Yan Shenglin was filled with hope. The closer he got to his destination, the more excited he could not stop.

Arrived, arrived, it was so close.

Gu Yichen opened his backpack and flipped through the inner bag, and finally found the spare key in a small bag inside.

With a "click", the closed apartment building was pushed open from the outside.

This is a two-bedroom apartment with simple decoration and warm decoration. It completely belongs to the newlywed couple's world.

Yan Shenglin took the lead in entering the house. Looking at the small room after simple decoration, he felt inexplicably looking forward to whether she would say let's live together next.

Hahaha, let's live together.

He turned his head in distracted manner and looked at the little girl with shiny eyes.

But Gu Yichen turned a blind eye and went into the kitchen, "The newly installed gas tank should be fine."

Yan Shenglin stood outside the kitchen. The kitchen area was a little small, about ten square meters, filled with cabinets and utensils. Some of them were not unpacked yet, and they were scattered on the ground casually.

Gu Yichen brought the paper box aside and freed up a seat to accommodate two people. She said, "What kind of meals do you cook?"

"What do you want to eat?" Yan Shenglin took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and washed his hands with great enthusiasm. "I have never eaten pork and seen pigs running. I can still take simple family meals."

"I only bought a few potatoes and ribs, so I'll make braised pork ribs." Gu Yichen put the plastic bag on the cutting board, "Thank you for your hard work next."

"Just go out to watch TV and leave everything else to me." Yan Shenglin pushed her out, and kept secretly closing the sliding door of the kitchen.

Gu Yichen was a little worried, leaned against the frosted glass door and said cautiously: "Are you sure you don't need help?"

"In the kitchen world, women participate less, so you can wait outside with confidence and boldness to ensure that you have both color, fragrance and taste."

Gu Yichen sat on the sofa, and the news was playing on the TV. She was not in the mood to care about these national affairs, and she couldn't help but glance at the kitchen.

She subconsciously always felt that this man was unreliable. Will he blow up the kitchen where he had not opened the stove?

Yan Shenglin stood in front of the sink with a serious expression. He pursed his lips, took out his cell phone after thinking about it again and again.

"Son, it's rare that you can remember your mother. Are you planning to come back for dinner tonight? I'll ask Mom Chen to make you what you love." As soon as the woman received the call, she couldn't wait to say a long list of words.

Yan Shenglin said: "Mom, please ask Mom Chen to answer the phone. I have something important to ask her."

"What are you doing with her? You can tell me if you have anything to do."

"Mom, the situation is urgent. Please give me the phone number to Chen. I have something important to do."

Mrs. Yan heard the anxiety in her son's words and hurriedly shouted to the kitchen, "Mom Chen, come here quickly."

The woman called Chen's mother wiped the water stains on her hands and hurriedly trotted over, "Madam, what's wrong?"

"My son said there is something urgent to ask you, come and answer the phone."

When Chen's mother heard this, her heart twitched to her throat. She held the phone tightly and asked carefully: "Young Master, do you have anything to ask me? Just say that I will definitely explain it truthfully."

"Mom Chen, do you know how to make potato stewed pork ribs?"

Chen's mother was still a little confused, as if she hadn't reacted to how serious the problem was. She looked at the wife who seemed very nervous next to her, but she didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Mom Chen, are you still listening? I'm not having enough time. Tell me how to make this rib to taste delicious."

"Young master, you want to eat pork ribs. You can go home. I will make it for you myself. How can you make it yourself?" Chen's mother was embarrassed.

"Just say it."

"How can you enter and exit the kitchen with your identity? If you really want to eat, I can prepare it and send it to you."

"I just want to know how to do it." Yan Shenglin turned on the faucet and continued to ask while cleaning the ribs, "Tell me all the specific methods."

"You really have to do this yourself?"

"Yeah." Yan Shenglin reminded him, "You talk, I'll listen carefully."

"We have to use clean water to pass the ribs, remove the blood, then burn the oil to 70% to 80% heat, add ginger and garlic to stir-fry, and wait until the aroma comes out and then put the ribs in the pot until golden..."

Yan Shenglin kept the other person's words in his heart without missing a word, and practiced them one by one according to her copy.

Gu Yichen immediately sat up straight as he heard the sound of clamoring in the kitchen. She shouted, "Do you need help?"

"No, no, no." Yan Shenglin choked on the smoke, covered his nose with one hand and continued to stir-fry.

Gu Yichen looked at the thick smoke floating out of the sliding door and hurried over.

Yan Shenglin did not expect that he would fry it if he was careless. It might be that there was less oil and the burnt smell came to his nose, which made him cry.

Gu Yichen closed the gas stove in three steps at a time, opened the window to ventilate, and blew away the black smoke.

Yan Shenglin's face was so dirty that it was so wonderful. He scratched the back of his head awkwardly, "I was just practicing, and now I'm officially on the court."

Gu Yichen looked at the dark stuff in the pot and poured all the burnt ribs into the trash can in silence.

Yan Shenglin watched her clumsyly busy with one hand, volunteered to take the pot in her hand, and said righteously: "Give me another chance, I promise to complete the task."

"I'm afraid that I can't even eat potatoes in the end." Gu Yichen ruthlessly exposed his true face.

Yan Shenglin's mouth twitched, "I still know how to fry shredded potatoes."

"Is that true?" Gu Yichen's tone was full of doubts, as if he didn't trust him from the bottom of his heart.

Yan Shenglin nodded like pounding garlic, "Believe me, the shredded potatoes I fried can definitely be called a masterpiece in the capital."

"It's indeed awesome. Those who can burn ribs into black charcoal and are not ready to add water are very qualified to say that they are awesome."

“…”

Gu Yichen threw the potatoes to him and "peeled and cut them into shreds."

Yan Shenglin quickly cleaned the potato skins, silently moved his small steps, and moved to her side without realizing it. He smiled, "Do we look like the young couples who are Qinse and Ming?"

Gu Yichen avoided his approach, "It seems like the road of enemies is narrow."

"Then you have to be destined to be narrow." Yan Shenglin cut the potatoes into pieces.

Gu Yichen looked at his knife skills and sighed, "The potatoes are a little dying in your hands."

Yan Shenglin didn't understand what she meant. He looked down at the shredded potatoes he had cut, which were very even in size, and each one was at least as thick as his own little finger.

"If it weren't for my hand injury, I really wanted you to be three feet away from my kitchen."

"So this is God's will. God's will let me live in the same room with you." Yan Shenglin successfully cut a potato into strips.

Gu Yichen turned around and turned on the stove fire and poured oil again. "A big man like you who charges with a gun and does not want to stay in a small place in the kitchen, as this will lose his identity."

"We can take care of both the whole family and the small family. This is the person." Yan Shenglin wiped the cutting board, "What else do you want me to cut?"

"No need, go out and watch TV and wait."

Yan Shenglin didn't move, leaned against the door and looked at her with one hand stir-frying the spatula, and smiled, "When did you learn how to cook?"

"I used to be young and ignorant and wanted to make some people happy. Although I didn't say I was proficient in cooking over time, I was still able to take advantage of ordinary daily routines."

Yan Shenglin heard what she meant, and naturally avoided this sensitive topic. He said, "I will try my best to learn how to cook in the future."

Gu Yichen glanced at him, "The fireworks like the kitchen are not suitable for you heroes who defend your country."

"I'll only make it for you to eat."

Gu Yichen's hand was stirring suddenly stopped, and oil smoke filled his eyes. She secretly smiled and curled her eyebrows in the place he couldn't see.

The kitchen suddenly became quiet.

Soon, Gu Yichen resumed his movements and continued to concentrate on cooking.

Yan Shenglin cleaned up the table, sat on the chair, looking forward to her coming out.

Gu Yichen placed the plate on the table and the two looked at each other face to face for a while.

Yan Shenglin said: "What's the matter?"

Gu Yichen frowned, "Did you cook?"

Yan Shenglin was stunned, "Do you still have to cook?"

Gu Yichen shook his head, "I don't blame you, I'm blamed me."

"No, it's my fault, I forgot to cook."

"No, it's my fault. Why do I say I'm so mean to cook it myself?" Gu Yichen took off his apron, "It's better to go out and eat it."

"No, it's all fried, I can stop eating." Yan Shenglin picked up the chopsticks and said, then picked up a shredded potato and put it in his mouth.

He had fantasized about how delicious the shredded potatoes fried by Comrade Gu Yichen, who was proficient in cooking, was, but when his tongue touched the vegetable, it made the most basic resistance and the tip of the tongue was spasmed by salt.

Gu Yichen watched his face gradually turn darker from the initial redness, and the potato strip in his mouth could not swallow it for a long time. She was puzzled and grabbed one and put it into her mouth.

"Ph, pah, pah, pah," she spit out in a hurry, "I seemed to use the sugar as salt and put it on the repetition."

Yan Shenglin almost didn't chew it, and he swallowed the shredded potatoes into his stomach stiffly. He said, "It doesn't matter. There are times when experts make mistakes. These flaws are not flaws. Just drink more water after eating."

Gu Yichen saw him eating with great pleasure and subconsciously stopped his hand, "Stop eating, I'm afraid you'll get poisoned if you eat too much."

Yan Shenglin took her hand to put the picked up dish into his mouth, "Except for a little salty, it is cooked."

Gu Yichen probably felt that he was salted, and he swallowed a mouthful with dry mouth. She poured him a glass of water, "Shut your mouth."

This is probably the saltiest thing Yan Shenglin has ever eaten in his life. It is almost so salty that it is bitter, but after it is bitter, it is slightly sweet. This should be the taste of love.
To be continued...