Too bad, I was treated as a negative teaching material by Zongmen

Seeing Lu Li who was about to be fooled by Wei Ling, Bai Liqi opened his mouth and said, "But you are still hungry for hot pot spareribs."

Wei Ling glared at Baili Qi, "We'll play mahjong later without you!"

Baili Qi was helpless.

Lu Li looked at Wei Ling and spoke seriously, "Wei Ling, don't you want to be like Song Yizhi, okay?"

"There's nothing you can do. Those who are close to vermillion are red and those who are close to ink are black." Wei Ling raised his hand.

Song Yiyue's breathless voice floated over, "Sister, you are so kind. Senior Sister Wei, it has nothing to do with you being a bad student!"

Wei Ling looked back at Song Yiyue, and then said, "Look, look, this nursing sister is protecting her."

"Let's go, set the table." Lu Li said.

After a while, Qi Zhen came back, and several people who were not playing mahjong began to take turns asking Qi Zhen about her practice progress.

Mu Qinqing on the side looked at these people, playing mahjong and chatting in a relaxed atmosphere.

But in this relaxed atmosphere, I feel a little out of place.

Seeing Song Yiyue who was called over for training by Su Dai, Mu Qinqing's eyes dimmed slightly, then walked up and stood beside him, watching Song Yiyue's training seriously.

Song Yizhi and Rong Yueyuan, who were in the kitchen, chatted about what happened during this period.

Rong Yueyuan was just running between the front line and the small courtyard, while Song Yizhi was immersed in researching the antidote for the poisonous sting.

The couple's life can be described as simple and boring.

When they were almost finished, Song Yizhi started cooking.

Rong Yueyuan started at the side.

Looking at Rong Yueyuan, who looked serious as if he wanted to learn to cook, Song Yizhi couldn't help but joked, "Do you want to learn to cook?"

Rong Yueyuan responded.

After cutting the ginger, Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi, who was cooking with a spatula, and said in a gentle voice, "I think cooking is very interesting. If you have time, you can learn it."

Zhizhi likes to eat, so if you learn how to do it yourself, you can make it for her.

Song Yizhi looked at Rong Yueyuan, "If you are interested, I will teach you!"

Rong Yueyuan responded, then put the ginger slices on a plate for later use.

After Song Yiheng and his wife adjusted their breathing, they went directly to the kitchen to find Song Yizhi.

Seeing Song Yizhi frying shredded potatoes, Song Yiheng walked up and looked at it for a while, looking incomprehensible.

Why does he feel like there's something wrong with this shredded potato?

"Fifth Elder, Zhizhi, this is..." Song Yiheng looked at Rong Yueyuan on the side, trying to ask some questions from him.

Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi and said thoughtfully, "Maybe it's because of Song Yiyue?"

Song Yiyue came with Mu Qinqing, so it can be inferred that they may have been together for a long time.

Zhizhi's temper, although he didn't say it with his mouth, he must have remembered it in his heart.

Thinking of Mu Qinqing in the yard, Song Yiheng realized and immediately began to gloat.

"What's wrong with Zhizhi?" Huaizhu came up and looked at Song Yizhi, who was putting the vinegar-coated shredded potatoes on a plate, "These shredded potatoes look good."

Song Yiheng didn't know whether he should tell his wife or not.

In the end, Song Yiheng chose to remain silent.

Rong Yueyuan and Song Yizhi looked at the somewhat sinister Song Yiheng, and then looked away without saying anything.

After a while, Song Yiheng left the kitchen and went to the front yard to tell them to set the table and then serve the food.

Extra-large portions of dry-pot pork ribs, vinegar-glazed shredded potatoes, pot-roasted pork...

Looking at the table full of dishes, a group of people couldn't wait to bring the rice, and they waited for everyone to use their chopsticks.

Song Yiyue warmly invited Mu Qinqing and then stuffed her with a bowl of rice.

When everyone arrived, with Song Yizhi's sound, a group of people started to use their chopsticks.

Rong Yueyuan and Song Yiheng, who knew the inside story, deliberately avoided the jealous potato shreds.

Song Yiyue's first chopstick was to pick up the vinegar-coated potato shreds placed in front of her. When she took a bite of the potato shreds, the sour and spicy taste exploded in her mouth, which was really satisfying. "Hiss..." Song Yiyue took a breath. Just when she was about to say that the shredded potatoes were mixed with shredded ginger, she caught her sister's gaze, which was inexplicably scary.

Song Yiyue was immediately frightened. She chewed it twice and swallowed it. She faced the curious and tearful words from the people at the table, "I accidentally bit my tongue just now."

She hasn't messed with her sister?

Song Yiyue was confused.

With a gentle look on her face, Song Yizhi took a large amount of shredded potatoes with chopsticks to her sister, and said softly, "Eat more."

Song Yiyue felt wronged, and Song Yiyue wanted to cry.

Huai Zhu on the side looked at Song Yiyue who wanted to say but didn't dare, and suddenly realized something.

She carefully put in some shredded potatoes.

The expression on Huaizhu's face almost cracked when the vinegary 'Potato Shreds' entered his mouth.

If it weren't for his better upbringing, Huai Zhu would really want to turn his head and vomit.

She found a lot of ginger shreds in a small amount of potato shreds!

The spicy ginger flavor mixed with the sour vinegar flavor reaches the sky!

How much shredded ginger and vinegar was put into Zhizhi!

This bad girl!

Suddenly, Huai Zhu thought of the conversation between Song Yiheng and the Fifth Elder in the kitchen.

So Song Yiheng already knew that there was something fishy about this jealous potato shreds? But you just didn’t tell yourself?

Thinking of this, Huaizhu swallowed the shredded potatoes in his mouth, then took a large chopstick and placed it in Song Yiheng's bowl, with a gentle look on his face, "The fried shredded potatoes from Zhizhi are delicious, eat more."

"..." Song Yiheng looked at the pile of 'shredded potatoes' in the bowl, and looked at his wife hesitantly.

Senior sister learned badly.

Looking at Song Yiheng who was still trying to struggle, Huaizhu showed a kind expression.

Song Yiheng lowered his head and ate silently.

Song Yizhi turned his head and glanced at the man beside him.

There was no need for the evil-minded girl to take action, Rong Yueyuan had already taken the initiative to pick up a few shredded potatoes and taste them.

For a moment, the rest of the people at the table were curiously picking up shredded potatoes and wanting to taste them.

Mu Qinqing couldn't hold back when she tasted the ginger slices.

how to say?

Is this really shredded potatoes and not shredded ginger?

Looking at the table of people with cracked faces, Song Yiyue was happy, but her happiness did not last long.

Song Yiyue really wanted to cry after seeing her brother's big chopsticks of shredded potatoes fall into the bowl.

"What's going on? Isn't vinegar potato shreds delicious?" Song Yizhi said with an innocent look.

Looking at Song Yizhi who was asking questions knowingly, Wei Ling took a big sip of juice and then said, "Would you like to try it?"

Song Yizhi said, "I accidentally mixed some shredded ginger into it when I was frying it, and it was eaten now? Well, let the lucky person who eats the shredded ginger say so, and I will reward him to go to the front line to practice for half a month!"

……

Suddenly, there was silence at the table.

"It seems that no one has eaten it. How about giving it another try?" Song Yizhi said, "Go to the front line to practice for half a month and you will get a semi-artifact as a reward."

Rong Yueyuan sat aside and ate quietly, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

Baili Qi immediately understood Song Yizhi's evil intentions, but he still cooperated and said, "Then give it a try."

Wei Ling turned to look at Baili Qi with a look of 'Are you crazy?'

In the end, a group of people ate jealous potato shreds in silence, but no one said anything about eating it.

Looking at the potato shreds that were quickly wiped out, Song Yizhi bent his eyes wilted and said regretful words, "It seems that no one has eaten it. It's a pity."

A group of people went to eat other dishes in silence, not wanting to pay attention to Song Yizhi for the time being. (End of chapter)