Life With You

Even though there are 10,000 unwillingnesses in my heart, but people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads, Song Xi still pouted, and honestly walked to the ingredients, looked through them one by one, there was a blank in his mind about cooking.

I don’t know. I was startled. Song Xiguang opened the bag and recognized the food for ten minutes. George Sheng was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Song Xi halfway out of the kitchen. The probe asked: "Can I cook four dishes?"

George Sheng didn't even pick his eyelids, and Yun calmly replied: "At least ten dishes, weigh and cook by yourself."

Ten dishes! Why not tell her to go out and show him a tree climbing performance?

Song Xi almost went wild in an instant, but George Sheng suddenly raised his head and said lightly: "Your two cats are not very annoying. You can keep them outside."

Song Xi heard that the anger that just came up immediately disappeared, her pink lips opened, and she calmly said, "I try to do it well, but I have limited abilities. If I don't do it well, you should bear it."

"Ok."

Song Xi turned back to the kitchen, and realized that George Sheng was so strange today. Is he in a good mood or not?

I don't know what he is thinking, anyway, he is good to Qixi and Coke, then she must give him face, just do it, anyway, whether it can be another matter.

Putting on her apron and rolling up her sleeves, Song Xi was struggling to get ready for a big fight. However, before this mood lasted for three minutes, she encountered obstacles-she found that the fish was packed in water bags and lived. .

With a big carp the size of a small arm, Song Xi picked up the bag, and it shook its head and tail, frightening her to fill the sink with trembling, tear the bag open, and put the fish in.

Fish can be braised in brown sauce, steamed, sweet and sour, deep-fried... she doesn't know how.

Song Xi thought about it, and boiled a pot of water first. She was not sure what the pot of water was for, anyway, she couldn't be idle.

During this period, she washed all the vegetables again, and each variety was put in a basket separately. At first glance, they were classified into different categories, but it was neat. This may be a common problem of doctors, and she especially likes to classify things.

Standing aside and pondering for a long time, Song Xi clapped her hands gently, and when she got it, let’s make a cold cucumber. She saw Han Chunmeng did it. It was very simple and didn’t need a pot. There were also persimmons on the side, which could be cold persimmons. Cold okra... After sweeping around, she wondered what else could be cold.

George Sheng was in the living room. He watched everything on the TV. Not far away, Qijo was sharing the cross-ethnic happiness with Coke and Qixi. He heard the sound of filming from the direction of the kitchen. , I don't know what she was filming, it took a full ten minutes.

He has seen her cooking, worthy of the four words dark cooking, no need to eat, it will be nauseous for three days at a glance.

Thinking of her scratching her head in the kitchen at the moment, his eyes flashed through mischievous narrowness. If a man does not fight with a woman, he can blunt her without being brazen, but it is too simple to make her feel uncomfortable.

After tossing in the kitchen for a long while, Song Xi looked at the four dishes on the table with a satisfied smile. There is nothing difficult in the world, I am afraid there are people with a heart.

Thinking about it, she turned her head accidentally and saw a big carp swimming in the sink.

Song Xi was in trouble, and secretly said that this fish can't be put directly into the pot, is it necessary to scrape the scales of the fish?

I have never eaten pork and seen pigs running. Song Xi rolled up her sleeves and walked to the sink. As an outsider doctor, she was naturally not afraid of seeing blood, she was not afraid of surgery, let alone a fish.

To cheer herself up in her heart, Song Xi thought it over, first fished out the fish and thirst it to death, and it was easy to handle it when it died.

He stretched his hands into the water, while holding the sides of the carp's belly, and lifting it up, the whole process was surprisingly smooth, but Song Xi did not expect that this fish was like a live donkey, it was quite honest in the water, but it came out of the water. The original shape was revealed, and he was struggling outside like crazy.

Song Xi's wrist was cracked by the tail of the fish, and a lot of water splashed on her face. She tilted her head and could clearly feel the powerlessness of the fish slipping away from her palm.

In the end, a carp hit hard, and the realistic carp jumped over the dragon gate. Song Xi watched it go up, then bend a parabola in the air, and finally jumped into a pot of boiled water without a lid.

Beautiful eyes widened. It was too late for her to save it. The lively carp was tumbling several times in the pot, and the splashed water splashed onto Song Xi's arm. She was so scared that she shouted and walked quickly. move back.

George Sheng heard Song Xi yell in the living room, and he shook his head a little, almost immediately, raising his leg and walking towards the kitchen.

The room is very large, and there are forty or fifty steps to walk between the two. But in the blink of an eye, George Sheng appeared at the door of the kitchen, looking intently, and saw Song Xi standing next to the refrigerator with her facial features curled up, her hands rubbing the sides. Arm.

Follow her gaze and look to the right...George Sheng swears that he has seen "boiled fish" for the first time in his life.

Steaming in the pot, a dying fish churns desperately, but in the end it will inevitably be boiled alive.

In just ten seconds, the fish disappeared, and the kitchen was silent. George Sheng looked at Song Xi, his thin lips opened, his voice could not distinguish between emotions and anger, only puzzled when he listened carefully, "What are you doing?"

Song Xiwen's prestige went to the door. She didn't know when George Sheng came, and the expression on her face remained panicked. After a few seconds, she whispered back: "It jumped in by itself."

George Sheng was expressionless, and Song Xisheng was afraid that he would not believe it, and explained in detail how the fish got rid of it.

After that, she was sensitive and studious, and she asked a little suggestion without shame, "How about making a fish soup? If you don't eat fish, just drink soup."

Suddenly, George Sheng had an illusion of smoke from seven orifices, Song Xi also noticed it, and quickly added: "Or I will fish it out."

After all, she stepped toward the pot.

George Sheng stood there, motionless, and asked in a deep voice: "If I didn't come, would you just put seasonings in the pot?"

Song Xi turned off the fire, her eyes drooping slightly, her ears were red, and she replied against her heart: "No."

In fact, she will, why not? Anyway, what she made is not what she eats.

While talking, George Sheng glanced at it and saw four plates side by side on the table, in order: cold cucumber, cold persimmon, cold okra, cold tofu.

He finally knew what she had been filming for a long time here, feeling that she was burning newspapers on the grave again.

With a pull of his face, George Sheng said in a deep voice, "The meal will be on time at twelve o'clock, and you can take ten dishes.

After all, turn around and leave.

Song Xi took the colander and fished out the whole cooked fish, holding his mouth, not to mention feeling wronged.

Can't kill but nodded, why do you make her so hard? The fish had his eyes open, and he couldn't just stare at him. Song Xi was angry when he saw it. Now he can't open his mouth.