urban life

Chapter 510 Food
Zhou Lingmeng and Brother Cao chatted casually, and then dragged Deng Xi into the community.

Seeing the figures of the two disappear into the darkness, Brother Cao slowly looked back, smiled and shook his head.

"Captain is that?"

"We are a resident of the community." Brother Cao turned his head, "It's just that I haven't lived in the community for a long time, so it's normal for you to not understand."

Paused, thought for a while, and said: "Remember, that's Miss Zhou, don't stop her when she arrives in the community."

"Understood!" The security guard looked at the disappearing direction, as if wanting to imprint it in his mind, then stretched his neck and asked curiously: "Captain, you seem to be familiar with Miss Zhou?"

"It's okay." Brother Cao took out a cigarette and gave one to the security guard. "Thank you for looking after me. Ms. Zhou's father and I are old acquaintances. My district captain got it with Mr. Zhou's great help."

A few years ago, when Yushuiwan community promoted the security team leader, it was Zhou An who drew his sword to help Brother Cao manage the property, and also persuaded the residents in the community.

It was a trivial matter for Zhou An, but Brother Cao remembered it in his heart and was grateful to Dade.

"Hiss." The security guard took a breath, "Mr. Zhou is really kind."

"Yes." Brother Cao agreed, looking up at the sky, slowly exhaling white smoke, as if lost in memory, "Over the years, I have seen too many rich people. Those who are richer than Mr. Zhou can't break off three fingers, but each one is bigger and more domineering than the other."

On the contrary, some rich people put on an approachable appearance, but they are full of arrogance in their bones, and they don't regard them as the same species.

It's not like Zhou An at all, he has the unity of knowledge and action, and his appearance and heart are kind and welcoming.

What is commendable is that even though he has been a billionaire for decades, Zhou An has not been assimilated by the rich circle, and is as humble as ever.

Brother Cao has seen so many rich men, Zhou An is the most special one, and also the one he respects the most.

Zhou Lingmeng and Deng Xi entered the elevator, went straight to the upper floor, walked to the door, pressed the electronic door lock a few times, and then the door opened wide.

Zhou Nvxia raised her eyebrows at Deng Xi, bent her delicate body slightly, waved her right hand, and said in a gentle manner: "Please come in."

He went in.

What caught the eye was a simple and cozy room with off-white walls, dark brown carpet, and a wooden bookshelf beside it, with some books and a few handmade products on it, as if telling the owner's taste and attitude towards life.

Deng Xi looked up and down, the whole room was full of warmth, comfort and tranquility.

"Hey, the old man still often finds someone to clean it." Zhou Lingmeng wiped the tabletop, his fingers were fair and there was no trace of dust, he immediately felt relieved, and then threw himself into the sofa, hugging the pillow and tossing and turning on the sofa, "Oh, I haven't been back for a long time, you miss me so much."

He said to Deng Xi: "Sit down, what are you looking for? There is no handsome guy in the house, so if you want to go to another place, or sister can find a toy to play with you, but you are zero and I am one, sister must be on top."

Deng Xi ignored the woman's nonsense, sat on the side and asked, "Is this house yours?"

"The old man won't give it to me, he's so stingy." Zhou Lingmeng frowned, feeling a little dissatisfied, "It's just a house, hugged like a woman, it must be said that this is his "revolutionary base", and evidence of his love with Hou Mengting. The testimony of other young couples' love is necklaces, jewelry, and experience. They are fine, and I am really convinced by a dilapidated house."

Zhou Lingmeng's crisp voice echoed in the room.

Deng Xi took a closer look at the whole house again. There was a photo frame hanging on the front. Inside were photos of a man and a woman. They were handsome and beautiful, with smiles on their cheeks, full of joy. From their appearance, it could be seen that they were Zhou An and Hou Mengting.

I have heard about the love between Zhou An and Hou Mengting a long time ago, but today is the first time I understand it in such detail.

"hey-hey."

The voice gradually lowered, and Deng Xi smiled lightly.

Zhou Nuxia waved her hand in front of him: "Hey, what are you laughing at? It's like a comparison."

Deng Xi ignored the woman's words, and said softly, "I never thought that there would be such a twisted and bizarre love story between uncle and aunt."

"That's called twists and turns?" The female hero asked, poking her neck, "It's not buddy, do you have a brain?"

Then he yawned, and sleepiness flooded his heart: "It's late at night, go to sleep."

Deng Xi looked around and asked, "Where do I sleep?"

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Silence, endless silence.

Fall asleep now?

Deng Xi frowned, smiled helplessly, took off his coat, and put it on Zhou Lingmeng.

The female hero also has an ordinary body, and she also catches a cold.

He didn't rush to sleep, and then wandered around the room, looking at this and that.

Curious about everything in the room.

Deng Xi's thoughts seem to be able to travel through time and space, seeing the story of Zhou An and Hou Mengting in this house.

until late at night.

In the morning, the sun hangs in the sky, swaying its brilliance to its heart's content.

"Um"

Deng Xi hummed softly, slowly opened his eyes, and rubbed his eyeballs.

After a while, his eyes finally softened.

Looking at the place where he slept, he twitched the corners of his mouth.

Last night, he obviously made a bed next to the sofa, and even drew the curtains down. He didn't expect that he slept on the balcony after sleeping, and the dazzling sunlight hit his eyes directly.

Nothing else, it was definitely done by the heroine.

Deng Xi stood up, stretched his waist, and looked out the window. He had a panoramic view of the Bund, and his mood suddenly became much happier.

crackle-

A clear voice came to his ears, following the voice, he walked slowly to the kitchen door, his brows raised, his face full of surprise.

I saw that Zhou Nvxia, who was always strong and tough, was wearing a colorful apron, her straight black hair was tied up, and her exquisite face was full of seriousness and seriousness.

Holding a shovel in one hand and an iron pan in the other, he is frying eggs.

Zhou Nvxia seemed to sense that there was an audience for her wonderful performance, and the "crazy" in her bones was activated all of a sudden, holding the iron pot, she turned it up hard with her hand.

Peng——

The hot oil in the iron pan dripped onto the stove, and the flame instantly ignited, burning more vigorously, and the flame soared into the sky, as if it was going to burn the entire kitchen.

"Ahhh"

Faced with such a scene, Zhou Nvxia suddenly turned pale with fright, and her tone of horror, curiosity and a little excitement echoed throughout the kitchen.

Deng Xi twitched the corners of his mouth, did not step forward, leaned against the door, and watched the heroine's every move.

Accompanied by the fire, screams, and muddled operations, after a while, the fire gradually subsided after waiting for the hot oil to dry up.

The flames were extinguished, and Zhou Lingmeng gave Deng Xi a white look: "You are laughing, my mother almost burned the house down just now, and you just watched the fun from the sidelines. You have a face. Believe it or not, my mother will clean you up."

"I'm not laughing." Deng Xi smiled and nodded his face, signaling to the other party, "Brother Meng, you have never been in the kitchen since you were a child, and your ten fingers are not touched by the spring water. How can you cook elegantly today?"

"Hmph." Zhou Lingmeng hummed softly, and casually wiped off the black soot on her face with her clothes, which stained her sleeves, and then a smile appeared on her face, "Little brother, you are lucky today. My sister will cook you a big meal this morning. Go and wash up. After a while, you will taste the most delicious breakfast in the world."

Looking at the smug look on the female heroine Zhou's face, a cold sweat suddenly broke out on Deng Xi's back.

He thought for a while, and organized his words: "Brother Meng, I know your cooking skills. The cooking skills are the best in the world. There are no ancients before, and no newcomers in the future. Since your cooking skills are already so good, there is no need to continue cooking. Let me cook today's breakfast."

While talking, he pulled up his sleeves, wanting to cook by himself.

Deng Xi wanted to live for a few more years, and if he ate Zhou Lingmeng's breakfast, he would only have a few years to live.

"Hee hee!" Zhou Nvxia was obviously very pleased with what he said, with a smile on her cheeks, she pursed her lips and said, "Sister, my cooking skills are indeed well-known all over the world. We have known each other for so many years, but you have never tasted my cooking. Since you have time today, you must try it. Today is the day."

Deng Xi shook his face, thinking to himself, he had praised too much, and suddenly touched the dream of a chef in the heroine's heart, and opened his mouth: "Brother Meng."

"Shut up!" Zhou Lingmeng glanced at him with a fake smile, "Get out."

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Deng Xi walked out of the kitchen helplessly.

Immediately there was a sound of pinging, bells, bangs and bangs in the kitchen, as if a world war was going on.

For a while.

Deng Xi and Zhou Lingmeng sat opposite each other, their eyes focused on the table, on which there was a plate of "delicious delicacies", black and white complement each other, like the beauty of darkness and day.

They were silent for a long time.

Deng Xi was the first to break the silence, with an unnatural smile on his face: "Hey, brother Meng is indeed from the Northeast, and the authentic black and white vegetables in the Northeast are quite well prepared, which has surpassed the peak level of famous chefs."

Black and white cabbage is the name of a dish in Northeastern cuisine. It is a mixture of black fungus and Chinese cabbage. The method is simple and delicious.

Fungus has the effects of nourishing qi and blood, nourishing the lungs and calming down, cooling blood to stop bleeding, and improving immunity.

But Zhou Nvxia's black and white vegetables are still up to standard, with her own style.

Other black and white vegetables are sparse, but she made a piece of black and white vegetables.

That alone is different.

Zhou Lingmeng's smile froze all of a sudden. He tilted his head and stared at the other party. He couldn't see Deng Xi's eccentricity from that expression. He bit his lower lip and said, "This is cornmeal pancake."

"Corn." Deng Xi's eyes widened, he was stunned, and he almost lost his voice. Then he quickly stopped his violent reaction and wiped his lower lip, "Aren't cornmeal pancakes yellow?"

"Hey." There was a hint of embarrassment on the face of the unprecedented Zhou Nvxia, she scratched her face, "Accident, accident, little accident."

It must be "how small" the accident can lead to such a tragedy?he asked inwardly.

Deng Xi swallowed, the saliva scratched his throat like a knife, and touched his stomach: "Brother Meng, I don't seem to be hungry."

"Aren't you hungry?"

"Ah."

Zhou Lingmeng's face was serious, and his phoenix eyes were as dazzling as the sun: "You are hungry."

"I'm not hungry."

"hungry."

"Not hungry."

"hungry."

"No"

boom--

Before she finished speaking, Zhou Nvxia slapped the table, creating a tense atmosphere in the room.

The crisp sound frightened Deng Xi to his wits, he didn't look at those phoenix eyes, and nodded repeatedly: "I'm hungry, I'm hungry, I'm hungry."

Then he picked up the chopsticks, picked up a small piece of cornmeal pancake, and put it in his bowl.

"Brother Meng, I ate."

"Eat." Zhou Nvxia waved her hand, "You are so lucky, my future husband will not be able to taste my sister's handicrafts."

So sad for your future husband.

Deng Xi picked up the cornmeal cake and thought for a while: "Brother Meng, call the emergency number for me, what is the 120 number?"

"Eat!" Zhou Lingmeng couldn't take it anymore, he couldn't take it anymore, he gritted his teeth tightly, shining under the sun, "If you don't eat anymore, I will eat you raw."

Deng Xi gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and lost his heart.

The moment the cornmeal pancakes entered his mouth, two words appeared in his mind.

Oh open!

Indistinctly, he seemed to hear the sound of bagpipes from afar.

in the hospital.

"Zhou Lingmeng, Zhou Lingmeng, I really regret giving birth to you. If I knew you could do such a thing, I would kill you as soon as you were born."

"Mom, murder and breaking the law."

"You fucking talk back, don't you?"

"Mom, you taught me from a young age not to curse people."

"I'm not only scolding you today, but also beating you."

"Domestic violence is undesirable, illegal, and inconsistent with correct values."

While talking, the anger in Hou Mengting's heart immediately occupied the high ground of IQ, she lost her mind, and was about to slap the heroine on the face.

Zhou Nvxia hid behind Yuan Yu with the speed of the wind.

"Okay, okay." Yuan Yu protected Zhou Lingmeng, touched the latter's head, with a kind face, "Mengmeng also has good intentions, and besides, Deng Xi is fine now, so don't make things difficult for Mengmeng."

"That's right. I have bad intentions." Zhou Nvxia stuck out her head, "I have good intentions."

Mom!
Almost slipped.

The moment the "cornmeal pancake" entered Deng Xi's mouth, his body immediately fell down.

Immediately, Zhou Lingmeng called the hospital, and the ambulance was sent to the hospital. After a stomach wash, his complexion improved a lot.

The Deng family and the Zhou family rushed to the hospital immediately.

At this moment, the two families were surrounding Zhou Lingmeng.

"Hahaha" After understanding the whole story, Zhou An was out of breath with a smile. While smiling, he gave his daughter a thumbs up, "Brother Meng, you are too powerful."

He thinks that he is a talented person in cooking. Although he doesn't go into the kitchen very much now, his skills are still there.

But I didn't expect my daughter to know nothing about the kitchen.

And the "food" made has reached the pinnacle.

Yes, the pinnacle.

After all, it is also a skill to make food that can send people to the hospital.

"You still have the face to smile." Hou Mengting glared at him.

"Are you crying if you don't laugh?" Zhou An replied, "And you are to blame for the whole thing."

"Blame me?"

"That's right. Who told Brother Meng to inherit your gene, so it wouldn't be possible to inherit mine."

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(End of this chapter)