Accidentally born in the ’60s

    Zhen Zhen looked at Xi Junjie while covering her red face, her whole body was numb: how could such a good-looking boy who can flirt and cook be my boyfriend? I must have saved the world in my last life!

    Seeing Zhen Zhen staring at herself without blinking, Xi Junjie smiled and helped her straighten her hair: "If you keep watching, maybe our dishes will be cold."

    Zhen Zhen immediately came back to her senses, beauty is important, but you can see it anytime, if the food is cold, the taste will be discounted, isn't it a waste of Xi Junjie's labor.

    Zhen Zhen immediately took out the long tray, placed six dishes on it, and then went out. Xi Junjie hurriedly stopped her, and smiled helplessly: "Didn't you say that you will leave this kind of work to me in the future?"

    "That's right!" Zhen Zhen carefully put the tray in Xi Junjie's hand: "It's the first time I have a partner, so I'm not used to it." Looking at Xi Junjie's weak arm , Zhen Zhen reminded a little worriedly: "If you can't hold it, remember to tell me, I'm too strong."

    Xi Junjie took the tray and walked forward with ease: "I still have this strength, after all..." His eyes swept over Zhen Zhen: "I have to hold it even heavier. s things."

    Zhen Zhen instantly understood the meaning of Xi Junjie's words, she felt that her face must be red again.

    As soon as the two walked to the corridor, Mingbei and Mingxi both came out, Zhen Zhen pointed to the kitchen and said, "The dishes are ready, help bring them here."

    Ming Bei stretched his neck and looked at the six dishes on the plate with all the colors and flavors, and suddenly felt a little hungry. Touching his stomach, Mingbei decided to pat Zhen Zhen's **** and try to eat more in the future: "Young girl, this dish looks delicious when you make it, you are really becoming more and more capable."

    Zhen Zhen glanced at Xi Junjie next to her, and told Ming Bei happily: "Junjie did it." Hearing Zhen Zhen's tone of voice from his own family, Xi Junjie felt sweet and delicious. Like honey. Seeing Xi Junjie smirking at herself, Zhen Zhen held his arm uneasy, urging him to go forward.

    Ming Bei looked at the backs of the two walking farther and farther, and always felt that something was wrong.

    "Second brother, this Xi Junjie is very capable. He can cook well. He looks better than Zhen Zhen." Ming Bei looked back and saw Ming Xi's shocked expression. Confused: "You don't need to be scared like this even if people can cook, right?"

    Mingxi clutched her frightened little heart, she always felt that she had discovered a great secret, and remembered that she had taken Zhen Zhen and Xi Junjie to run together in the morning in the main room When the matter was said, Mingxi wanted to give himself a big mouth. No wonder his father's eyes turned out to be his own watery Chinese cabbage that was going to be poached.

    Mingbei's **** is rooted to the end, and he didn't think much about it at all, and he exchanged experience with Mingxi happily: "I think we have to have a good relationship with Xi Junjie, wait for the weekend holiday or something, please He came to play at home, and he knew that it was delicious just by smelling the smell of the dish."

    "Fourth! For the sake of your own brother, brother tell you, don't you talk less while eating?" He sighed and concluded, "Especially you can't boast that the food is delicious, or you won't be able to go back to school today."

    Mingbei touched his head, saw that Mingxi had already headed towards the kitchen, and instantly put Mingxi's explanation behind him: "Oh my god, it's so fragrant, I'm drooling. ."

    Mr. Li led the guests to wash their hands and went to the main hall, and found that the large round table inside was already filled with various dishes. When Mrs. Li saw it, she murmured in her heart, thinking that this dish must not be made by Zhen Zhen. Even if these people in the family, Zhen Zhen, can cook, there are many tricks, and they have learned medicinal food from Mr. Zhang, but compared with these dishes on the table today, you can still see a big gap, at least This color, lustre, fragrance, and bells and whistles don't look like Zhen Zhen's craftsmanship.

    In fact, Zhenzhen was eaten more often in the past life, just like gourds and scoops, but the people in Beicha are only stewed vegetables, and they seldom even cook them, so they all I think Zhen Zhen's cooking ideas are delicious. But Xi Junjie is different. He wants to do his best in everything he does. When he and his parents were in France, the school had a cooking class, and he invited a famous chef to teach the students how to cook. Xi Junjie took this as the main course very seriously. After the school course was over, he even went to the restaurant to be a teacher. Now his French food is better than that of ordinary restaurant chefs.

    Xi Junjie learned how to cook Chinese food because Xi Changbo met a chef who took refuge in France by chance when he was in Paris. Because of that chef's good cooking skills, before the founding of the People's Republic of China, many capitalists were proud to book his table. After the capitalists fell, he was also implicated. Fortunately, he saved a lot of money in those years and found a way to lead him. I went directly to France with my family.

    The chef had just arrived in French and couldn't speak the language, and there was no suitable restaurant willing to hire him, and he couldn't even find a suitable place to live, so he was very embarrassed for a while. It just so happened that Xi Changbo went out to visit a friend one day. The chef saw that he was also from the same country, so desperately came to ask for help. Xi Changbo had also heard the name of this person when he was in China. Thinking that the house he bought was relatively large, and there were two rooms on the first floor that had been vacant, he took in this person's family. The chef didn't pay anything in return. Seeing that Xi Junjie was interested in cooking, he taught him carefully for three years. Later, Xi Changbo returned to China after Renman, and before he left, he helped the chef to open a Chinese restaurant, but because of the ten years in China, the two have been afraid to communicate. After so many years, there is no way to communicate.

    Although Xi Junjie's cooking skills are top-notch, he rarely cooks because of his love of cleanness. Generally, he only cooks a table of dishes on the New Year's Day, parents' birthdays, grandparents and grandparents' birthdays . Therefore, the elders of the Xi family and the Ling family are most looking forward to their birthdays.

    Xi Changbo and Ling Xiulan were seated in the guest seats. When they saw the dishes on the table, they looked at each other silently. Xi Junjie had many quirks in cooking, such as braised shrimp It should be arranged one by one, with the shrimp heads next to the shrimp heads, and the circle left in the middle is comparable to drawing with a compass; or it is like the crispy fried pigeon, although Xi Junjie has cut them for convenience. Good, but in order to preserve the integrity of the shape, he put it back bit by bit after he cut it. If he hadn't looked carefully, he basically couldn't see any signs of being cut. already divided.

    The two families sat around the round table, Li Muwu took out a few wines from the house, he patted a big wine jar provocatively opened it and looked at Xi Changbo: "This is me in Beicha The wine you make yourself is the puree wine brewed by our hydrolysis plant and winery. It has a full 62 degrees, and there are medicinal materials such as ginseng, velvet antler, and ganoderma lucidum. Do you dare to drink it?"

      He looked at Li Muwu in horror: "Will you drink this without nosebleeds?"

    Li Muwu glanced at him and said confidently, "I'm in great health, so I don't drink this."

    "Then why are you soaking it?" Xi Changbo silently put the wine stopper back, with a heartache on his face: "That ginseng must be a hundred years old."

    Li Muwu looked at him cheerfully: "My jar of wine is designed to treat all kinds of dissatisfaction. If anyone comes to my house and refuses to accept, I will invite him to drink this wine."

    Xi Changbo looked at him speechlessly: "You are too careful."

    Mr. Li smiled and waved her hand: "Don't listen to his nonsense, I usually drink this wine, but I don't dare to drink too much, only one or two a day."

    Xi Changbo quickly let go, Li Muwu took a small long spoon and poured a little wine into the small pocket wine cup in front of Mrs. Li, and then moved the wine jar back.

    Take out a bottle of Maotai, and each poured a glass. Mingxi was at home on vacation and poured a cup with him. Ling Xiulan didn't drink white wine, and Wang Sufen was embarrassed to ask for it, so Zhen Zhen took out a bottle of wine from the cabinet beside her.

      Other people's food is delicious, but I made it clean and fresh." Zhen Zhen smiled and poured a cup for Ling Xiulan and Wang Sufen each, Mingbei smelled the sweetness and the faint aroma of wine and wanted it.

    Anyway, this thing is not intoxicating, Zhen Zhen poured a glass for Ming Bei, Xi Junjie and herself, Xie Yanan and Wang Xinwen were pregnant and they were drinking pure grape juice.

    Mr. Li took a sip of wine and greeted everyone to eat. Although Zhen Zhen was full just now, but looking at the delicious food on the table, she couldn't help but stretch out her chopsticks, Took a piece of mandarin duck chicken to eat.

    Li Muwu is relatively rough, and he has eaten rough food for a lifetime. In the past, stewed meat and fish was a good life. Now when I see this kind of dish that looks like a painting, I don’t know which one to put. .

    Seeing that Li Muwu and Wang Sufen didn't move their chopsticks, Zhen Zhen rolled a roast duck for each of them. Only sandwiched the nearest dishes. Not to mention the thick lines of the old Li family, Li Muwu didn't eat anything wrong at all. He just ate a few mouthfuls of dishes and forgot about drinking. He took the dishes one by one, and the food was as fragrant as Mingbei.

    Xi Changbo came back with a piece of Biluo shrimp. As soon as he entered the mouth, Xi Changbo confirmed his thoughts. On the birthday of Mr. Ling in April, Xi Junjie cooked this dish. The taste is exactly the same. Xi Changbo raised his head and glanced at Xi Junjie, only to see that he was not afraid of getting his hands dirty this time, and diligently peeled the shrimp for Li Mingzhen, and suddenly sighed in his heart, "It's not a big deal."

    It seems to be to impress the old Li family, Xi Junjie cooked all the ingredients in the kitchen, even the carp that was originally too thorny also made a sweet and sour fish. . After the carp fillets are well-cut, they are deep-fried in a frying pan, and the shape of a carp leaping over a dragon gate is placed, and then topped with the boiled soup.

    In order to keep the sweet and sour fish intact in the kitchen just now, Zhen Zhen didn't dare to try it. When Mrs. Li picked up the first chopsticks, Zhen Zhen couldn't wait to give Wang Sufen a piece first, and then put it herself. I put a piece of fish meat with crispy skin in my mouth.

    I also ate sweet and sour fish when I traveled in my previous life, and I don’t know if it was not done well. When Xi Junjie was making sweet and sour fish, he first removed the fishy lines, and when frying the fish, the oil temperature was just right, which not only retained the freshness and tenderness of the fish, but also did not let the oil remain in the fish.

    This sour, sweet and tender dish won praise from all the ladies on the table. Mrs. Li praised it several times, even Xie Yanan and Wang Xinwen who had been tainted by the fishy smell of acid reflux before. I also kept on eating, not only did I have no morning sickness reaction, but also opened up my appetite, and ate a bowl of rice more than usual.

    After eating a meal for more than an hour, Li Muwu was very satisfied with his bulging belly. He wiped his hands with the warm handkerchief that Zhen Zhen had prepared for everyone. He Zui looked at Xi Changbo with some contentment: "Is the food my daughter cooks delicious?"

    Xi Changbo looked at him strangely, wondering if telling the truth would drive him crazy.

    Zhen Zhen drank two glasses of wine at the banquet, her cheeks were red and her eyes were watery, she held a small handkerchief and looked at Xi Junjie with a straight smile, and heard Li Muwu boast about cooking by himself It was delicious, and he quickly corrected Xi Junjie's name: "Dad, except for the roast duck, I made the dishes on this table, and everything else is Junjie's craftsmanship."

    Xi Junjie looked at Zhen Zhen with a smile, his tone was very gentle: "Zhen Zhen also helped a lot."

    "Jun...jie..." After drinking a lot of wine, Li Muwu's head couldn't turn, he hesitantly turned his head to look at Xi Junjie, and then looked at Mrs. Li blankly: "Mother , do you think I drank too much? Why do I feel like something is wrong."

    Mr. Li was a little dazed when she saw her granddaughter looking at Xi Junjie's smiling face, as if she was polite and polite when they met in the morning, how could she be straight at noon Junjie Zhen Zhen is so affectionate, why is the skill of cooking a meal different?

    In front of outsiders, Mrs. Li didn't want to ask Zhen Zhen in the street, so she left Xi Changbo and Ling Xiulan to drink tea for a while before sending them outside the gate.

    Back to the room, Li Muwu baijiu lay on the bed and slept soundly, Mingxi and the others were cleaning the dishes in the main hall, Mrs. Li went in and saw that Zhen Zhen was not in the room and asked Mingbei: " What about our baby?"

    Mingbei put all the bowls together, ready to move out: "Zhen Zhen said that the wine is a little too high, she has to go back to the house to wash her face and squint for a while."

    "Oh." Mrs. Li nodded: "Then who of the two of you brothers will talk to me?"

    As soon as the voice fell, Mingxi immediately lowered his head in a guilty conscience, and Mingbei raised his head stupidly, with a blank expression: "What are you talking about? You are not sleepy, you still want to chat?"

    Mr. Li found a chair and sat down, sighed deeply: "Although I said in the morning that the child's own affairs can be developed freely, but this development is too fast, the whole I'm not mentally prepared at all, why do you think I'm still sleeping? My heart is pounding now, and your father is confused and reacts. You wait for him to wake up, and you have to be unhappy. "

    "No, what's the development?" Mingbei stared at Mrs. Li, and then looked at Mingxi, who was about to get under the table, but still didn't catch the string.

    Mr. Li glanced at him speechlessly, wishing to stab him in the head with her hand: "You didn't see that your sister and that kid from the Xi family were dating."

    Mingbei was taken aback: "No, when did it happen? When we came back yesterday, the two of them sat in the front and the back, and they didn't look like they were the same person. what?"

    Mr. Li was even more sour: "When did it happen? It's not about today!" She glanced at Mingbei angrily: "I ask you, do you cook? What did the two of them say, and why did the kung fu become like this in a while? You didn't see your sister, and when you saw Xi Junjie, you were happy and blooming. "

    "I didn't say anything." Mingbei didn't even bother to clean up the bowl, he tried to think about what happened today: "It was Xi Junjie and I who went out in the morning, I went to kill the pigeons , he went to the garden to find Zhen Zhen, and when they came back from the garden with the fish, he kicked us all out and said let us go back to the house and rest."

    "Then you all go back to the house to rest?" Mrs. Li looked at Ming Bei speechlessly, and then glared at Ming Xi who could no longer see the top of her head: "You stand up for me, People in their thirties, why are they drilling under the table?"

    Mingxi showed his head embarrassedly, and said with a smirk, "There are some bones in the ground, I'll pick them up." Afraid that Mrs. Li would not believe it, he also showed Mrs. Li the trash can. .

    Mr. Li gave him a white look and did not hesitate to expose his little tricks: "Don't fix that useless, tell me the real business."

    When Mingxi saw it, he couldn't hide it, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "Yanan smelled the fishy smell of acid reflux water in the kitchen, and I hurried to accompany him. Take her back. Mom, I think you have to ask Ming Bei about this, his wife and Zhen Zhen live upstairs and downstairs in the school, and Ming Bei also went to Imperial College, and he knows more about the appointments than I do.”

    Mr. Li's eyes came over, and Mingbei was suddenly stunned: "I really don't know, I remember that Wenwen mentioned Zhen Zhen before and said that Xi Junjie was good-looking, but later I haven't seen them together." After a pause, Li Mingbei added: "Wenwen and Zhen Zhen are not from the same department, their classes are different, and sometimes they don't see each other once a day."

    Looking at the stupid grandson, Mrs. Li knew she couldn't ask anything, and sat there and sighed. Seeing the unhappy appearance of the old lady at home, Mingxi didn't care about being scolded, so he quickly put his things aside, sat next to Mrs. Li, and asked cautiously, "Milk, Did you miss Xi Junjie?"

    "It's the same..." Mrs. Li's expression was a little tangled: "I just wasn't mentally prepared, you don't know I'm flustered, it's like your sister marrying tomorrow , it's very uncomfortable."

    "What's so uncomfortable about that." Mingbei was a little puzzled: "His family lives next door, if the two really get married in the future, I think it's fine to tear down the wall that the government added later. Anyway, this house belongs to Zhen Zhen, and the house looks more spacious after opening it up. Think about how big the garden will be in the future."

    Mr. Li looked at Ming Bei in shock, stood up abruptly, and immediately took a step back for Ming Bei, and asked weakly, "Did I... say the wrong thing again?"

    Mr. Li stood up and walked to Mingbei in three steps. She slapped him on the back with a slap, making Mingbei tremble. Mingbei had a bitter face, just not knowing what he said wrong, when he heard Mrs. Li laugh: "Oh Mingbei, you have finally become smart after so many years. You said why I didn't think of it, Xi Junjie is the only son over there, and this is Zhen Zhen's house, and after getting married, it's not a family after the wall is demolished."

    The more she thought about it, the more beautiful she became, and she almost laughed out loud: "If you say that, the two of them are actually very good friends. Even if Zhen Zhen gets married in the future, they will not be able to live outside. I can also help her to take care of the confinement and look after a child or something."

    Mingxi looked at Mrs. Li with a black face: "Mother, you are thinking too far, Zhen Zhen still has three years to graduate, and the marriage is still early. "

    "Why so early? How fast is the blink of an eye in three or four years." Mrs. Li touched the cigarette bag, lit it, took a deep breath, and thought for a moment: "The dowry for Zhen Zhen Think ahead."

    The more she thinks about it, the more she realizes that this matter cannot be delayed any longer, she pointed to the north with the cigarette bag and pot: "Go to the house and call your mother, I and your mother have to discuss it carefully. This issue."

    Mingxi looked at her dumbfoundedly: "Milk, you are not afraid of scaring my mother."

    Ming Bei went to Wang Sufen with a bitter face, while Ming Xi swiftly cleaned the table and went to the kitchen to wash with the dishes and chopsticks. After cleaning the dishes, Mingxi thought that the table in the room had to be wiped, and the floor had to be swept, and he took the guy back to the main hall.

    In the main hall, Mrs. Li had already told Wang Sufen about the relationship between Xi Junjie and Zhen Zhen, Wang Sufen was also mixed: "Zhen Zhen, this girl finally has a partner, mother, you don't know I used to worry about it all the time, and I was still thinking about what kind of man she could like if our girl is so capable. Fortunately, I don’t need to look for it, I will bring one back myself. so beautiful."

    Wang Sufen said happily and was a little worried: "I'm just worried about Zhen Zhen's father, he must be uncomfortable, don't look at how he usually doesn't speak, but his heart always hurts Zhen Zhen, every time On Saturday morning, he muttered to me to buy some dishes that Zhen Zhen likes to eat, for fear of starving his daughter. He is really hurting Zhen Zhen, you can see him today when Zhen Zhen and Xi Junjie went out for a run in the morning With such a dark face, if it is said that Zhen Zhen is the target, he will definitely explode."

    "It's not that bad." Mrs. Li took a puff of cigarettes and was a little worried: "But Zhen Zhen has always been a big idea, and it's not a bad thing, you can't stop her. Otherwise, let's hide it from her father first, and he won't necessarily remember the noon thing anyway."

    "What if I remember a little bit?" Wang Sufen looked at Mrs. Li eagerly.

    Mr. Li put down the cigarette bag and pot, her tone was very firm: "Just say he was dreaming, it's nothing. Anyway, the kid from the Xi family will have to come to the house all the time in the future, he will get used to it slowly."

    Wang Sufen had unconditional trust in Mrs. Li, she immediately nodded and said, "Mother's idea is no problem."

    Mr. Li glanced at Ming Bei, who was sweeping the floor, and called him over: "You can have snacks when you are in school, look at your sister and the kid from the Xi family. Don't let him tug at your sister's hand, you know?"

    "Got it." Ming Bei patted his chest: "Don't worry, I told him not to hold my sister's hand."

    In the afternoon, Xi Junjie was waiting at the bus stop early, just as Ming Bei, Wang Xinwen and Zhen Zhen left the alley, Xi Junjie saw it with sharp eyes, and hurried over to greet them: "Zhen Zhen …”

    "Hey! Hey! Hey!" Ming Bei stretched out his arms to block Zhen Zhen: "Don't hold hands."

    Xi Junjie glanced at Mingbei and handed Mingbei a paper bag in his hand: "I made some fried spare ribs in the afternoon. Brother Mingbei and sister-in-law will eat it while it's hot in the car."

    Mingbei smelled the fragrance emanating from the paper bag, and swallowed his saliva very hopelessly, he looked back at Zhen Zhen, and asked a little embarrassedly: "Can I have it? "

    Zhen Zhen looked at me and his saliva was about to flow down, and nodded seriously: "Just take it for you."

    Mingbei immediately turned around and took the paper bag, and showed it to Wang Xinwen: "Daughter-in-law, can you eat it if you smell it?"

    Zhen Zhen bypassed Ming Bei who was blocking the road, walked to Xi Junjie, looked at the lunch boxes in the big bag in his hand, and asked curiously, "You brought this what?"

    Xi Junjie smiled and pointed to her: "When I got home in the afternoon, my mother asked me to blow up the remaining five pigeons, and I brought you three. There are other people at home. The newly delivered hairy crabs, I stewed four crab lion heads for you. At noon, I saw that you like sweet and sour dishes, and I made a sweet and sour pork ribs, and a chestnut choy heart to remove the greasy. Yes, I used chestnuts that were just harvested this fall, and they are sweet and pasty regardless of size." Finally, Xi Junjie pointed to the not very large heat preservation bucket on the top: "There is also a snail in soup, which not only can Appetizing and stagnant, but also beauty and beauty, especially suitable for you."

    Just listening to Zhen Zhen makes my mouth water, looking at one lunch box after another, Zhen Zhen is moved and distressed: "You cooked so many dishes at noon, why don't you take a break in the afternoon?"

    "It doesn't take much effort." Xi Junjie looked at Zhen Zhen and smiled warmly: "Also, I like to see you eating the dishes I made."

    Zhen Zhen looked up at him, her little face flushed: "That night we have dinner together."

    "DiDi..." The car horn sounded, Zhen Zhen turned around and saw that it was the bus. The car door opened, Zhen Zhen quickly reached out to hold Xi Junjie's hand and got into the car.

    Ming Bei, who was holding a paper bag to fry pork ribs, was dumbfounded: "The milk said that Xi Junjie can't touch Zhen Zhen's hand, but this time Zhen Zhen took the initiative to touch others' hands, what's the matter? alright?"