Chapter 2260 The older you get, the more like a child
When leaving the Qin family, Su didn't know why, but he felt a little reluctant in his heart.
I got along with Qin Zimo for just a short while, and we got along harmoniously and felt very comfortable.
I stayed in front of the car for a while and finally left.
When Su didn't see it, there was a woman standing in front of the window with eyes full of yearning.
Yin Yin'er put her hands on the glass and looked further away as Su left.
Xiaokai
Li family.
Leng Anan was cooking in the kitchen at this time, learning cooking skills from Ye Lan.
But it didn't go so smoothly.
The food in the pot was burning. Suddenly, a fire broke out in the pot, and the pot was ignited.
Leng Anan calmly turned off the fire, and then fanned out the fire in the pot.s1;
After doing this, I discovered that the stir-fried green peppers in the pot had turned into stir-fried black peppers.
A dark, numb mass that looked like it exuded the aura of death.
Ye Lan smiled gently at the side: It doesn't matter, let's try again.
Leng Anan glanced at the trash can nearby and couldn't help but fell silent.
The trash can next to it was full of dark vegetables, which she had failed to fry.
She seemed to have been working in the kitchen all day, but she just couldn't cook a bowl of normal dishes.
Leng Aotian walked into the kitchen unhurriedly, looked at the dark fried green peppers in front of him, and nodded with satisfaction.
I saw that the frying was quite good this time.
After saying that, he took out the bowl of food and sat in front of the hall.
Yes, yes, this is my precious daughter’s first time cooking for me! I have to keep it as a souvenir.
After saying that, Leng Aotian took the mobile phone in his hand and took pictures of stir-fried green peppers in front of him seriously.
He was walking back and forth, seemingly looking for an angle to take pictures.
Dad, what are you doing? Leng Anan asked in confusion.
Leng Aotian walked back and forth, raising the phone in his hand high and then lowering it, moving back and forth from side to side, looking for an angle to take pictures.
Of course I took the photo from the right angle! This is the first time you've cooked for me, so the meaning is of course different. Presumably, that brat Gu Zichen hasn't received such treatment yet, right?
With that said, he waved to Ye Lan: Ye Lan, come on, give me a light, this angle is good.
Ye Lan nodded immediately, then took out her cell phone, turned on the flashlight, and shined the light on the dishes in front of her.
Leng Aotian pressed the camera button several times before handing the phone to Ye Lan.
Come on, take a photo with me and this dish.
He carefully picked up the stir-fried green peppers in front of him and placed them in front of him, posing in different positions with a bowl of vegetables.
He looked cautious, as if Leng Aotian was taking photos with the woman he loved in his arms.
Ye Lan also helped him take photos with a serious look on his face.
Leng Anan stood aside, looking at Leng Aotian with a happy face, and felt no pain in his heart.
What she didn't expect was that such a small thing could make Leng Aotian so happy and satisfied.
After taking the photo, Leng Aotian looked at the photos on his phone with joy.
So lovely.
Ye Lan added on the side: Mr. Leng is still good-looking even when he is old.
He shook his head, all his eyes falling on the fried green pepper in the photo.
No, what I’m talking about is, my daughter’s stir-fried green peppers are really delicious.
In his eyes, he only sees the dishes cooked by Leng Anan, not himself.
Leng Anan took the dark green pepper stir-fry from his hand: It seems that I have no talent for cooking. Pour it out. This is inedible. Let Aunt Lan make another one.
Leng Aotian grabbed the dish tightly and refused to let her take it away: No, I want to eat it! Why can't I eat it! I said I can eat it, so I can eat it.
After saying that, he solemnly picked up the black and numb green pepper stir-fry in front of him and put it into his mouth without any hesitation.
Eating the dishes cooked by Leng Anan, Leng Aotian's eyes were full of happiness and satisfaction.
Delicious.
Leng An'an narrowed her eyes in doubt and stretched out her chopsticks to take a bite.
Really? I'll give it a try.
He quickly took the dish into his arms and avoided her chopsticks: No, what are you going to taste? These are all mine, you are not allowed to taste them!
In the blink of an eye, Leng Aotian finished all the fried green peppers on the plate.s1;
Ye Lan said a little aggrievedly: Mr. Leng, you should leave a bite for me, right? I have never eaten An An's fried vegetables.
No matter whether I stay or not, this is all mine.
After Leng Aotian finished eating, he put down the bowl and then picked up the mobile phone in his hand: No, I have to send the photo to Old Man Li to see. I made him angry.
With that said, he sent the photo.
Less than a minute after it was sent, Li Jinze quickly made a call.
Old man Li, do you see? This is the dish my daughter cooked for me! Are you jealous? Your daughter has never cooked for you, right? Hahaha!
Bao'er doesn't have to cook for me, I just cook for her.
Alas, you don’t even know. During the time you were gone, Bao’er even cooked for us! Don’t tell me, the food Bao’er cooked is really good. But, with my daughter,
Still can't compare.
What? Bao'er made food for you?
Yes, how is it? Are you envious of me? Old Man Li?
You cold old man, I think An An’s cooking is longer than yours.
That’s necessary! My daughter’s cooking must be better than mine! You have to tell me that!
The two talked on the phone and started fighting for favor.
The two old men looked very much like two children at this time.
Leng An'an smiled helplessly on the side, saying that old people become more like children as they get older. Now it seems that it is indeed true.
After hanging up the phone, Leng Aotian was still smiling happily.
Suddenly, his face suddenly turned pale, and something seemed to be at work in his chest, constantly rushing towards him.
Leng Aotian covered his mouth and nose, and immediately rushed into the bathroom.
Leng Anan couldn't hide the worry on her face, so she immediately followed him and stood at the door of the bathroom.
Dad, what's wrong with you?
Leng Aotian locked the bathroom door, then stood in front of the sink, turned on the faucet, and deliberately made other noises.
Then, he covered his mouth and nose and coughed.
Under the other sounds, his coughing sound became very quiet.
He kept coughing, which made his face turn red, and all the strength in his body seemed to have been drained by chyiu.
He took off the hand covering his mouth and nose, and then discovered that there was a little dazzling blood lying in his palm.