President Ba's little white flower has fallen off his horse

Chapter 33 033

This should be a private number.

After the call was connected, Meng Xichen thought so.

Listening to the voice, the person on the other end of the phone is a middle-aged man around 50 years old, maybe his actual age is even older, but because of his brisk tone, Meng Xichen tried to guess as young as possible.

Before Meng Xichen had time to say hello politely, a sentence came from over there: "Who is it?"

The doctor seemed to be in a relatively noisy environment. Meng Xichen could faintly hear a few shouts and car horns, as if...in some snack bar.

Because of this, the doctor's voice is also louder.

Meng Xichen: "Excuse me, are you..."

Doctor: "It's time to eat, hang up."

Accompanied by the sound of "beep".

The phone was hung up.

Before hanging up, Meng Xichen heard the voice muttering: "Who messed up this phone number again?"

Meng Xichen: Ah, this...

Although a doctor is also a human being and has to eat and rest, and it is true that he cannot be morally kidnapped during lunch break, but this kind of temper...is he really reliable?

Meng Xichen thought about it, but didn't continue to call, and the other party might not answer the call.

Right now, let's settle the lunch first.

Anyway, it's not that there is only such a doctor in the whole world, just look for someone later.

He Yi'an was still wandering around the house, he seemed very satisfied with the fact that there are more people living in the house now, and there is more life in the house. He didn't mention lunch, and he didn't know if he was really not hungry, or he was embarrassed by the boss say hungry.

Meng Xichen took out his phone and looked at the time, good guy, it's past one o'clock.

In fact, it was eleven o'clock after they finished shopping in the supermarket, and it was just right to find a place to eat. They didn't expect Zhao Yuan to make trouble. They didn't eat a bite, and the two-hour hospital tour was properly arranged.

Later, because of too many emergencies, Meng Xichen actually forgot his lunch.

It is too troublesome to go out and find a place to eat now, so Meng Xichen decided to make enough food and clothing by himself.

Originally, he was worried that Mr. Ba, who "doesn't eat fireworks", had no ingredients at home, but he didn't expect that when he opened the refrigerator, there were quite a lot of ingredients.After thinking about it, he didn't think it was strange. He Yi'an probably hired an aunt who cooked, and she left after cooking every day.

In line with the principle of "it's time to keep things simple", Meng Xichen only took some noodles and two eggs.

Because the Meng family has never advocated that clothes should be handed out and food should be opened, so he used to help his aunt cook occasionally at home.

He can still cook noodles.

He found a large pot to boil water, found soy sauce, bowls and some other seasonings, and when the taste was ready, the water was about to boil, and he began to pour oil into the pan.

The oil heats up quickly, and small bubbles start to appear one by one.

He took off the apron hanging beside him.

The apron should have been left by his aunt, and it was quite clean, so he put it on without thinking about it.When he saw the pink bear above, he realized that he was a little disgusted.

Meng Xichen: This aunt is quite girlish.

He Yi'an walked into the kitchen at some point, and when Meng Xichen turned his head, he saw He Yi'an staring at him with a strange expression.

Meng Xichen didn't expect He Yi'an to be of any help, but there was no reason not to let everyone come. Meng Xichen said, "Will you wash the onion for me? The onion is in the refrigerator."

He Yi'an quit immediately.

"Recognize your identity," He Yi'an said coldly, "Who gave you the courage to teach me how to do things?"

Meng Xichen found that he had a really good temper when facing He Yi'an.

If someone said to him, "Are you teaching me how to do things?", he might directly teach the other person how to behave.

But let's go to He Yi'an, he can't get angry in his heart.

He asked He Yi'an calmly, "Didn't you come into the kitchen just to help?"

He Yi'an: "Oh, spoiled and spoiled!"

Meng Xichen: "You laugh at me like that again!"

He Yi'an: ⊙_⊙

It doesn't look like He Yi'an has really lost his memory, it's obviously subconsciously aware that Meng Xichen will beat people, but he lied to himself that he didn't believe it.

Mr. He said firmly: "Am I afraid that you will beat someone like you? You are just relying on me to spoil you!"

Meng Xichen said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I'm spoiled and spoiled, so whatever you say is right."

Mr. He happily went to wash the onions.

The corners of Meng Xichen's mouth curled up, and he started to put the noodles with a shallow smile that he didn't even notice. The water in the cauldron was already boiling, and the noodles immediately softened his waist.

Meng Xichen took out a pair of chopsticks and stirred it, and the noodles immediately lay obediently in the water, and began to twist/wind/turn/roll along with the boiling water.

Just as the oil in the pan was boiling, he cracked the egg by the side of the pan and put the egg into the pan.

For convenience, he put the two eggs in together.

The egg whites turn milky white once in the pan, and the yolks slide and stick together on top of the whites.

He Yi'an, who had washed the green onions, also stuck to him.

"Eat soft-boiled eggs?" Meng Xichen asked.

He Yian shook his head.

He stood behind Meng Xichen, Meng Xichen looked back at him, and found that he was staring at the eggs in the pot.

There is a comfortable sizzling sound in the oil pan. At first glance, it sounds a bit like the sound of rain, which is especially suitable for soothing the soul.When the edge of the milky white egg white turned yellow, Meng Xichen picked up a shovel and turned it over. The bottom side was indeed an attractive golden yellow.

He took a moment to glance at the cauldron next to him.

The water is boiling and the soup is wide, and the noodles gradually have a transparent texture, and they look extra springy.

It is cooked.

Meng Xichen paid attention to the fried eggs in the pot, pointed to the bowl with seasoning beside him and said to He Yi'an, "Put a spoonful of noodle soup into the bowl first, and then choose the noodles. Choose as much as you want."

In order to prevent unnecessary quarrels, Meng Xichen took the initiative to say: "I'm spoiled again, Mr. He, please fulfill my little request."

Mr. He happily went to pick out noodles.

When Meng Xichen cooked the noodles, the portion was well balanced, and it was just right to divide the noodles in the pot into two bowls equally.The fried eggs here are also golden. Meng Xichen took a shovel and prepared to separate it from the middle.

He Yi Anli Malkang's hand: "No!"

Meng Xichen: "??? What's the matter?" Why are there so many things!

"The heart of this egg is all together, how can you bear to separate it!" He Yi'an said confidently.

Feelings, he was thinking about this just now when he was staring at the egg.

The problem is that he didn't say anything when he ate eggs, so why can't they separate?

Meng Xichen: "Although it's not very good to say this, but... Notre Dame de Paris was burned, and you moved here after your family disappeared?"

He Yi'an: "It's not good to separate."

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Meng Xichen reluctantly shoveled both fried eggs into He Yi'an's bowl, and patted his shoulder lovingly, "Listen to you, don't tell them apart. Eat more!"

Replenish your brain!

Then Meng Xichen picked up the knife... and went to chop the green onions.

Finally, a sprinkling of chopped green onions sublimates the soul of the noodles.

Although these two bowls of noodles are quite plain and simple, with neither high soup nor too many ingredients, there is no doubt that their aroma is very attractive.

He Yi'an ran away with his face up in lightning speed, and Meng Xichen followed him to the dining room, only to find that he was gone again.

After a while, He Yi'an came back with two candlesticks.

He placed the candlesticks on either side of the long table.

Meng Xichen: "..." No need!Really unnecessary!

In broad daylight, what candlelight noodle meal to eat.

Maybe this is the sense of ritual of Mr. Ba's eating, He Yi'an gracefully picked up the knife and fork...ah, no, it's chopsticks - and began to eat noodles without rushing.

Aside from the efficacy of the candle, Meng Xichen really felt like he was eating a big meal at Michelin by looking at him.

Meng Xichen smiled slightly, looking obedient and sweet.

Before putting down his chopsticks, he keenly noticed that the chopped green onion in the bowl was not the one he had sprinkled on it by himself, and when he turned it over a little, two fried eggs were buried in it.

It turned out that this was He Yi Anzang's little thought.

He picked up the fried egg and took a bite, and couldn't help but sigh, "No Michelin star meal can compare to these two fried eggs."

After eating a bowl of hot noodles, Meng Xichen's whole body warmed up, and the worries that hadn't dissipated since He Yi'an passed out were relieved.

Only then did he finally feel in the mood to sort out what happened today.

It is simply a trick of fate that things are crowded together to happen today.

He first met He Yi'an by chance, and he explained that all his efforts were useless. He was just about to give up on the explosive horse, when he turned around and met his parents.Then he was entrusted to He Yi'an by his parents in a daze.

Before he could recover, he was surrounded by people again. He fell off his horse in a fight on his front foot, and He Yi'an passed out on his back foot.

After finally being sent to the hospital for "rescue", he realized that He Yi'an... was hopeless!

President Ba's cancer is at an advanced stage...it's hopeless!

But after getting along for a while, he felt that it was not impossible to rescue him.

In short... After this day, there are surprises, frights, accidents, and sudden realizations.

Feeling like a roller coaster.

He looked up at He Yi'an - in broad daylight, He Yi'an under the candlelight was not hazy at all, and Meng Xichen could clearly see all the expressions on his face.

At this moment, He Yi'an was very quiet, eating noodles earnestly, his movements were gentle and his posture was elegant, he looked like a well-educated rich man.

When he is not talking, he really looks like a cold overlord. Just his face is enough to make people blush and heartbeat.

Such a good object, if you lose it, where can you find it?

Meng Xichen looked at He Yi'an seriously, and couldn't help thinking: What is it that caused him to be so obsessed with the overlord's personality?

It seems that love stories are always inseparable from redemption, then... He Yian, is the story between us also related to redemption?

The author has something to say:

Xiao He: There’s nothing to say, let’s show you how to cook noodles.

In the next chapter, I will ask He Yanjin to learn about Mr. Ba's past~

感谢在2020-12-0723:56:55~2020-12-0921:59:31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: 2 spins and jumps; 1 I am just a little mushroom;

Thank you to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 40 bottles of milk su; 4 bottles of poke and jump; 2 bottles of Yiyu Qingfeng;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!