Chapter 349 (1/2)

In this way, a very warm scene was staged here.

Zong Jize is standing in front of the gas stove, while Lu dingning is sitting on one side playing with Zhuo Nuo Dingding.

From time to time, she asked dronodingin to read her a poem and read it out. From time to time, he reached out to poke the round body and let it roll around on the table.

Lu dingning had a good time, but Zong Jize began to have a headache there.

He planned to make sweet and sour ribs for Lu dingning, which she was shouting to eat before, and specially downloaded the method of sweet and sour ribs on the Internet.

It can be said that the steps of online writing are not very difficult, and Zong Jize is quite confident.

But this is the sweet and sour ribs production tutorial that says that the ribs should be boiled first.

So the question is, how much water should be added?

Zong Jize once turned this practice over twice, but he found that there was no mention of how much water to add at all.

Lu dingning, who was playing with Zhuo Nuo Ding Ding, also noticed that there had been no movement in Zong Jize's side for a long time, so he came down from the table and came to Zong Jize.

”What's the matter?”

”This blanching water, also didn't write to add how much water!” In the face of complex computer programming, Zong Jize can deal with it freely, but now he is baffled by a pot of ribs.

”I don't understand either!” Lu dingning awkwardly grabbed the next black hair, said she is a person who knows how to eat.

But Zong Jize has contracted the arduous task of cooking dinner tonight. If she doesn't help, it's a bit unreasonable.

So Lu dingning, who was staring at the pot of meat, gave Zong Jize such advice: ”otherwise, put less water. Anyway, we won't drink this soup tonight! ”

Zong Jize also thinks what Lu dingning said is reasonable.

They are going to have porridge tonight. Rice has been put into the electric cooker.

”Is that all right?” Zong Jize took a small glass of water and poured it in.

But half way down, Lu began to shout: ”OK! That's enough. We're not going to have soup... ”

Then, Zong Jize covered the pot, and then he began to make the eggplant pot that Lu dingning wanted to eat. And Lu dingning began to play with her.

When the smell of burning came, it was too late.

After half a sound, Lu dingning and Zong Jize stood in front of the charred spareribs that were ready to blanch

And, it's like there are rows of crows flying over their heads.

”Er... It seems that there is less water added!” Feeling a little embarrassed, Lu dingning began to make excuses.

But Zong Jize was still staring at the charred ribs. His eyes were bright and dark, which made people wonder what he was thinking.

”Zongshao, we still have an eggplant pot! Don't lose heart... ”

Listening to Lu dingning's persuasion, Zong Jize had to give up the braised spareribs, and then began to work on the eggplant pot she wanted to eat.

Fortunately, the eggplant casserole is not burnt, it's just a little salty.

When Zong Jize brought it to the table, Lu dingning had finished two bowls of porridge neatly.

Very simple dinner, but let Zong Jize's heart warm.

Because, opposite the dining table is Lu dingning

He hopes to live such a simple life every day.

They buy food, cook and eat together

This meal, Lu Ding Ning eat some uneasy.

Just because, when she was eating, Zong Jize, who was sitting on the opposite side, in addition to giving her cloth and vegetables from time to time, looked at her eyes as if they were burning.

At the end of a meal, Lu dingning felt that his face was about to be marked out of a big hole.

”Zongshao, it's time for me to go back!”