Ye Jiaying rolled her eyes and he sent her off.
However, Ye's mother asked Ye's father to pick her up early on the seventh day of the New Year.
I finally coaxed him into being okay, he won’t get angry again because of this, right?
this…
Seeing her like this, Gu Qinglin knew what she was thinking.
She hasn't told her parents that they are dating yet, so it wouldn't be good if he showed up without warning.
Although he felt uncomfortable, he also wanted to meet her parents for the first time in a formal way.
"I also sent you here."
Ye Jiaying smiled and leaned forward to kiss his face.
"Old Gu, you're the best. I love you so much, muahmuh."
Seeing her like this, Gu Qinglin felt both sad and sweet in his heart, but he couldn't do anything about her.
Just be quiet and let her kiss you.
After she finished acting coquettishly and her kisses covered his face with saliva, he took out a handkerchief to wipe it and cleared his throat.
"Your brother's girlfriend is coming over the day after tomorrow, so the wedding date is coming soon, right? We'll be next, right?"
"That's how it should be."
Ye Jiaying blinked her big eyes and gave an answer that could be used for both offense and defense.
It turned out that he was waiting for her here.
Lao Gu is really too cunning and knows how to grasp the key points.
"Um."
Unexpectedly, he did not ask any further questions. He just nodded, showed a satisfied smile, started the car, and returned to Beijing.
The words Ye Jiaying had prepared for the rest of her sentence got stuck in her throat and almost choked her to death.
…
It was already past four in the afternoon when the two returned to Beijing.
Gu Qinglin drove the car directly to the gate of Ye Jiaying's courtyard house, turned off the engine and parked the car, then turned to Ye Jiaying.
"I brought some food. Is your stove usable? I'll cook for you."
"It's OK. The seasonings are all there, but there's no vegetable."
Ye Jiaying cooked when she lived here, and she had all the necessary supplies, including oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.
"Okay, let's go."
After getting out of the car, he opened the trunk and took out a large bag, which was bulging and no one knew what was inside.
Ye Jiaying was a little surprised. They had always eaten out since they started dating, and Gu Qinglin had never said that he could cook.
He also brought his own ingredients to cook for himself.
What an excellent little cutie this is.
Gu Qinglin saw her staring at him with sparkling eyes, and his own eyes were also full of smiles.
She will definitely like what he brought.
After a short rest, the two went to the kitchen.
Gu Qinglin opened the large package he brought, revealing the true appearance of the items inside.
Wow, they’re all food.
The lunch boxes were neatly arranged in the bundle.
Gu Qinglin took out all the boxes from the bag, placed them on the kitchen counter, and opened them one by one.
When the lunch box was opened, there was a lot of food, including braised meat, fried meatballs, processed seafood, marinated meat, chopped vegetables, onions, ginger, garlic, and star anise.
In addition to cooking supplies, he also brought a large jar of fried sauce.
Jingshi Zhajiangmian has always been famous.
Ye Jiaying thinks that the most delicious and authentic noodles with soybean paste are not made by the so-called century-old noodle shops, but by the local people in Beijing who fry the soybean paste themselves.
Ye Jiaying used to love eating noodles with soybean sauce, and her grandmother and great-grandmother would make soybean sauce for her every year.
In the summer when it’s too hot to eat, I’ll have a bowl of noodles with soybean paste.
Even if you don’t want to eat in winter, you can have a bowl of hot noodles with soybean paste.
She never gets tired of eating it.
Seeing the big jar of fried sauce, he happily took it in his hand and looked at Gu Qinglin.
"Wow, did you do this yourself?"
Now I realize that this skill of his is wasted.
Gu Qinglin shook his head.
"This is what my grandma made during the Chinese New Year. I asked her to make some extra for you to try."
"Your grandma made these, so what about today's stuff?"
She pointed to the full boxes on the table. Could it be that he asked Grandma Gu to pack them and bring them over?
Then she would be too embarrassed.
"Except for this fried sauce, I made everything myself."
Gu Qinglin said as he neatly sorted and put the vegetables in order.
"That's awesome, Lao Gu. I'll help you today."
Wow, a beautiful lady cooks for herself, she is really amazing.
Ye Jiaying is a rubbish at cooking.
Her cooking skills are limited to making porridge.
She is not good at anything that requires frying, deep-frying, stir-frying or stewing.
In modern times, people have everything they want without having to worry about cooking, so she didn't learn how to cook.
There is no need for that when she comes here. Mother Ye rarely lets her into the kitchen. Ye Xiaomei is the one who makes the fire, so she might just go into the kitchen to serve some dishes.
Now, when it comes to helping out, there’s actually not much for her to do.
The things Gu Qinglin prepared were all semi-finished products. They had been prepared at home before he came, and had even been cut. Now all he had to do was pour the vegetables into the pan and stir-fry them.
She couldn't light a fire for him because she didn't know how to use a clay stove, so she used a gas stove after moving in.
Gu Qinglin prepared all the dishes and went to wash the pot.
Ye Jiaying finally found a job, she said quickly.
"I'll do it. I'll wash the pot."
As she spoke, she went to take the pot from his hand. Gu Qinglin turned around gently and avoided her hand.
"I'll wash it, and you help me find the seasoning."
Grandma said that girls’ hands are delicate and should be kept away from water.
But as a scientist, his hands are more delicate.
Ye Jiaying didn't think much about it and turned around to get the seasoning.
"good."
She put away the kitchen items before leaving.
After taking out the things, Gu Qinglin also washed the pot, looked at his watch, and started cooking.
While waiting for the pot to heat up, he asked Ye Jiaying.
"Would you like rice or noodles?"
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