Chapter 218 Going Home, Thousands of Pushes and More!

"Mom! I'm back!"

As soon as I entered the house, Gong Nanbei smelled a strange smell, and when I smelled it carefully, it was very pungent and spicy!

"I'm coming!"

In the direction of the kitchen, Li Jingrou came out wearing an apron, and the pungent smell suddenly became stronger, and looking at Li Jingrou's choked eyes, the circles were all red.

Gong Nanbei asked in surprise: "Mom, where are you cooking?"

Li Jingrou smiled and said, "Yes, isn't this the Spring Festival soon? It's a holiday for Wang Ma, and it happened that you said that you would go home today, so I just wanted to cook something delicious for you and your father."

Gong Nanbei's mouth twitched, his mother's cooking skills can be described in four words, ghosts and gods retreat!

That stinky tofu fried moon cake that year made him unforgettable to this day!

Gong Nanbei coughed lightly: "Mom, cooking is not good for your skin, so let me do it."

Li Jingrou refused: "No, I don't believe that I can't make an edible dish!"

"Then what did you do this time?"

“Fried bullfrog with lemon sesame sauce!”

Gong Nanbei twitched the corners of his mouth, put down the package silently, and walked to the kitchen.

Looking at the black smoke billowing pot, Gong Nanbei couldn't help but sigh, fortunately, he grew up eating Wang Ma's cooking when he was a child, otherwise he might have died of food poisoning!

Looking again, the range hood in the kitchen was not turned on, Gong Nanbei was speechless for a while.

Silently turned on the range hood, took off Li Jingrou's apron, and said, "Mom, let me come."

Li Jingrou coughed lightly and defended with some lack of confidence: "I have eaten this dish in a restaurant, and I am confident that I can restore it!"

Gong Nanbei's mouth twitched again, trying his best to adjust his expression: "Mom, let me do it. It's a new year, you don't want our family to go to the hospital, right?"

Li Jingrou looked at his head and gave a shudder: "How can you talk! Mommy's cooking is so bad?"

Gong Nanbei didn't say anything, but just looked back at the unsmoked oil fumes. Li Jingrou followed his line of sight and looked over, then silently took off his apron and handed it to Gong Nanbei.

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There are many dishes outside the kitchen, and the trademark has not been revealed. It seems that Li Jingrou really wants to show a wave of cooking skills in front of her son. Unfortunately, the smoke in the kitchen is billowing, which fully shows that she is not the material for cooking.

When the fumes were almost exhausted, Gong Nanbei walked into the kitchen, picked up the kitchen knife, and started to process the ingredients.

Li Jingrou was standing outside the door, looking at her son's skillful movements, she couldn't help but wonder, "Xiao Bei, you've only been out for half a year, why did you suddenly learn so many things?"

Gong Nanbei was stunned, this question is really difficult to answer, let me tell you, my system is added, and the main character is born, do you believe it?

Of course, these were just hypotheses, and of course he couldn't say these things.

"It's nothing, you will learn it slowly. If you have to give a reason, it may be that your genes are good, so that's why your son is so good!"

Gong Nanbei's rainbow fart, Li Jingrou, was very useful, with a satisfied expression on her face: "Yes! I think so too, then I'll leave it to you!"

Gong Nanbei agreed with a smile, looked at the dishes on the ground, and began to think of what dishes would be better.

Li Jingrou went to clean it up, and now the smell of oil smoke is still strong on her body.

When Li Jingrou went downstairs after washing up, she saw Gong Nanbei processing the same dishes into semi-finished products, there were a dozen of them, Li Jingrou was surprised: "Xiao Bei, how many dishes are you making?"

"Twelve courses"

"Xiao Bei, it's not even the Spring Festival yet. Even if you cook these dishes, our family of three can't eat them!"

"Mom, don't worry, twelve dishes may not be possible."

Li Jingrou just remembered that since her son went to Hengdian, his appetite has always been terrifying. When watching him eat, Li Jingrou wanted to take him to the hospital to check his body to see if there were any parasites in his stomach. Eating meals for four or five people is scary, isn't it?

Li Jingrou walked closer and looked at the neatly arranged semi-finished products. She couldn't help but sigh that her son has really grown up. If you put it in half a year ago, let alone cooking for yourself, if you can have a meal with yourself, you have to look at the face. , It's really worthless to go out to practice for half a year!

Li Jingrou moved a small stool over, and sat next to him watching Gong Nanbei cooking. Slowly, she was a little dazed, and her mind was full of what Gong Nanbei looked like when she was a child.

Before going to school, Gong Nanbei was a naughty bag and a crybaby who liked to run around all day. Wang Ma followed behind him, for fear that something would happen to him, but after the end of the day, he was fine, but Wang Ma was too tired to straighten her waist.

Later, after going to school, for some reason, the smile on his face became less and less, and he seldom cried again. No, it should be said that he never cried again, as if he had completely changed a person overnight!

When he sees his son crying again, he listens to other people's stories, plays the guitar and writes songs, and follows the emotions in the songs, joys and sorrows.

crybaby? cry bag? What about him, she knows that this is what her son really looks like!

After all the preparations were done, Gong Nanbei began to cook the dishes, and the kitchen was full of aroma. Gong Nanbei controls four pots to cook at the same time, and the speed is very fast.

"Mom, what time does my dad come back? If I come back late, I'll cook some dishes later."

"I'll call and ask"

After Li Jingrou finished speaking, she walked back to her room to get her mobile phone and called Gong Shouzheng.

"Dududu, hello?"

"When will you be back for dinner?"

"I won't go back today, as the New Year is approaching, there are a lot of things to deal with"

"Son came back and cooked twelve dishes"

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone, and after a few seconds, Gong Shou said softly, "Get home before six o'clock in the evening"

"Yeah," Li Jingrou agreed, and then hung up the phone.

The Gong Shou on the other end of the phone was putting down the phone, standing in the office and looking out the window. Did his son cook? Tasty? Hey, no matter how bad it is, can it be worse than what your wife makes?

At six o'clock in the evening, Gong Shouzheng appeared outside his house on time. Standing at the door, he was a little afraid to go back.

In the past two days, Li Jingrou knew that her son was coming back soon, and said that she wanted to surprise her son, learn how to cook every day, and let him taste it after cooking.

But the stomach is an iron stomach, and the tongue is not! That dish is too bad to eat! Let's put it this way, after eating Li Jingrou's dishes, it is delicious to eat Huoxiang Zhengqi!

He had done enough ideological work for himself outside the door, and even thought about the way back. If there was still food cooked by Li Jingrou on the table, he would say that the meeting was not cancelled, and he would come back to see his son and leave!

He took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

As soon as the door opened, I could smell the strong aroma of vegetables.

His nose twitched slightly, as if it was quite fragrant!