Chapter 597
Fang Chixia didn't even know what Luo Yi liked or didn't like. She didn't take her holiday with Luo Yi to heart, she turned her head and asked Luo Yi outside, "Grandpa, what do you like?"
Luo Yi put her arms around her chest, sat on the chair expressionlessly, ignoring her coldly.
"Then I'll follow my own." Fang Chixia pouted and turned to go to the refrigerator to find ingredients.
Luo Yibei rarely came to Luo Yi's side. After standing in the kitchen for a while, he went out to accompany him.
In addition to being a bit out of temper, Luo Yi is actually a very easy-going person.
At least, in Luo Yibei's private affairs, Luo Yi, like Sa Zhixing and his wife, will not care about him.
"Talk to me about her!" Luo Yi squinted at Fang Chixia in the room from the corner of his eyes, his voice faint.
"My woman." Luo Yibei introduced it very simply.
Luo Yi, "..."
Luo Yi was slightly distorted by his angry face, and corrected, "Detailed."
"The poor bastard who has no father, no mother and no one hurts." Luo Yibei summed it up very simply.
Luo Yi, "..."
Luo Yi was blocked by him and was speechless for a while, and chopped the crutches, "Be serious!"
"Where am I not serious?" Luo Yibei made himself a cup of tea, handed him a cup, and handed a cup to Xiao Zuo.
Xiao Zuo laughed muffled beside him.
"I'm going to help Xia Xia." Climbing off the chair, he went to the kitchen in a hurry.
"Where are the parents?" Luo Yi was silent for a while, then asked again.
This question stopped Luo Yibei.
Fang Chixia didn't tell him about her parents, and he didn't ask more for fear of triggering her unhappy past.
He still remembers how Fang Chixia cried sadly in his arms after returning from Shi Jinyang.
"Why do you mention this? She has no shortage of people to support her now." Luo Yi replied lightly, he stood up and went to the kitchen, "I'll check the situation."
When we entered, the house was a little messy.
Originally, Fang Chixia could handle it alone, but after Xiao Zuo entered, the more he helped, the more chaos he became.
How can the young master who grew up in a family like the Luo family know how to work in the kitchen, let him help add water to the pot, and add half of the rice that Fang Chixia has already cooked to half-cooked.
Ask him to help pick vegetables, throw everything that can be eaten into the trash can, wash the uneatable and hand it to her, and mix up all the ingredients.
Fang Chixia couldn't say anything about him, he could only do it all over again.
"If it doesn't work, don't force it." Luo Yibei looked at her in a hurry, and intuitively she couldn't handle this lunch.
"I can." Fang Chixia didn't even look at him, lowered his head and continued to be his own.
"Do you need my help?" Luo Yibei asked kindly.
"Just don't be like Xiao Zuo." Fang Chixia gave him a reward.
Luo Yibei was stunned at first, looking at her mess, her face was slightly distorted.
Compare him to that kid? Is it comparable?
"What are you doing?" Walking in a few steps, he glanced at the pot she was boiling, staring at the red hot spot, the expression on his face suddenly froze.
hot pot!
She even prepared hot pot at the old man's place!
"Grandpa's age, is this okay?" Luo Yibei didn't attack her directly, but reminded her more implicitly.
He himself has shadows about hot pot, and his memory of this is not pleasant.
"Occasionally, it doesn't matter. Great-grandfather usually eats lightly. Occasionally, if the taste is different, maybe he will like it." Fang Chixia answered him casually while busy with his own.