C142 Dark Cuisine
The red sunset passed through the dense leaves and shone on the glass of the kitchen window. Su Yuyan hummed happily as she busied herself in the kitchen.0
Today, Nan Jinshen would not be able to come back from a meeting at the company. She wanted to personally cook and cook a few dishes that she was good at. She went to the company to console her husband. She lit the gas stove and the smell of fireworks instantly drifted out from the kitchen.
After a while, Aunt Lan saw their young lady bring out the black bean sprouts, fried eggs, and a large amount of salt seaweed soup.
"Young lady, are you making this for Nan Son-In-Law?" Aunt Lan asked probingly.
"Of course. This is my first time cooking. Nan Jinshen is lucky to have a big mouth." Su Yuyan threw ribs into the frying pan and hummed a song happily.
Hehe, such a life was really like a newlyweds. Their husband went out to make money, their wife cooked a few good dishes at home, and waited to deliver food to their husband.
However, Aunt Lan looked at the messy dishes and still could not help but walk to the front of the frying pan. Picking up a spoon, she scooped up a little bit of soup and stuck out her tongue to carefully lick it. Oh my god, I almost didn't spit it out. It was salty and bitter. This is too hard to drink.
Su Yuyan did not realize how bad her cooking was. She was busy preparing the final dish - braised pork ribs. However, she did not know if it was because of the lack of oil or the overdose of chili. The kitchen was filled with smoke, choking her so hard that she could not breathe. She coughed loudly.
"Oh my, my lady, that's black vinegar, not soy sauce. Did you put the wrong seasoning?" Aunt Lan ran over to take a look. These few dishes were simply terrifying. If she ate them, she would die.
She could not bear it any longer and quickly pushed the lady out of the kitchen. She could not help but sigh, "Oh my God! Miss, quickly go to the living room and watch TV. I'll do the rest. If I count on you to bring these dishes to the company for the son-in-law to eat later, I'll eat half of his life. "
"How can that be? I don't believe -" Su Yuyan completely did not believe that her cooking was that bad. She walked to the pot, puzzled, and picked up the chopsticks to take a bite of the egg.
Instantly her face turned pale and the egg stuck in her throat. It was so bitter that she almost vomited. Alright! She was convinced and nodded with great difficulty. She said, "Aunt Lan, you are right. It seems that I am not suitable to be a good wife and a good mother. I'll leave the kitchen to you. I'll go watch TV."
"Yes, yes, go quickly! Aunt Lan's kind eyes were hidden and a smile flashed across her face. She put on a blue apron and quickly and skillfully started to cook dinner.
After the three dishes and soup were done, Su Yuyan, Aunt Lan, Sister Yaqin and Ms Xiaoran greeted each other and then carried the lunchbox and elegantly took the bus to the Muchen Group company.
As night fell, the green bus drove on the road and cut through the quiet night city. Su Yuyan sat in the last row near the window and her slender fingers tightly held the lunchbox that emitted heat.
She looked at the bustling night market, the lights were brilliant, and the streets were filled with people. Shops, supermarkets, restaurants, and bars were listed.
The night sky of the entire city was gentle and beautiful.
The bus passed one platform after another, and suddenly, when it passed by a remote black intersection, a white car suddenly dashed out, scaring the driver so much that he opened his eyes wide and immediately stepped on the brakes...
"Hey, are you crazy? Do you know how to drive? Why did you drive the car to the middle of the road? " After the moment of shock, the driver suddenly became angry. He stuck his head out of the window of the driver's seat. He cursed, "Do you know how dangerous your actions just now were?"
"Shut up!"
Lan Zitong ignored the bus driver's words. She opened the car door and walked out coldly. She was wearing a long white dress and looked smart and elegant.
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