Crazy, you call this the iceberg female president

Chapter 44 Warm Daily Life

You won't get tired of eating it for ten years.

Li Lang must have a good cooking skill, which will tie his daughter.

……

Father is done talking.

It's the old mother's turn to talk.

Yang Xi'er sat on the high stool in front of Nakajima, watching Li Lang's noodles while chatting with her mother.

Li Lang would occasionally look up at her, thinking that Mr. Yang, who was chatting with his family on the phone, was very new, and he had never seen him before.

"Xiao Li made you noodles? When you were young, eating noodles hurt your stomach. Mom wants to tell Xiao Li a few words, is that okay?" Ruan Yuefang asked softly.

Where can I refuse my mother's request.

but……

"I was hurt by eating noodles when I was a child?" Yang Xi'er was stunned, why didn't she have the slightest impression?

Hearing these words, Li Lang also stopped his hands and looked up, then reached out to her.

"Give me your phone."

Yang Xi'er was silent for a while, but still handed over the phone. "Hello, Auntie." Li Lang took the phone with a brisk tone and a cute voice.

"Xiao Li?" Ruan Yuefang on the other end of the phone smiled when she heard Li Lang's voice.

Just listening to him speak, I feel that this young man should have a good temper.

"Auntie, it's me." Li Lang said, "You just said that Xi'er hurt her stomach from eating noodles when she was a child?"

"Shh, I lied to her." Ruan Yuefang said in a low voice, with a smile in her voice, "It was when she was a child that she was so greedy that she vomited and cried for a long time."

"Oh?" Li Lang raised his eyebrows.

Didn't expect Mr. Yang to have such a side when he was a child?
It's hard to imagine Xi'er crying.

"Xi'er, I cried so cute when I was young." Ruan Yuefang couldn't hold back when she talked about her daughter's childhood.

Yang Deyang winked anxiously at his wife and asked him to say a few words, he also wanted to chat with his son-in-law.

But my wife has a son-in-law, so he has long forgotten about the old man, holding his mobile phone and only focusing on chatting with Li Lang.

Li Lang slanted his shoulders and chatted with his mobile phone under his ears, while he lifted the boiled beef soup and put the rolled noodles into the pot.

Ruan Yuefang talked about several interesting things about her daughter when she was a child, which amused her herself, and laughed with Li Lang on the phone.

Beside, Yang Xi'er was completely dumbfounded.

What on earth was her mother talking to Li Lang? How could she be laughing like this?

It was the first time she saw Li Lang laughing like this.

When he laughed, he had the air of a big boy, very sunny.

"He seems to be a year younger than me?"

Yang Xi'er remembered that Li Lang was only 24 years old this year, one year younger than her.

If he didn't wear overalls at work, he usually looks like a college student, a big boy.

When I thought I was older than him...

Mr. Yang bit his lower lip, dragged the high chair and sat on it, propped his hands on the Nakajima table, and stared at Li Lang unconsciously.

"Xiaolang, Auntie will tell you a little secret about Xi'er." Ruan Yuefang suddenly said mysteriously on the other end of the phone.

It's only been a few minutes, and the title has already changed to "Xiaolang".Yang Deyang stared at the side with taste.

"Well, tell me, I really want to know more." Li Lang put a handful of green vegetables into the pot and said with a smile.

"Our Xi'er..."

……

The phone hangs up.

Li Lang took the noodles out of the pot, then made another clean pot and poured oil on it.

Take out a handful of dried chilies, place them on a cutting board, and stamp them with a knife.

In the sound of "Tuk Tuk Tuk".

He suddenly raised his head and glanced, only to see Yang Xi'er lying on the opposite side of the Nakajima stage, with both hands propped on his chest, staring at him in a daze.

This……

Kind of cute.

Li Lang put down the knife calmly, and Yang Xi'er's cell phone was still in his hand, so he picked it up.

"Crack..."

The flash light woke up Yang Xi'er, she straightened up abruptly and said, "Are you shooting me again?"

then.

Kacha Kacha Kacha was the answer to her.

Triple shot.

Li Lang smiled at her, clicked on WeChat, and saw that the chat group with her parents was on the top.

Decisively send all the photos to the group.

Then click delete, not withdraw.

Then delete the photos in the album.

The whole action is smooth and smooth, in one go.

"Li Lang, what are you doing?" Yang Xi'er leaned over to get her phone.

Li Lang stepped back, looked at her with a smile and said, "Do you want a mobile phone or a tart noodles?"

Yang Xi'er: ...

She actually wanted to choose a face...

"Give me back the phone."

Yang Xi'er suddenly put her hands on the countertop, jumped into the kitchen.

Li Lang thought she was going to go around and took a step forward, but she moved too fast and jumped into his arms...

"Be careful." Li Lang hurriedly embraced the princess and hugged her.

Yang Xi'er was also stunned. She raised her head and stared blankly at Li Lang. It took several seconds to react.

Hastily pushed him away and stood on the ground.

"Give me the phone." She lowered her head, took the phone away from Li Lang's hand, turned around and walked towards the living room.

"Ahem..." Li Lang looked at her fleeing back and laughed softly.

It turns out that she also has a reckless side.

The mother-in-law was right.

In the living room, Yang Xi'er stopped when she heard Li Lang's laughter.

What happened to her just now?
Not only was he lying there distracted, but he also made such a wrong judgment...

Yang Xi'er wanted to analyze it like before.

It can be found that at this moment, my mind is in a mess, and I can't calm down and think at all.

She pushed open the floor-to-ceiling windows and walked to the balcony.

As soon as he went out, the night wind from more than [-] floors rushed towards his face.

……

"So cute."

Li Lang found that getting along with Mr. Yang became more and more interesting.

"Fuck-"

Put the chili into the hot oil pan, exuding a strong aroma.

Li Lang took out the beef that had been stewed long ago, cut it into small pieces of three centimeters square, neatly placed it on the surface, and poured hot oil on it.

The fragrance wafted through the whole house.

"It's supper."

Li Lang shouted outside.

Yang Xi'er didn't answer, but two seconds later, footsteps sounded from the balcony.

Li Lang secretly smiled.

After getting along, I found that Mr. Yang's stomach is the most honest.

Snacks.

And when Yang Xi'er saw the red oil floating on Tart's face, she was taken aback for a moment.

At the same time, I couldn't help swallowing my saliva.The chili is delicious.

Yang Xi'er looked at the bowl of red oil tart noodles in front of her, and the aroma kept drilling into her nose.

"Why don't you eat?" Li Lang asked with a smile.

Yang Xi'er grabbed the chopsticks and swallowed.

Li Lang hooked his mouth, took a piece of beef in his bowl with chopsticks, put it in her bowl and said, "Add more protein."

The stewed and fragrant beef is put down with a "snap", and the Q-bouncing seems to jump up from the noodles, which is very tempting.

Yang Xi'er tightened her grip on the chopsticks, and secretly glanced at Li Lang.

He must have done it on purpose.

"Well, it smells so good." Li Lang took a sip of the noodles.

Yang Xi'er: ...

Forget it.

If you eat chili and get acne, you will get acne, anyway, it will be fine in two days.

Yang Xi'er picked up the beef and put it in her mouth, and bit it lightly.

Well, it is really refreshing and tender.

She couldn't wait to pick up the bowl and took a sip of the soup.

The freshness and spiciness of the beef soup instantly filled the senses, and it slid into the stomach, warming the body immediately.

Enjoyable.

"Is it delicious?" Li Lang asked.

"Yeah." Yang Xi'er nodded while holding the bowl, paused for a second, and added, "It's very delicious."

The beef soup is stewed out, the beef is tender and tender, and the vegetables are so greasy, especially the spicy pepper is strong enough.

Simply not too tasty.

Yang Xi'er stopped talking, and stuffed small mouthfuls into her mouth with her head down and her face in between.

"Do you know how to eat noodles to make them taste the best?" Li Lang asked.

"Huh?" Yang Xi'er was taken aback for a moment, then said seriously, "This bowl is delicious."

"No, you haven't eaten the essence of this bowl of noodles." Li Lang said.

Yang Xi'er looked up at him while eating noodles.

There was a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

It seems that in front of Chili, Mr. Yang will really give up his social status completely.

The mother-in-law is sincere and does not deceive me.

"If you want to eat a bowl of noodles very delicious, you have to eat like this."

Li Lang picked up a noodle, winked at Yang Xi'er, then lowered his head, took two mouthfuls of the noodle with his mouth, and swallowed it.

"To eat noodles, you have to gulp like this."

Yang Xi'er:? ? ?

are you teasing me

Although Li Lang is still handsome when eating noodles.

But which lady would make noodles like this?
Mr. Yang's disgust was visible to the naked eye.

"Mmm, it's really delicious." Li Lang muttered a few more times, then picked up a piece of beef and chewed it together.

Super satisfying.

Because of the spiciness, and because the Suo Noodles were eaten quickly, hot sweat broke out on the forehead, but no matter how you look at it, it is enjoyable.

The hot atmosphere of eating noodles is here.

Yang Xi'er unconsciously glanced twice more.

It seems that he eats it like this, it is indeed more fragrant.

Moreover, this is at home, and no outsiders have seen it.

……

After a few minutes.

Mr. Yang finished the last noodle gracefully, drank the soup with the bowl in his arms, and leaned back on the chair directly.

So much fun.

It turns out that eating noodles this way is really more fragrant and delicious.

She was already full, but still wanted another bowl.

"Is it delicious?" Li Lang asked with a smile.

"Yeah." Yang Xi'er leaned back on the chair and nodded.

This is the most satisfying bowl of noodles she has ever eaten.

More than addiction.

Li Lang looked at Yang Xi'er, whose face was flushed from eating, with a smile in his eyes.

It is very reassuring to get along with her who is cold and cold.

And being with her who was a little mischievous and completely relaxed at the moment, he felt a kind of satisfaction.

Imagine the life after marriage in the future, so it is very good.

"My mother told you that I like spicy food?" Yang Xier asked, remembering something.

She has been with Li Lang for half a month, eating breakfast at home every day, and has never seen chili once.

Today Li Lang suddenly made a bowl of red oil noodles, it was very sudden.

Li Lang nodded and said, "Auntie said that you will be happy if you eat spicy food."

Old Madam Yang's original words were: "We, Xi'er, like chili very much, but when she eats chili, her brain will short-circuit, she is very cute."

Li Lang watched her leaning lower and lower, almost paralyzed on the back of the chair, and felt that the mother-in-law's evaluation was too correct.

Mr. Yang's sitting posture before was extremely dignified, just like a textbook template.

Look at how it is now, the body slips down, and it will sit back a little calmly.

Really cute.

"You also like spicy food, why haven't I seen you use chili before?"

Mr. Yang, who is satisfied with his food, talks more.

She actually took the initiative to care about Li Lang's food preferences.

Leap forward.

Li Lang suddenly gave her a heavy look, and after a while, he said, "I'm like you, I get acne from eating spicy food."

"what?"

Yang Xi'er was taken aback.

Then he suddenly covered his mouth and giggled.

It turned out that there was another unlucky ghost like him who was addicted to spicy food but dared not eat it because of acne.

"Hahaha..." The low laughter was as clear as a silver bell.

Li Lang was stunned for a moment.

Her eyes were full of Yang Xi'er covering her mouth and gloating.

This woman is really not ordinary when she smiles.

"Forehead……"

Yang Xier suddenly reacted, stopped smiling suddenly, grabbed the bowl in front of her and stood up quickly.

"I'm going to wash the dishes."

What happened to her just now?
How rude.

The red oil tart noodles made by Li Lang were so delicious that her brain became dull after eating them.

"Run again." Li Lang stood up helplessly, picked up his bowl and walked into the kitchen.

Yang Xi'er took it and put it in the sink.

After half a month of training by Mr. Li, now Mr. Yang has completely accepted the dishwashing, and has washed out his own experience.

At home, her boyfriend cooks and she does the dishes.

This distribution seems to be quite reassuring.

Sometimes, when the two are doing housework, they will chat.

"What did you use my phone for before? What about the photos you took?" Yang Xi'er asked.

Li Lang said without changing his expression, "The photo has been deleted."

"You didn't send it to my parents?" Yang Xi'er looked suspicious.

"You can go and ask them if they have any." Li Lang said frankly.

Yang Xi'er stared at Li Lang for two seconds, only to find that she couldn't tell if he was lying or not.

It must be that the noodles are full, which affects the brain reaction.

Yang Xi'er decided to wait for a while to digest before analyzing this matter.

And the other side.

The old couple of the Yang family, who were still living in the People's Hospital and acting in the script, were holding their mobile phones at the moment, laughing loudly at the photo of the daughter that Li Lang sent over. "This one in a daze is really pretty."

"I guess this picture is because I found out that Xiaolang was secretly taking pictures, and I'm angry with him."

"How long has it been since I saw our daughter play a small temper, I really miss that."

"Yeah, especially since Xiao Zhe had an accident and Xi'er took over the group, she looks like a working machine all day long..."

Xiao Zhe is their eldest son, Yang Zheyan, who had an accident five years ago...

"Don't mention that." Ruan Yuefang said softly, holding her wife's hand.

They are old and don't have time to dwell on the past.

The only wish now is to help my daughter find her own happiness.

Yang Deyang flipped through the photos of his daughter, stroking her wrinkled hands little by little, and his eyes were very kind.

"Our Xi'er is about to wake up."

Ruan Yuefang was also carefully looking at the photos one by one, and said with a smile, "It's all thanks to Xiaolang."

"Yes, I didn't say it wasn't due to that kid. You, if you have a son-in-law, you don't care about your old man."

"You old man." Ruan Yuefang smiled and pushed him away, "Think about it quickly, how can you help my daughter."

"I'm thinking about it, come and see this." Yang Deyang took out an invitation letter.

"Medical technology exhibition?" Ruan Yuefang looked up, "You want Xi'er and the others to participate?"

"No, let them buy things for you. Look at me, I will definitely arrange it for you." Yang Deyang said proudly.

"Okay, then you arrange it. I'll save Xi'er's photo first."

"Remember to download the original image, otherwise it will not be high-definition."

……

Wenhui District.

Li Lang and Yang Xi'er ate a large bowl of noodles at [-] o'clock in the evening, and they were full, so they both chose to continue working overtime after digesting a little.

Yang Xi'er saw the drawings that Li Lang put on the coffee table in the living room.

"furnish?"

(End of this chapter)