"You said you don't know how to cook, but you still insist on showing off. You know how powerful you are this time!" Tang Zhengqing took Lin Xuehan's hand and couldn't help but criticize.

Lin Xuehan, who was behind her, was trembling with anger. She shrank her hands several times but was unable to free herself, "Asshole, if you hadn't told me, would I have cooked?"

Lin Xuehan was so angry that she wanted to hit someone. If you, a bastard, hadn't said a few words, would you know how to cook? You don't know if you know how to cook? What do you mean by teasing yourself now that you know it? Don't you just want to see?

Have you made a fool of yourself? It’s okay now, you’ve seen it!

"You said it first, okay? If you hadn't said it, I would have said it?" Tang Zhengqing, a straight man, never took the initiative to take the blame. It was obviously you who said it first. What does it have to do with you?

Even if you know you can’t cook, what will happen? It’s been two or three years. Who knows if you have learned to cook? Two or three years is not a short time. It is enough for a novice to become a powerful person.

kitchen.

Tang Zhengqing actually didn't have anything like alcohol or iodophor at home, and he didn't even know if he had any band-aids. He had to wipe it with a tissue first, and then find some wine to disinfect it.

In fact, there is no need for disinfection. Tang Zhengqing can directly treat the wound, but whether Lin Xuehan can accept this is still uncertain.

"Okay, the bleeding is gone. Pay more attention at night and it will be fine tomorrow!" Tang Zhengqing treated it briefly and it will be healed tomorrow without even a scar.

An angry Lin Xuehan turned around immediately. This bastard was hopeless. How did he become blind in the first place?

"Go away!" Lin Xuehan kicked Tang Zhengqing several times. She didn't want to say a word now.

Tang Zhengqing was helpless, what happened to this arrogant woman? I have already treated your finger, what else is there to be unhappy about?

Just after Tang Zhengqing left, Lin Xuehan took out her mobile phone, found a suitable place, took a photo, and posted it on her Weibo, "I tried to cook, but cut my finger. It hurts!"

The photo shows a bright wound.

Not to mention international movie stars (tactical backtracking), not many of the 50 million fans are zombie fans, they are basically active fans, and those little fresh fans cannot compare.

The comment area exploded in an instant with all kinds of comfort, all kinds of heartache, and some even said they would rather get hurt than let the goddess get hurt.

Looking at these comments, Lin Xuehan quickly felt comfortable. You don't care about me, but there are many people who care about me, hum!

Tang Zhengqing did not see this Weibo. Although he also had a Weibo, it was from three years ago. Even at that time, he could not post more than a few Weibo posts in a month.

"Yuyou, Duoduo, go watch cartoons with grandma. Dad is cooking. Don't disturb mom, okay?"

After seeing the four people off, Tang Zhengqing started cooking and made several dishes according to Lin Xuehan's ideas.

While the soup was simmering, Tang Zhengqing took the time to take out his mobile phone and looked at it. There were not many software on it. Apart from the ones that came with it, there were only QQ, WeChat and Weibo, and there were no other contact software.

QQ, Tang Zhengqing has not logged in for a long time. He is afraid of meeting familiar people because he really doesn’t know what to do. When he clicked on QQ, his phone was instantly stuck, and the beeping sound kept stopping.

It took a minute to recover.

Tang Zhengqing took a closer look. There were messages from 9999, classmates, work groups, friend groups, and many messages from friends. The earliest one appeared five years ago. Think about it, he hadn't checked the messages in five years.

, Tang Zhengqing couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

The same is true for WeChat, but there are really not many friends on WeChat. I was registered at the strong request of the company when I was working as a bodyguard for Lin Xuehan. It has been almost ten years now, and I only have a dozen or so friends.

By some strange coincidence, Tang Zheng checked Weibo. There were not many friends he followed on Weibo, only about a dozen. Most of them were his classmates, including high school classmates and junior high school classmates. Apart from his classmates, the only one was Lin Xuehan.

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I refreshed and saw Lin Xuehan’s Weibo. The bright photo made Tang Zhengqing frown. What does this mean?

"If you're injured, just treat it. Put a band-aid on it and it'll be fine in a day!" After saying this, Tang Zhengqing put away his phone and put it in his pocket.

"Dad, Dad, what does the little rabbit eat? Grandma said there are no carrots at home." Youyou ran to the kitchen and shouted loudly.

"Yuyou, don't worry. Dad will bring you some carrots later. The little rabbit will definitely be full. But, Yoyo, you also have to eat more, you know?" In Tang Zhengqing's impression, there must be more.

Eating is the same whether you are an adult or a child. It is impossible not to eat.

Tang Zhengqing often didn't have enough to eat when he was a child. At that time, there was a shortage of materials in the mountains, and the yield of rice cultivation was not high. In order to have enough food, his father Tang Jianming tried many ways, including quicklime in bottles of salt water to fry fish.

, went hunting in the mountains with a shotgun, and did everything.

It is precisely for this reason that Tang Zhengqing is the only child in the family. If the living conditions were good, Tang Zhengqing might have a younger brother or younger sister.

"Duoduo, Youyou, eat more!" Tang Zhengqing filled the rice for the two children, which made Lin Xuehan frown, "You should also eat more!" Tang Zhengqing filled a bowl of rice and placed it in front of Lin Xuehan.

This rice is the white jade rice that I brought from Tianyuan Star. Even ordinary people in Tianyuan Star cannot eat this kind of rice.

Even though the smell was tempting, Lin Xuehan couldn't resist eating it. She wanted to lose weight, so she couldn't eat it, she couldn't eat it, she must not eat it.

"It tastes good!" Lin Xuehan muttered. She didn't care whether there was too much rice or not, let alone whether she could eat more carbohydrates at night. She should eat it first and then lose weight tomorrow.

"Xiao Qing, this rice is quite good. Do you have any more? Your second uncle will also send some over." Tang Jianming, who was eating, said, since it is very delicious, the family should share it, maybe for Tang Zhengqing

Generally speaking, his relationship with Tang Zhengyang is not that cordial, but Tang Jianming and Tang Jianguang are brothers from the same mother. The relationship between the two of them is very good. Even if they caught a wild rabbit back then, they would have to take half of it. For this

Li Chunying often muttered about him.

Tang Jianming would always reply that women have long hair but short knowledge.

"Dad, I got a lot of these rice from my friends. I will send some to my second uncle tomorrow." Tang Zhengqing did a lot of making things out of thin air, otherwise he would not be able to explain the origin of these things.
Chapter completed!