On this day, Qiao Weiwei's defense went smoothly. After completing the defense, he had a dinner with his familiar teachers and classmates.
Regarding the death of his father, Qiao had never told his college classmates, so most of the topics they talked about during the dinner were about work and future plans.
"Wei Yi, what about you?" Someone asked her, "You have been back to Huai City for so long, have you found a suitable job there?"
Qiao Weiwei just shook his head and said with a smile: "Not yet."
"How is it possible?" The other party obviously didn't believe it. "You have such good grades and participate in many social activities. It's not easy to find a job. How is it possible that you haven't signed a contract yet?"
"Really not." Qiao Weiwei said, "I'm just about to start looking now. If you have any suitable resources, can you recommend them to me?"
"Come on, what do you have to worry about?" Someone said with a smile, "Even if you don't work, there is still Rong Juan waiting to support you, how different is it from us..."
Speaking of Rong Juan, the conversation among the group immediately turned to the emotional aspect. There were many people at the dinner table who had boyfriends, and Qiao Weiwei was quickly let go.
After dinner, Qiao and his two or three closest classmates continued to find a place to sit and chat for a while, and they dispersed at about four o'clock in the afternoon.
She returned home and as soon as she opened the door, she unexpectedly smelled the warm aroma filling the room.
Did Rong Juan really go home so early and start preparing dinner?
"Rong Juan." Qiao Weiwei called him as soon as he entered the door, "Are you back so early?"
She was sitting in the hallway changing her shoes when she suddenly heard a gentle and smiling female voice saying, "He's not back yet."
Qiao Weiwei was startled. He looked up and saw Aunt Cheng, who had worked at Rong Juan's house for many years. He immediately laughed a little embarrassedly, "Aunt Cheng, why are you here?"
"Didn't Rong Juan ask me to come here?" Aunt Cheng said, "Last night, he told me to come up early today to help him with the preparations and wait for him to come back and learn to cook. I came early, and the dishes were also
I’ve made my choice, the soup is ready, and I’m just waiting for him.”
Qiao Weiwei was stunned again when he heard this.
She originally thought that Rong Juan was just talking. Yesterday she was thinking about when to throw away a bunch of things in the kitchen, but she didn't expect that they would be put to use today.
"Then did he say when he would come back?" Qiao Weiwei asked.
"No." Aunt Cheng said, "I just called him and the phone was turned off."
"Then he might be in a meeting and got caught up in business and didn't come back so early." Qiao Weiwei said, "How about I help you?"
Aunt Cheng waved her hands after hearing this, "You don't know how serious he was when he ordered me yesterday. You don't dare to wait for him. If he gets into the young master's temper later, it won't be easy to coax him."
"It's okay." Qiao Weiwei replied with a smile, "He's quite easy to coax."
Aunt Cheng laughed when she heard this, "How coaxing?"
Qiao Weiwei's face felt slightly hot, but he still nodded and said, "Well, it's so coaxing."
"That's no problem." Aunt Cheng said, "With you here, I have nothing to worry about!"
Qiao Weiwei then changed his clothes, walked into the kitchen, washed his hands and started to study.
Aunt Cheng spoke seriously and listened carefully. Although she didn't know how to cook at all, there was a master chef beside her. Even though she was a beginner, it was easy to get started, but her progress was slower.
The two of them studied and chatted, and at six o'clock, only two dishes were served.
But just after preparing these two dishes, Rong Juan came back.
As soon as he saw the situation in the kitchen, Rong Juan immediately squeezed in and pulled away Qiao Weiwei who was standing in front of the fire, "What are you doing? Who asked you to do this? Didn't you agree that I would cook?
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"If you don't come back for a long time, who will do it if I don't do it?" Qiao Weiwei said, "Do we have to wait until eight or nine o'clock to have dinner?"
Rong Juan immediately turned to look at Aunt Cheng, who shrugged and said: "In a family, if you don't do it, the only one will do it, or you two will do it together! Anyway, I have taught the only one how to do it.
Now, my mission has been completed, I’m leaving, I’m leaving, you can do whatever you like, it’s none of my business!”
As the aunt said this, she took off her apron, picked up her bag and left.
Qiao Weiwei couldn't keep her no matter what, so he could only send her away with a dumbfounded look. When he turned around and returned to the house, he saw Rong Juan studying the two dishes she had cooked just now.
"Did you cook these two dishes?" Rong Juan asked.
"Did I lie to you?" Qiao Weiwei said, "Two dishes are enough for us, shall we start dinner?"
Rong Juan thought about the two plates of food for a moment, and suddenly stretched out his hand towards her.
Qiao Weiwei was startled, "What?"
Rong Juan pointed to the apron in her hand, took it, and put it on directly on her body, saying: "I just pulled it on this morning. I can't break my promise at night. If you cook something for me, I have to do it too."
Let my wife eat the food I cook."
"Don't want it?" Qiao Weiwei said hesitantly, "First of all, it's a waste of food, and secondly, I'm afraid we really won't be able to go out tomorrow -"
Before she finished speaking, Rong Juan had already pulled her into his arms and blocked her lips with his hand.
The two people laughed, fussed, groped, and questioned each other, and noisily cooked the remaining ingredients together, and finally completed the "basic operation" of four dishes and one soup with difficulty.
Amid the smoke and smoke in the room, the two of them had the first formal dinner in their new home.
This atmosphere is really wonderful, but a bottle of red wine is missing.
Rong Juan was thinking with regret when he saw Qiao Weiyi suddenly stood up and walked into the kitchen. After a while, she returned to the dining table carrying a decanter filled with red wine and two wine glasses.
Rong Juan couldn't help but choked, "Is there any red wine at home?"
"Yes." Qiao Weiwei said, "I put a small red wine thermostat in the cupboard and put a few bottles of red wine in it. I can greet guests if they come. But today, we can drink a little first."
Qiao Weiwei poured a glass of wine, and when he was about to pour a second glass, he suddenly paused, then raised his eyes to look at him, and said: "By the way, I forgot that you have stopped drinking, then...it's just me.
Drink."
Rong Juan just held up his face and looked at her aggrievedly.
"Do you want to drink?" Qiao Weiwei asked.
Rong Juan shook his head repeatedly, picked up the chopsticks and looked away, "I'm eating."
Qiao Weiwei nodded and said, "Then I'll drink two drinks by myself and help you drink one."
As she spoke, she poured a second glass of wine, picked up two glasses of wine, and clinked the glasses.
Rong Juan couldn't bear it anymore, put down his chopsticks and grabbed her into his arms, "Did you do it on purpose? Really?"
Qiao Wei was so tickled by him that he almost spilled his wine before finally handing him one of the glasses of wine.
Rong Juan took it, first put it to his nose and smelled it, then raised his head to look at her, "Honey, I swore an oath back then. Could it be that if I drink this glass of wine, you'll kick me?"
Did you kick it?"
"Then you don't have to drink." Qiao Wei glanced at him and drank the glass of wine in his hand.
Rong Juan watched her movements closely, and the moment she removed the wine glass, he suddenly moved forward and pressed his lips directly onto hers.
Then, I tasted wine.
After they separated, Rong Juan laughed out loud, "This doesn't count as me drinking, I'm innocent."
Qiao Weiwei stared at him for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and drank the remaining wine in the glass, and then came in front of him again.
Rong Juan was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, he couldn't wait to kiss her.