at him, ”I teach you how to twist the grapes?”
Xiao Hou didn't hear what she said, only that the person in front of his eyes, the corners of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were all brighter than the sun, making him unable to look away for a moment.
In the warm summer sun, in the breeze, he heard her clear voice passing through the cool wind and moving around.
”You listen well, I started.”
”Green grapes, purple grapes,
Green grapes are not purple grapes,
Eating grapes did not spit grape skins,