The Richest Man Yang Fei

Chapter 1512 I also want to see the fireworks in the city

Yang Fei and Chen Ruoling have known each other for several years.

In his memory, he never seemed to see her cook.

Therefore, Yang Fei has reason to doubt, can the dishes she cook be eaten?

Chen Ruoling put the chicken soup on the table.

The soup bowl was very hot. After she let go of her hands, she quickly touched her ears and said with a smile, "I asked someone to buy this chicken from a villager's house in Taohua Village. You said the chicken there is delicious, so boil it and eat it." The soup is yellow and thick."

Yang Fei smelled a strong smell of chicken.

The thick yellow soup makes people move their index fingers at a glance.

Next, she brought out two meat dishes and one vegetarian dish, together with three dishes and one soup.

Stir-fried yellow beef and fried pork skin with red pepper, these are also two of Yang Fei's most craving home-cooked dishes.

Vegetables are choy sum, and Yang Fei never gets tired of eating them.

"How do you know I like these dishes?" Yang Fei asked.

"I've known you for so long, if I don't know what you like, then I'm your fake fan." She set the table and chopsticks, and brought a bottle of rice wine, "This is the wine made by Tie Zhishu at home. You must drink it when you go to Peach Blossom Village.”

"Are you sure, our marriage certificate was created in a hurry?"

"Although it's in a hurry, I've been preparing it for several years. Try it and see if it suits your taste."

"You really know how to cook? It's not too salty to eat, right?"

"You'll know if you try it?"

Yang Fei stretched out his chopsticks, picked up a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth.

Smooth and tender with just the right amount of chewiness.

Yang Fei doesn't like to eat chicken that melts in his mouth, this one is just right.

The color and fragrance are complete, and the saltiness is moderate.

"Delicious!" Yang Fei gave a sincere praise.

He ate beef and pork skin again, which were spicy and delicious, both of which he liked.

Yang Fei looked at her in surprise: "When did you learn to cook?"

"When I wanted to be your wife,

I started to learn how to cook. "

"My God, you are a genius. You have learned this Hunan cuisine very well, much better than those chefs."

"I can even complete my studies in Tsinghua University, so am I afraid that I won't be able to cook a hundred home-cooked dishes?"

"Hundred ways? Are there so many?"

"Yes, I will cook it for you slowly in the future."

"Are you trying to tie my stomach?"

"Well, tie your stomach, and then keep your people, let you get used to my taste, and you can no longer eat meals made by others."

"..."

Yang Fei is rarely moved.

But at this moment, he admitted, he was moved.

what is love?

A vigorous confession.

Dare to take the initiative.

Give everything for each other.

Love what the other person loves, and worry about what the other person needs.

Elegant can accompany him to attend the charity gala.

Gentle and pleasant to meet his needs.

Prepare every meal with care.

Choose the best clothes for him.

Etc., etc.

Chen Ruoling did it all.

Of course Yang Fei knows how to love a woman.

That's why women feel his love and are willing to stay for him.

However, no woman has ever loved him like Chen Ruoling.

She is as noble as a princess, but for him, she can spend a few years learning to cook the meals he likes.

She is worth tens of billions, and in front of him, she is gentle and obedient, without any temper or airs.

She is capable of literary and martial arts, but she never shows her intelligence to deliberately refute Yang Fei.

She wished she could accompany him all the time, but restrained herself from clinging to him, gave him a wide space of freedom, and only showed up at the right time when he needed it most.

Don't think that she only understands the tenderness of women!

If she finds out who will be against him, she will unceremoniously resort to means to protect the man she falls in love with.

Marrying a wife is like this, what more can a husband ask for?

After dinner, Yang Fei was going to wash the dishes, but she stopped her: "This is my wife's responsibility, so don't take my job, you old man, just read the newspaper and listen to the news. It's your home, whether you want to put your legs on the tea table or smoke, it's up to you."

"Am I dreaming?"

"If you don't divorce me, you can live your life drunk and dreamy."

"..."

"It's my fault. I shouldn't talk about divorce as soon as I get married."

"Are you living every day as if it's our last day together?"

"No, I'm living every minute and every second as if it's my last time."

She added: "Because, the next second may be an accident, or it may be a farewell."

Yang Fei said: "Aren't you tired like this?"

"I'm full of enthusiasm for life, how can I be tired?"

Yang Fei smiled and turned on the TV to watch.

Listening to the sound of rushing water in the kitchen, Yang Fei felt that this life is very good.

In the evening, the two sat in the yard, looking up at the starry sky.

There are not many people living in the community, and it is quiet everywhere.

"Your family has so many properties." Yang Fei saw her "dowry" today and was very moved.

"This is the result of the hard work of two generations."

"I don't think I've seen your parents before!"

"They are abroad, and they rarely come back once a year. What's the matter? Want to meet my parents?"

"Hehe, I was thinking, will they kill me?"

"How come? You are so good."

"But, I..."

Yang Fei couldn't continue.

"I know what you're trying to say. It's all voluntary."

Yang Fei held her hand, and she leaned her head on his shoulder.

A shooting star streaked across the sky and disappeared in a flash.

"Meteor!" Chen Ruoling said, "Run so fast? I don't even have time to make a wish!"

"Do you believe this?"

"People must have some faith to live, so that the spirit can have a home. What I believe in is the boundless universe. I believe that there is a supernatural power in the dark. It's just that we can't see it."

"Well, who knows!"

"I heard that you once set off fireworks all over the city for a certain girl?"

"Where is it?"

"Ning Xin told me."

"Oh, you said that on the night of the Chinese New Year, I set off some fireworks, but it was not as exaggerated as Mancheng. At that time, I didn't know you yet!"

"I also like watching fireworks."

"I'll go and buy."

"No. I want you to show it to me during the Chinese New Year. That way there will be atmosphere."

Yang Fei smiled wryly.

Chinese New Year?

Is she making an appointment to accompany her during the Chinese New Year?

Yang Fei did not agree.

He dared not make any promises.

Happy times are easy.

It's Monday in a blink of an eye.

When Yang Fei woke up, he reached out to touch it, but found nothing.

He thought she had gone downstairs to make breakfast, so he got up, washed and changed.