Chapter 630: What About Kitchen Blindness?
"Just be nice to Grandpa Tang, we don't have to investigate the reason. After all, in two months, the new medicine will come out, and as long as Grandpa Tang can wake up, all grievances will be settled. ”
Mother Zhang listened to Tang Qingyu's words, and her eyes couldn't help but turn red.
"Miss Qingyu, 10 years ago, you took on such a crime, and how much you have suffered over the years. When the old man wakes up, the first thing he has to do is definitely to clarify everything back then. ”
Tang Qingyu's action of washing vegetables was stagnant.
Clarify...... This is her wish for ten years, what it feels like to be wronged for ten years, she can't even tell clearly.
"Ahh
Tang Qingyu was distracted, and his toes accidentally kicked on the threshold.
Looking down, the band-aid that Shen Xiaoxiao bandaged her in the morning oozed a bloodstain.
"Miss Qingyu, what's wrong with your feet?"
"It's okay, don't make a fuss, it's just that I was scratched by a glass ballast in the morning."
"That's not good, such a wound can't be wet, otherwise, you go and sit next to it first."
Tang Qingyu couldn't resist Zhang's mother, so she moved a chair and sat at the kitchen door to chat with Zhang's mother.
Tang Ziyu didn't give up after all, she came to the restaurant to stroll around whenever she had the opportunity, and she noticed that Tang Qingyu's walking posture was a little awkward.
Is her foot hurt?
If you're hurt, that's for the best.
Tang Qingyu, it's better to add some material to your wound~
After a while, Tang Ziyu returned to the kitchen, and Zhang's mother looked at Tang Ziyu embarrassedly.
"Miss Ziyu, didn't the master let you go and chat with your uncle?"
Tang Ziyu didn't care about Tang Qingyu and Zhang's mother's gaze at all, and said with a smile: "Dad won't let me quarrel with some sluts here, but he didn't let me cook." ”
Cook?
Huh.
Tang Qingyu sneered in his heart, where does Tang Ziyu have that leisure to cook Chinese New Year's Eve dinner? I didn't believe her to death.
"As I said just now, he likes to drink soup, and it just so happens that I recently learned a new soup, so I decided to make it for him."
Tang Qingyu retracted his gaze and drank soup? What kind of soup to drink, I am not afraid that the soup made by Tang Ziyu will be difficult to drink.
"By the way, Tang Qingyu, I remember that you can't cook at all, right?"
Why can't I forget to mock her, Tang Qingyu thought to herself, in Tang Ziyu's eyes, there was probably no one else except her.
"That's right, what's wrong with not being able to cook?"
"Ha, it's nothing, it's just that Nian said, he likes women who can cook."
Tang Ziyu said arrogantly, and really started to make soup seriously.
"Oh, that's a joke. Your husband likes women who can cook, so all women in the world have to learn to cook? Your life is not good, find a husband who needs you to cook, who is to blame? Bloomberg said that he could cook and that I didn't need to learn it. ”
Tang Ziyu's face changed, and she was jealous.
The old people in this residential area all know that the son of the Peng family cooks good dishes, but very few people know the reason.
But Tang Ziyu knew that because Tang Qingyu was a blind chef, Peng Bo was so energetic to learn to cook!
How can a man who is willing to do so much for a woman not make people jealous?
Tang Ziyu added the ingredients for the soup to the boiling water, stirred it with a spoon, and said with hatred in his heart, Tang Qingyu, you will suffer it in a while.
"Auntie...... Uncle! ”
Zhang's mother cleaned up the tables and chairs, placed the dishes and chopsticks, and was startled by Ye Nian.
Tang Qingyu turned around in surprise, not knowing how long Ye Nian had been standing behind her.