Chapter 1053: Seeing through but not telling
When Mrs. Gao heard the old man's cold voice, she looked up. She didn't get angry with the man who was glaring at her. Instead, she said in a very pleasant tone, "Old man, you're back?"
"Um."
Mr. Gao put his hands behind his back and walked over in a very stylish manner.
Old Mrs. Gao stood up, took the big cotton-padded jacket he had taken off, hung it on the hanger, and asked, "Who sent you back?"
Mr. Gao took off his cotton coat, feeling relaxed, and moved his arms. He replied, "Xiao Liu sent a driver to take me to the door."
Mr. Gao sat on the sofa and sniffed his nose. A smell of broth drifted into his nose. He looked towards the kitchen and asked, "Why does it smell so good?
It's not a festival, why are you stewing meat?"
Old Mrs. Gao came over and sat in front of him, smiling broadly, and said mysteriously, "My daughter-in-law is here."
"Jingyue is here?"
Mr. Gao's double standards were natural, "Then we have to make something delicious."
Old Lady Gao continued, "When Jingyue came, she bought a lot of vegetables, saying that she wanted to improve our lives."
"This child is quite thoughtful."
The corners of Mr. Gao's mouth curled up, and he was quite satisfied with his daughter-in-law.
Mrs. Gao pondered for a while and asked worriedly, "Old man, do you think that our life is too hard and the children can't stand it?
After you marry your daughter-in-law, you have to improve your food. You can’t always save money and donate it. You have to take care of your family first.”
"What's wrong with the food?
Think about how many children in mountainous areas cannot afford to go to school, and don’t just think about eating.”
The old man spoke sternly, and Mrs. Gao explained in a low voice, "I just want... young people need nutrition, don't let the children suffer in our house."
"You can do whatever you want, take your share and don't try to take my pension."
No one knew that for so many years, Mr. Gao would donate half of his pension every month to the Hope Project.
The other half will be saved for my son to marry.
Only the old couple knew about this matter. The old lady knew her husband's temper and principles very well, so she didn't dare say anything more.
"Where's Jingyue, in Xiaozheng's room?"
Mr. Gao looked at the old lady and asked.
The old lady pointed in the direction of the kitchen and said, "No, she's cooking in the kitchen."
"This child can handle both the living room and the kitchen."
………
Gao Zheng followed Tang Jingyue in the kitchen. The aunt at home felt that Gao Zheng's aura was too strong, so she felt a little restrained when doing her work.
She was very puzzled. Was Gao Zheng afraid that his girlfriend would burn down the kitchen or something?
It's just cooking a dish. Does a Buddha as big as him need to come to the kitchen to supervise in person?
Tang Jingyue beat the eggs and clumsily cut the tomatoes. She turned around and saw Gao Zheng still leaning against the kitchen door. She suddenly became nervous.
She looked at Gao Zheng and urged him to leave. "Get out first."
Gao Zheng was fascinated by Tang Jingyue clumsily cutting vegetables. When he heard her voice, he looked up and asked, "Hmm?"
"Get out now, you're taking up too much space."
Tang Jing unceremoniously drove them away again.
Gao Zheng raised his lips and reached out to touch her head, his tone full of pampering and indulgence, "Be careful, if you can't do it, don't do it."
There were people watching in the kitchen. Tang Jingyue dodged his hand uncomfortably and said, "Get out now."
At this moment, the nanny who was peeling garlic was so shocked that her eyes almost popped out. She didn't expect that the little leader, who was usually serious and had a strong aura, would actually touch a girl's head.
And, that voice...
If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really wouldn't have believed that it came from Gao Zheng's mouth.
Gao Zheng left the kitchen, and Tang Jingyue instantly felt at ease. She poured oil into the wok and prepared to cook.
When Mr. Gao saw his son coming out of the kitchen with a frivolous smile on his face, he looked dignified and coughed heavily.
"Dad, you're back?"
Gao Zheng saw the old man and greeted him in a calm tone.
Mr. Gao gave him a look of disdain and started to scold him, "Why are you in the kitchen?
Can you cook or something?"
Gao Zheng didn't care about the old man's sarcasm at all, "Dad, are you in a bad mood?
Such an aggressive tone!"
Old Mrs. Gao came to the rescue, "Your father was very upset when he heard Jingyue was here."
Grandpa Gao looked at Gao Zheng at this time, and thought of the question that had been on his mind for a long time. He wanted to ask him, and his lips moved, but the atmosphere at home was so tense at the moment, he finally sighed in his heart and swallowed it back.
Gao Zheng called Gao Lan, hoping that she could come back early so that the family could have a meal together.
Unfortunately, Gao Lan is still working overtime and will be back late.
After a while, the sumptuous meal was served and the family moved to the dining room.
As soon as Gao Zheng landed, his eyes fell on the dish of scrambled eggs with tomatoes on the table. The dish didn't look very good, with the eggs having changed color.
Tang Jingyue sat next to him, her eyes flickering. She didn't dare to look at Gao Zheng, nor did she want to admit that she had ever been a chef.
It's so embarrassing.
I didn't get the heat right and the eggs were almost burnt.
.
"Jingyue, you've worked hard all day, and you're still busy in the kitchen."
Tang Jingyue didn't "invite" at all, and was very humble and polite, "I just helped out."
Well, let's just assume that it was cooked by my aunt. As long as Gao Zheng doesn't expose it, the Gao family's elders shouldn't know about her masterpiece.
Gao Zheng held back his smile and handed her the chopsticks.
"Eat quickly."
He moved the braised fish plate to the side, "Dad, Mom, eat more fish."
Then, he brought the plate of ugly scrambled eggs with tomatoes to himself.
Tang Jingyue saw his actions and swallowed nervously.
After he tastes it, he won’t really regret it, right?
She just watched as Gao Zheng impatiently picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and put it in his mouth.
Tang Jingyue carefully observed Gao Zheng's reaction after tasting it.
Will it taste bad?
However, Gao Zheng ate with gusto and soon picked up another piece with chopsticks.
It looks like it tastes very good.
Tang Jingyue finally felt relieved and lowered her head to eat.
You can’t judge a book by its cover, and the same goes for food.
Mrs. Gao noticed that her son Tian had a special liking for a plate of vegetarian dishes, so she considerately picked up some fish for him and said, "Xiao Zheng, why don't you eat other dishes?
Only eat scrambled eggs with tomatoes. Didn’t you never eat tomatoes before? "
Since he was a child, he has disliked fried tomatoes because they are too sour and refuses to eat them.
Oh my god, this is……
Gao Zheng replied while eating, "Mom, you remembered it wrong."
Old Mrs. Gao: “…”
She looked at her son and said angrily, "You little bastard, I'm not demented, how could I remember this wrongly?"
"The taste has changed. I'll like it from now on."
Gao Zheng finished speaking and continued eating.
Old Master Gao looked at the plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and black soup, then glanced at Tang Jingyue who was eating rice with her head down. A look of understanding flashed across his wise eyes.
See through but don’t speak out.
Xiao Liu’s cooking skills are not that bad.
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