Since Zhang Wanting lives alone, she doesn't prepare much food at home.
Lin Hai rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, sweating profusely from exhaustion, and finally managed to make four dishes.
A tomato and egg soup, a tomato scrambled egg, a chopped green onion scrambled egg, and a plate of tiger skin green peppers.
The problem is, this plate of tiger-skin green peppers was picked from the yard.
There were several green pepper trees planted in the yard, which happened to bear some small green peppers, which were emerald green and very cute.
Lin Hai caught a glimpse of it when he was frying eggs, so he picked them off and made a plate of fragrant tiger skin green peppers.
"Wow, today's dishes are so rich!" Zhang Wanting rubbed her hands happily and sat down opposite.
Three black lines fell from Lin Hai's forehead. My aunt, is this called abundance? At least three dishes belong to the same dish, tomato and egg soup, tomato scrambled eggs, green onion scrambled eggs. Your sister is lucky to be versatile.
Only then can you turn decay into magic!
"My aunt, how have you spent these two days?" Lin Hai asked doubtfully.
Zhang Wanting pointed to the corner not far away: "Eat instant noodles! I bought various flavors of instant noodles, but unfortunately I didn't buy ham!"
Lin Hai glanced sideways and realized, be a good boy, this little girl bought dozens of packages of instant noodles and piled them in the corner.
Lin Hai suddenly felt slightly distressed. No wonder Zhang Wanting asked him to cook dinner for her. A beautiful woman eating instant noodles every day in this remote place in a poor country had a miserable life.
"Don't you know how to cook?" Lin Hai asked.
Zhang Wanting smiled, bit her chopsticks and said, "I know a little bit!"
"What can you cook?" Lin Hai asked.
Zhang Wanting pointed to the tomatoes on the plate and said: "I can make raw tomatoes, slice them into slices, sprinkle some sugar on them and that's it! It's fragrant and sweet, bright in color, and it can also beautify the skin!"
"Oops!" Lin Hai almost rolled off the chair. Your sister, does this count as knowing how to cook?
After a busy day, Zhang Wanting was indeed hungry. She was holding the rice bowl in her hands and making a loud noise. With the rice in her mouth, she said vaguely: "Well, it tastes good. It would be better if I had some more meat."
Got it!"
Lin Hai said: "You didn't say earlier that there was no food at home. I have tried my best to prepare these dishes!"
Zhang Wanting looked at Lin Hai innocently: "I thought there were tomatoes at home, which should be enough to eat!"
"Damn!" Lin Hai hit his head with chopsticks: "By the way, where do you get the tomatoes at home? Have you ever bought vegetables?"
"No!" Zhang Wanting smiled sheepishly: "The tomatoes were given to me by the dean!"
"Miss Zhang, I am really impressed by you!" Lin Hai shook his head helplessly, "Today's young people have such poor hands-on skills!"
"Who said women need to be able to cook? Women take care of children and are responsible for dressing themselves and their children beautifully. It is a man's responsibility to cook for his wife and children!" Zhang Wanting said.
"Here's nonsense!" Lin Hai said: "If a woman can't cook, it's not a complete home!"
"Isn't it enough that you can cook?" Zhang Wanting said innocently.
After saying this, the two of them fell silent and looked at each other blankly. Why do these words always sound weird?
"Uh..." Zhang Wanting blushed, "Don't overthink it! I never said I would marry you!"
"Hey! I don't care about you!" Lin Hai hurriedly buried his head in eating.
Zhang Wanting rolled her nostrils: "Humph! Hypocrisy!"
