Not long after, Meng Zhaohua also came in. Seeing Qiao Shiyu dressed so casually and making dumplings, she said, "What can I do?"
Qiao Shiyu tilted her head. "Oh, no need. I'll finish wrapping it in a moment. And—"
Qiao Shiyu took a casual glance and saw the blue and red marks on Meng Zhaohua's neck.
She understood, she knew exactly what this was.
It must have been last night.
Qiao Shiyu's heart was beating very fast. "Also, you and Mr. Jiang, what kind of dumplings do you like? The fillings I have now are because my boyfriend likes them, so I made them according to his style. What do you want to eat?"
Meng Zhaohua was quite satisfied with Qiao Shiyu's words. "Do you have a boyfriend?"
Moreover, Qiao Shiyu also saw the kiss marks on her neck.
Meng Zhaohua thought, if Qiao Shiyu really had any feelings for Yanyuan, how exciting would it be to see the kiss mark on her neck?
However, Qiao Shiyu acted very calm, as if she hadn't seen anything.
Qiao Shiyu kneaded the dough in her hands, "Yeah. He's coming tonight, and I didn't know you were coming. My dad hasn't told me yet."
"I'll ask him when I get out." Meng Zhaohua said.
Then it happened.
When they got to the living room, Meng Zhaohua said, "Yanyuan, Xiao Qiao asked you what kind of dumplings you like. Now it's shrimp, which is my boyfriend's taste. She asked you what you like to eat. It doesn't matter to me, I like them all."
When Jiang Yanyuan heard the word "boyfriend", he felt very uncomfortable.
He said with a forced smile again, "Tell her I like to eat frozen tofu and eggs."
"You're putting it in a difficult position. Frozen tofu is hard to find." After saying this, Meng Zhaohua returned to the kitchen.
Qiao Shiyu's house is not small, and the range hood is buzzing. Most of the dishes have been cooked, and there is only one soup left, pork ribs and corn, stewing in the pot.
"Yanyuan likes to eat frozen tofu and eggs." said Meng Zhaohua.
Qiao Shiyu said "hmm" absentmindedly, then opened the refrigerator, took out a piece of frozen tofu from the bottom layer, and soaked it in hot water.
Meng Zhaohua was stunned. "Do you freeze tofu every day?"
"Well, my family was poor when I was a child. Every winter, my mother liked to hang tofu outside to freeze it. I like to eat frozen tofu, and it tastes good when fried or used to make dumplings. Later, when I lived with my father, I often froze it too." As she spoke, Qiao Shiyu began to chop black fungus and fry eggs in one go.
"Your mother?" Meng Zhaohua asked.
"Yes, he died a long time ago."
"I'm sorry. Then why didn't your mother freeze the tofu in the refrigerator?" Meng Zhaohua asked again.
Qiao Shiyu paused as she mixed the stuffing. Back then, they couldn't even afford to fix a leak in their house, so how could they afford to buy a refrigerator? Besides, she lived in a mountainous area, where few families had refrigerators.
Qiao Shiyu didn't say anything and started making dumplings.
Seeing that she really couldn't help, Meng Zhaohua left.
The door rang again, Qiao Zhengye opened the door, and Guo Dingye arrived. He was the protagonist of tonight.
He also bought a lot of things for Qiao Zhengye and asked, "Who is this?"
"My old friend, do you mind if we spend the evening together tonight?" Qiao Zhengye asked again.
"I don't mind. It's more fun with more people. Where's Xiao Qiao?" Guo Dingyue said.
"In the kitchen."
Jiang Yanyuan kept his eyes fixed on the figure of this "boyfriend", with an indescribable feeling in his heart.
Guo Dingye opened the sliding door of the kitchen. Qiao Shiyu didn't see that the dumplings had already been wrapped. She placed her hands on the edge of the basin, lost in thought.
"What are you thinking about?" Guo Dingyue asked.
Qiao Shiyu came back to her senses, "I wasn't thinking about anything. I was just wondering why this dish wasn't good."
Qiao Shiyu turned around.
"If you are unhappy about something, tell me. I didn't expect you to be so capable." Guo Dingye looked at everything neatly arranged in the kitchen, the dishes that looked good, and the dumplings that looked very appetizing.
Qiao Shiyu smiled and said, "These dumplings are filled with shrimp, and the ones I just made are for the man outside."
"Which one?" Guo Dingyue asked.
"It's the man outside." Qiao Shiyu said again.
"Mr. Jiang?"
"Okay. The food is ready, you can eat now. I'll continue to cook dumplings for you." Qiao Shiyu said.
She brought the dishes to the table one by one and turned off the range hood. She could hear a voice coming from the table, "Why isn't Xiao Qiao coming to eat?"
It was Guo Dingye's voice.
"She'll come over as soon as she finishes making the dumplings."
"Do you have any tea leaves?" Qiao Shiyu almost dropped the colander in her hand. It was Jiang Yanyuan's.
She couldn't understand. It was already evening. What kind of tea was he drinking? Wasn't he afraid that he wouldn't be able to sleep?
"In the kitchen, I'm waiting." said Qiao Zhengye.
"No need. I can do it myself." Jiang Yanyuan said.
"I'll tell Qiao Qiao." Qiao Zhengye shouted into the kitchen, "Qiao Qiao, get some tea for Yanyuan."
Qiao Shiyu looked up at her own wall cabinet, on the upper level.
Qiao Shiyu couldn't reach it because they rarely drank tea at home, so it was kept on the shelf.
Jiang Yanyuan came in.
"The kitchen is in the wall cabinet. I'll get it for you." Qiao Shiyu said as she tried to get a stool from the kitchen balcony.
"No need." Jiang Yanyuan stood behind Qiao Shiyu, opened the wall cabinet and took out the tea.
He is indeed much taller than her.
"There's no hot water. I'll boil it for you." Qiao Shiyu said. She hurriedly found a teacup for Jiang Yanyuan, brewed some tea leaves, and boiled water. "It will be quick. Wait a minute. Go back first, and I'll bring it to you later."
From beginning to end, Qiao Shiyu never looked at Jiang Yanyuan.
"No thanks. I'll wait here."
Qiao Shiyu stood in front of the stove. The pot was boiling. She used a colander to scoop it out, and the hot steam hit her face.
The kettle behind me was making a loud noise.
Jiang Yanyuan stood by and looked at Qiao Shiyu.
This kind of fireworks smell suddenly makes me feel very warm.
Suddenly it felt very far away.
The dumplings are ready and the water is boiling.
Qiao Shiyu took out the dumplings first, "Your frozen tofu filling."
Then she made tea for Jiang Yanyuan.
"Is the person outside your boyfriend?" Jiang Yanyuan asked.
"Yeah. Pretty good, right?" Qiao Shiyu smiled.
She seemed to really think Guo Dingye was good, so she asked this.
"I don't think so." After saying that, Jiang Yanyuan went out with his dumplings and tea.
Qiao Shiyu also ate at the table.
While eating, she kept her head down and only heard Jiang Yanyuan and Guo Dingye talking.
Men always have a lot to talk about.
Meng Zhaohua is very happy tonight.
After dinner, it was Qiao Shiyu's job to clean up the table.
Qiao Zhengye walked them out the door and chatted with Jiang Yanyuan, "Yanyuan, how was your meal tonight?"
"It's pretty good. Not bad." Jiang Yanyuan said.
Jiang Jingqi's cooking is already that of a first-class chef, and he believes that his cooking is much better than Qiao Shiyu's.
But he didn’t mention the dumplings Qiao Shiyu made for him, because he would remember them in his heart for the rest of his life, they were very warm and cozy.
He had only seen Qiao Shiyu's sarcastic side, and this warm, down-to-earth atmosphere was so alluring.
"I guess your father must be upset after hearing this," Qiao Zhengye said again.
Jiang Yanyuan felt that there was something more to Qiao Zhengye's words.
Does Qiao Zhengye want Jiang Yanyuan to tell Jiang Jingqi something?
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