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Wang Yiding timidly said, "It's Uncle Qiao."

"Him? What happened to him?"

"He's losing his temper in the yard."

"Do you know why?"

"It seems...it seems to be because of the second brother."

Lin Yue nodded, without further questioning, took out a can of rock sugar pear cream from his pocket and threw it to him.

"What is this?"

"Rock sugar pear cream, mixed with water, it is good for the body."

Wang Yiding scratched his scalp, looked at Lin Yue's back and said, "Thank you, brother."

Speaking of which, Wang Yiding and that Qi Chenggang are completely two extremes, one is honest and honest, and the other is full of flamboyance. If you recall the plot, Wang Yiding is now fighting a tug-of-war with Qiao Sanli. Of course, he is not responsible.

"The road is dark, ride slowly."

"Why."

Wang Yiding agreed and left with his bicycle gada gada.

When Lin Yue pushed open the door of the old house, Qiao Sanli came out from the kitchen and was visibly relieved when she saw him.

"Brother, are you back?"

"Did you think Wang Yiding went and came back?"

"You... met him?"

Lin Yue handed her the net bag, walked to the sink and turned on the tap, washed his hands and said, "Where's the old man?"

"Just went in."

"what happened?"

Qiao Sanli knew that Wang Yiding must be talking too much, so she muttered "this Wang Yiding" in a low voice.

"Didn't my second brother always want to learn cooking? Today I asked my dad if he could give me a little less living expenses next month, just to use it to pay the tuition. My dad didn't do it, saying that the second brother looked at the height of the mountain, and the second brother refused to accept it. After he said a few words, he started to turn over old accounts, saying that the second brother was not serious every day, that he lost people from Qiao's family, and that..."

As soon as Lin Yue heard this, he knew that he must be talking about himself, otherwise Sanli wouldn't have said half and kept the other half.

Qiao Erqiang was ambiguous with an old woman who was eight years older than himself, and then called her husband. Now Qiao Yicheng not only made a big oolong, but also sent the in-laws to the police station for several days , there must be gossip outside, Qiao Zu hoped that Manager Qiao would be happy.

"What about the second strongest?"

Qiao Sanli pointed to the roof.

Lin Yue didn't go up to talk to anyone, but took a look at the kitchen: "Take the rock sugar pear paste in, I'll make a soup."

"Brother, you have been busy all day, let me come."

There is no doubt that Qiao Sanli is a sensible girl and a caring little padded jacket.

"It's okay." Lin Yue walked into the kitchen with a paper bag containing Jinhua ham: "What are you doing in a daze, go."

Qiao Sanli didn't insist anymore, and went into the north room with a net bag.

Use a knife to peel off the oxide layer on the ham, blanch it in hot water, and cut it into thin slices for later use.

Dark soy sauce, light soy sauce, monosodium glutamate, cornstarch sauce.

Wash and dice the radishes, stir-fry them in an oil pan, add the chopped ham and soup after they are broken, bring to a boil on high heat, then turn to low heat and simmer slowly.

Qiao Sanli put down the rock sugar pear cream and was ready to come over to help him. She was shocked when she saw him chopping radishes. Although Qiao Yicheng had always cooked when she was a child, she was poor at that time, so she only cooked for a while. A pot of porridge, some pickled vegetables, and fried eggs are all rare and good things. If he gets older, he will be replaced by Qiao Erqiang to cook. Everyone can see that he is very talented in cooking. If there is a dinner party, the family will not look forward to Qiao Yicheng's works.

But today it can be said to be an eye-opener, the diced radish was cut squarely and about the same size, the knife was cut fast, and the movement was smooth, it was better than Qiao Erqiang, not a little bit better, it was simply abusive food.

She didn't come to her senses until the aroma of ham wafted through the cracks in the pot cover and filled the entire kitchen.

"Brother, how did your cooking become so good?"

Before Lin Yue could speak, Qiao Erqiang ran over following the scent: "Brother, what are you doing? It smells really good."

"A colleague from the unit went back to his hometown a few days ago and brought some local specialties to each of us. He said that the ham was made at home, and the soup was very fresh. I saw radishes in the kitchen, so I made a soup. "

Qiao Sanli said: "Second brother, are you not angry anymore?"

"He, when I was a child, didn't I forget the pain when I saw something to eat?" Lin Yue chopped up the coriander, and complained about Qiao Erqiang's "foodie" attribute.

"Second brother, second brother, what did you do, it smells so good."

The three of them were chatting, when they heard hurried footsteps coming from the door, Qiao Simi rushed into the courtyard and came directly to the kitchen.

Qiao Erqiang said, "Brother is cooking the soup."

"Brother?" Qiao Simei looked suspiciously at Third Sister, and after getting a positive look, she smiled at Lin Yue.

He put the ground coriander into the bowl and glanced at his watch: "Open the pot in ten minutes, just sprinkle the coriander on it."

After speaking, he took Qiao Simei's arm and went up to the roof.

There are quilts on the drying racks, because the weather is getting colder every day, and every household has started to change their bedding. Qiao Sanli’s flowers are basically withered, and only Qiao Erqiang’s scallions in the pots are still a little green. .

"Brother, what did you bring me here for?"

"Qiao Simei, I heard from my second aunt that you've been calling her all the time these days, or long-distance. Tell me, what's going on?"

"This... oh, it's like this. I have a good colleague in my unit. Her parents introduced a partner to her. A few days ago, she quit her job and went home to get married. We said we would keep in touch."

"is that so?"

"Of course, if you don't believe me...you can ask our foreman." Qiao Simei vowed.

"Then you can't always go to the second aunt to make free calls."

"Understood, I will fight less in the future."

Qiao Simei felt guilty and didn't dare to stay here for a long time, so she quickly found an excuse to escape: "The meal is almost ready, I'll go prepare the dishes."

Lin Yue certainly wouldn't believe her nonsense, but he didn't plan to intervene, at least not now, because in the original drama, Qiao Yicheng managed too much, which aroused Qiao Simei's rebellious psychology even more. She actually eloped with Qi Chenggang.

Now this guy is serving in Tibet, he won't do anything during his service, and he will settle the bill after he is fired from the army.

He didn't go down immediately, but sat on the roof for a while, and came to the north room unhurriedly when he heard Qiao Sanli calling him for dinner.

Qiao Zuwang had already sat down, with Yanghe Youqu on his left hand, the glass in front of him was empty, seeing him walking in from the outside, he glanced at him angrily, filled the glass with the wine bottle, raised his head abruptly, and made a creaking sound After drinking it dry, he picked up the chopsticks and put a piece of ham in his mouth.

"You made this soup?"

Lin Yue said, "Is there a problem?"

"That's right, your cooking skills have improved." He picked up another chopstick and put it in his mouth: "Second strong...Second strong..."

Qiao Erqiang walked in with a plate of pickled cucumbers: "Dad?"

Qiao Zuwang pointed to the plate of stewed radish with ham and said, "Can you make this dish?"

Qiao Erqiang nodded: "Brother said it's not difficult."

"I'll make this dish tomorrow night." Qiao Zuwang picked up a chopstick of radish and put it into his mouth, muttering softly, "It's good to eat radish. Eating radish will make you feel better."

Lin Yue was delighted.

"When you scolded No. 2 just now, did you ever think about asking him to cook for you?"

Qiao Zuwang said: "It's only natural for me to scold my son. What, he still wants to rebel?"

Qiao Erqiang remained silent.

Qiao Sanli put a bowl of white porridge in front of Lin Yue, and gave her wild winks, meaning don't be as knowledgeable as Qiao Zuwang, and eat in peace.

He listened to this, picked up the rice bowl and took two mouthfuls of rice porridge, picked up a piece of pickled cucumber and put it in his mouth, not to mention, it was quite crunchy.

"Er Qiang, which company did you use for the pickled cucumber vinegar?"

"Just the Zhenjiang vinegar over the third archway."

"Try white vinegar next time, it should be more refreshing when marinated."

"Okay, I'll try next time."

Qiao Erqiang didn't think much about it, and Qiao Simei whispered in her sister's ear: "What's wrong with the elder brother recently? There are signs of getting closer to the second brother."

Qiao Sanli glared at her: "Eat."

"oh."

Qiao Simei pouted, with a displeased expression on her face.

Qiao Zu looked around and saw that no one was talking, so he looked at this and that, and put his chopsticks away.

"Qiao Yicheng, I'm thinking about your marriage. If you don't get married, let's get married. But there is one thing I have to say. For your sake, there are people in the neighborhood who send bedding and buy washbasins and kettles. Your Aunt Wu and the others even made red envelopes."

He took out a piece of red paper from the drawer behind him and pushed it over: "Look, I've written it all down. If someone has something to do in the future, remember to return the gift."

Lin Yue really wanted to laugh, really.

Let’s talk about Qiao Zuwang. There is no big evil, but little evil... It’s not counted. Although I didn’t care much about the Qiao brothers and sisters when I was young, I still gave them monthly living expenses. Now that my children have grown up, what the old guy thinks about every day is what Spend more money from your children.

As far as the people on the list were concerned, he didn't ask for anything as a gift, and all the money that Aunt Wu and others brought along with him went into his hands. Turning around and asking him to pay off the debt, he really did.

Lin Yue tapped the red paper with his fingers, and said a word when he was young: "Manager Qiao, how about we talk about pen business?"