Trump Card Warm Marriage

Author: Carefree MACHINE TRANSLATION

It was only at this moment that they began to believe what others had said about Sheng Fenghua making Li Chunmei choke.

Sheng Fenghua was not in the mood to care about what others thought. These two days in the hospital, she had not eaten well at all. So when she returned home, she sat down to rest while she began to cook and pick vegetables.

Si Zhanbei watched and reached out to help.

Seeing that he was so proactive, Sheng Fenghua nodded her head in satisfaction. Not Bad, he had good taste. Even though Si Zhanbei did not help, she could handle it. But for a woman, a man who would take the initiative to help with the housework was still rare and valuable.

The two of them worked together, and the vegetables were quickly picked.

So, Sheng Fenghua handed the picked vegetables to Si Zhanbei and said, "I'll go deal with the chicken and fish, you go wash the vegetables. "

"Okay! " Si Zhanbei did not say much, picked up the basket and went to wash the vegetables.

Sheng Fenghua went into the kitchen and cut the fish. She separated the fish head and body, cut the fish body into small pieces, and submerged them with cooking wine starch. She not only liked to eat the fish head, but also liked to eat fried small pieces of fish.

Therefore, when she bought the fish today, she specifically bought a whole fish head, not just the fish head.

After she finished the fish, Sheng Fenghua was ready to cut the chicken into small pieces. Si Zhanbei finished washing the vegetables and brought them out. He saw Sheng Fenghua chopping the chicken with a knife.

He could not help but walk in, took the knife in her hand, and said, "you rest for a while, I'll cut it. "

Sheng Fenghua was stunned when she heard that. She turned to look at Si Zhanbei for a while, handed the knife to him, and turned to peel the garlic. Although Si Zhanbei didn't know how to Cook, his strength was greater than Sheng Fenghua's. In just a few moves, he had chopped the chicken into small pieces.

After he was done, he asked Sheng Fenghua, "are there any more vegetables to cut? I'll cut them all together. "

"There's no need. You can rest outside. I'll do the rest myself. " With that, Sheng Fenghua pushed Si Zhanbei out of the kitchen and began to cook.

Si Zhanbei turned around and left the kitchen. He sat in the living room and read a book. However, after reading for a long time, he did not read a single word. His gaze swept to the direction of the kitchen from time to time. He smelled the fragrance coming from the kitchen and there were a few times when he wanted to get up and take a look.

He wanted to go and take a look, but he was afraid that Sheng Fenghua would be unhappy. With this kind of mood, half an hour passed. Sheng Fenghua's dishes were almost done, so he shouted, "Zhanbei, get a bowl and chopsticks. It's time to eat. "

Hearing Sheng Fenghua's shout, Si Zhanbei threw the book aside, stood up quickly, and went to the kitchen.

When he walked into the kitchen and saw the few dishes that had already been cooked, his eyes were filled with surprise. Not to mention the fragrance that he had smelled before, even the dishes looked extremely delicious.

Looking at these dishes, SI Zhanbei's mind flashed with doubt again. Previously, he had occasionally seen Sheng Fenghua's dishes, but he had never seen such a good look.

Could it be that this person had changed, and even his cooking skills had changed?

As he was thinking, he heard Sheng Fenghua say, "what are you daydreaming about? Quickly get the bowls and chopsticks, it's time to eat. "

As Sheng Fenghua said this, she even pushed Si Zhanbei.

Si Zhanbei was pushed like this and came back to his senses. He took the bowls and chopsticks from the cupboard, washed them, and left the kitchen.

Then, he came in and carried out the dishes that Sheng Fenghua had prepared.

When he had finished arranging the dishes, Sheng Fenghua came out with the last bowl of soup. Si Zhanbei looked at the steaming soup and was worried that Sheng Fenghua would be poured by the soup, so he quickly went forward to take it.

After he placed the soup on the table, he turned to look at Sheng Fenghua and said, "in the future, I'll handle such matters. How are you? Did you get scalded? "