When Chen Muyang returned home, it was already dark.
"Honey, why are you back so late?" Song Zhuer said while hugging Chen Muyang's arm.
"I went to shoot a commercial and was busy all afternoon."
"Then you go take a shower first, I'll cook tonight." Song Zhuer said, with an eager look in her big eyes.
"Can you do it? Wife, don't set the kitchen on fire." Chen Muyang asked with some doubt.
"I can do it. Go take a shower, husband." Song Zhuer pushed Chen Muyang upstairs, and then she went to the kitchen.
There was nothing unusual about it. She had learned how to use all kinds of kitchen utensils. But when she was adding seasonings to cooking, she scratched her little head and then put all kinds of seasonings in.
Song Zhuer made three dishes: scrambled eggs with tomatoes, shredded beef with celery, and stir-fried broccoli.
After taking a shower, Chen Muyang washed both of their underwear by hand before going downstairs.
Looking at the three dishes on the table, Chen Muyang's eyes lit up.
You know what, the colors of these three dishes look quite normal.
"Honey, are you done washing? Come and have dinner." Song Zhu'er was holding two bowls of rice and wearing an apron, looking a bit like a cook.
"Wife, I didn't expect you to have some talent. You can do it like that."
Song Zhu'er tilted her head back when she heard this, "Really? Come and try it and see if it tastes good."
Chen Muyang first extended his chopsticks to the broccoli, put it into his mouth and tasted it.
"Mm, delicious."
"Really?" Song Zhuer looked happy.
"Don't eat. I'll make you a nutritious meal later." Chen Muyang blocked Song Zhuer's chopsticks.
"Why? I want to try what I made myself." Song Zhu'er was stunned and didn't understand why she was stopped.
"The first time you cooked for me, of course I ate it all by myself."
"So I'm just going to watch you eat?" Song Zhu'er found it hard to accept.
"I'll make it for you after I finish eating." Chen Muyang directly put the three plates in front of himself.
The main thing is that the broccoli was not blanched, so not only was it not cooked through when stir-fried, it was also very salty.
The scrambled eggs with tomatoes tasted even weirder, with the smell of pepper oil, and was heavy on salt and MSG.
The only dish that was edible was the celery shredded beef, but the beef was not marinated or thickened, so it tasted dry and crumbly.
Song Zhuer stood there without saying a word, pursed her lips, and began to sob.
"Why are you still crying? I'll make it for you right now." Chen Muyang put down his chopsticks and wiped away Song Zhuer's tears.
After Chen Muyang went to the kitchen, she picked up the chopsticks, took a bite, and spit it out.
"Why is it so unpalatable? There was nothing wrong with it when I made it."
It turned out that this was the reason why he didn't let me eat, and then he threw all three dishes into the trash can.
"Husband, am I useless? I can't even cook. My mom is right. Apart from my good looks, I'm good for nothing. Woo woo~ wow~" Song Zhuer walked into the kitchen with tears in her eyes and burst into tears.
"It's well cooked. I love it. Why are you crying?" Chen Muyang put down the kitchen knife, walked over and hugged Song Zhuer.
"You are lying. It doesn't taste good at all. It's so disgusting that I threw it all away." Song Zhuer pursed her lips and hot tears fell.
"Be good, don't cry, wait for me to cook first. I will teach you how to cook when I have time, okay?"
"Yeah." Song Zhu'er nodded, but she felt very aggrieved.
Chen Muyang started cooking and Song Zhuer stood by and watched.
Half an hour later, the two of them started eating again.
"Honey, your cooking is still the best." Song Zhuer said.
"Eat more and don't worry about getting fat."
"Well, I'll wash the dishes later."
......
That night.
The two of them lay in bed.
Song Zhuer snuggled into Chen Muyang's arms.
"Wife, I'm going to Changsha to record Teacher He's program tomorrow. I'll probably be back the day after tomorrow. You're home alone, so let's go out for dinner." Chen Muyang said.
"Well, I know. Grandma is home alone now. How about I go back and keep her company?" Song Zhuer said in a low voice.
"When I come back from the island, we'll go back together."
"good."
"Go to bed. Good night."
"Good night, husband."
The next day.
On the plane to Changsha.
"Are you Chen Muyang?" A girl wearing big sunglasses sitting by the window looked at Chen Muyang and asked.
Chen Muyang was resting with his eyes closed when he heard a pleasant voice beside him.
"I'm Chen Muyang, who are you?"
"Hello, I'm Jing Tian." Jing Tian took off his sunglasses and stretched out a tender little hand.
"Hello, beautiful lady." Chen Muyang smiled and stretched out his hand, lightly shaking his fingertips.
This is the title given to her by her fans, and he also saw it accidentally while browsing Weibo. The reason is that she had very good resources in previous years and collaborated with various big names, but she was not very popular.
"Haha~ These are just random shouts from fans. Don't call me that. Just call me sister." Jing Tian laughed, and two dimples appeared on her lips.
"Okay, Sister Tian."
"Are you going to Changsha to record a show?" Jing Tian asked.
"Yes, Teacher He called and invited me personally. I can't refuse, right? What about you, Sister Tian?"
"I'm going to record the show too. Maybe we'll record the same episode." Jing Tian smiled, like a pool of autumn water.
"That's quite a coincidence."
"When are you going to the island country? I'm planning to go watch the game."
"We plan to go the day after tomorrow, so you can familiarize yourself with the venue a day in advance. If you want to go, I think you should go in advance, otherwise you might not be able to book a hotel."
"It's okay, I've already booked the hotel."
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