Although he saw an acquaintance here, Lin Chong never thought of going up to say hello. The people who came here may not know his identity at all. If he went up to him by himself, wouldn't he be looking for trouble?
Secondly, if they already know who he is, judging from the situation in the past few days, everyone is on the same page, so there is no need for him to feel uncomfortable.
Although he had a pleasant relationship with Duanmuling before, and could barely be regarded as half of his savior, we still don't know whether they are willing to admit him as his benefactor now, so he just has to go his own way.
Therefore, although there were many doubts in his heart, Lin Chong never thought about asking for an answer. Some things should be done naturally, and what should happen will always happen, so it is useless to do so many things.
Soldiers will come to block it, water will come and soil will cover it, so be it. Once he understood this, he no longer struggled. He stood at the corner of the stairs and waited for the white figure to disappear inside, then he slowly came down and borrowed the kitchen while humming a song.
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Duanmu Ling did not appear during dinner. The delicious, delicious and delicious food in front of Yuan Qingfang attracted everyone's olfactory cells.
I eat at Mengyuanju every day. Even if the chefs here are very good at cooking, the food they cook is delicious. If you eat too much, it won’t be that delicious.
On the contrary, the several side dishes placed in front of Lin Chong and Yuan Qingfang that were completely different from what they had eaten recently looked even more appetizing.
Lin Chong smiled and pushed the plate in her direction: "Have a try. I haven't cooked with my own hands for a long time, and I don't know if my skills have deteriorated."
Yuan Qingfang felt the envious eyes of the people around her and her face turned slightly red. She picked up a piece of fried meat with her chopsticks and slowly put it into her mouth to chew.
"How is it? Not bad, right?" Lin Chong's tone sounded like a child who really wanted to be recognized.
Yuan Qingfang nodded unexpectedly: "It's delicious, better than anything I've ever eaten before." She originally thought that Lin Chong just borrowed the kitchen on a whim, but she didn't expect that the food he made was really good.
"Of course, I used to do it myself." Lin Chong also picked up a chopstick himself.
"After all, I haven't cooked for a long time, and my hands are raw. I should add more salt." The seasonings here are not as complete as when he cooked before. There are many that he doesn't recognize, and the taste is compared to before.
Naturally, there is a lot of difference, but it is really difficult for him to do this.
"Have you ever cooked for yourself before?" Yuan Qingfang looked at him while grabbing the rice. He didn't look like the kind of person who came from a poor family. Besides, even if his family wasn't rich, he wouldn't be allowed to cook as a boy every day.
Let’s eat.
"I didn't always cook it myself. At first I often went out to eat. Later I found it interesting to watch others cook it, so I tried it myself just for fun." Lin Chong said it lightly.
Of course that's not the case. After his parents had an accident when he was eight years old, he has been moving around with various relatives. It's not that those relatives were so bad to him and abused him everywhere like in those boring idol dramas.
That's too much nonsense.
In his heart, he is very grateful to the relatives who take care of him. After all, no one's family is rich, and raising another child is a big expense. He has always paid money to the relatives who take care of him.
Since he received a large amount of compensation from the government, he was able to live comfortably and comfortably, but other people's homes were always other people's homes, and he always felt indebted to them when he lived there.
Therefore, when he was fourteen years old, he moved out by himself. He did not listen to other people's suggestions and find a new house, so he moved back to the old house where he and his parents lived.
Since he no longer lived with others, it was natural that he couldn't always go out to eat and drink. Lin Chong began to frequently visit the food stalls and fast food restaurants in front of the school. He once lived a life that was extremely envied by his classmates and friends.
It wasn't until he was admitted to the hospital numerous times due to gastroenteritis, and almost died in the hospital bed due to vomiting and diarrhea that he finally made a very difficult decision to do it himself and have enough food and clothing.
After actually taking action, he found that cooking was not as difficult as he thought. It can even be said that he has a lot of talent in this area.
After Lin Chong's cooking skills improved by leaps and bounds, he no longer bothered to patronize those small restaurants that used gutter oil and food coloring. He got up early in the morning and cooked himself eggs with hot milk. After returning from school at noon, he ate half of the meal and left half of it, and heated it in the evening.
Once it's hot, keep eating.
Even his good brothers, after tasting his craftsmanship, said that people should not be judged by their appearance, and they all agreed to come to his house once a week to improve the food, in the name of adding a bit of life to his house.
Lin Chong rolled his eyes. He just wanted to eat well but didn't want to spend money. Who was he trying to fool with this little trick? But he was too lazy to expose them. He just came here once a week, so just eat.
Just like this, day by day, year by year, Lin Chong seemed to have gradually become accustomed to this kind of life. He had pots, pans, firewood, rice, oil, and salt at his fingertips. His childhood friend and best friend Xiao Anzi often laughed at him and he would also take care of others when he found a wife.
Lin Chong looked at him indifferently, and Xiao Anzi quickly swallowed the freshly baked egg tart in his mouth. He raised his hand to express that he was just a joke, but he must not throw him out.
Lin Chong watched him finish the egg tart that he planned to give to Lin Yiwei, the class girl next door. He restrained his desire to flatten his head with a brick and silently pointed to the location of the security door.
After Xiao Anzi finished eating the egg tart belonging to the class flower, he patted his belly and left without any guilt, leaving Lin Chong alone in the living room throwing the sofa cushions in a rage.
"Haha, it turns out that it has been so many years without realizing it..." Lin Chong said to himself.
"Huh? Why so many years?" Yuan Qingfang looked so cute as she asked while holding scrambled eggs in her mouth.
Lin Chong couldn't help but touched the side of her face: "It's nothing. Eat quickly. You are too thin. You need to eat more."
Yuan Qingfang didn't take it seriously: "No matter how thin I am, it won't be a problem to beat you three times."
Lin Chong: ...do you have any sense of being someone else's girlfriend? Can you have dinner happily? You can't survive! You just don't know martial arts. Who are you looking down on!
Yuan Qingfang didn't seem to be affected by Lin Chong's resentment at all. She was particularly happy with this meal. She had an extra bowl of rice and ate a lot more vegetables than usual.
Lin Chong sat opposite her with a dark face and watched her eating happily. He couldn't help but lament where the gentle, generous and considerate Yuan Qingfang had gone! Which mountain did this little goblin run out of? He quickly changed his girlfriend