At 8 o'clock in the evening, Zhang Jian rushed back to Lao Wu's villa, stood at the gate and pulled the blue coat on his body. He sighed in his heart. Zhang Jian had originally returned from the road in Xiacheng District, but after observing that the suburbs and green roads on both sides were getting darker and darker, the middle-aged female driver actually drove Zhang Jian out of the car on the grounds of personal safety. When she got off the bus, Zhang Jian wanted to say that the eldest sister was not a flight attendant case. Are you making trouble? But seeing the eldest sister's vigilant expression made Zhang Jian deeply stop the words in her mouth, so Zhang Jian was alone at night.

After running on the deserted green road for more than an hour before finally returning to the villa area before eight o'clock. After taking a look at the phone, Zhang Jian breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he did not delay Lao Wu's supper time. If Lao Wu came back from the studio and had not eaten the dinner prepared by Zhang Jian, he would have knocked on the lotus fallen or something with chopsticks, so that Zhang Jian would not care about him. But if Yiyi, a crazy girl, came back with Lao Wu, found that the red cherry tomatoes, sour and sweet blueberry fruits and purple pigtails she liked, Zhang Jian shrugged, and he really couldn't imagine how she would use to toss him.

With a magnetic card, Zhang Jian took off his shoes and held a lot of ingredients and fruits to change his clothes. At this time, a small figure flew to Zhang Jian slowly. Zhang Jian raised his head and saw Yiyi holding a red cherry tomato with a bulging face, gnawing on her mouth with a satisfied look, and shouting vaguely: "Jian, Jian!" It seemed that he was asking why Zhang Jian was so late and had not come back yet, and her belly was about to be hungry.

Zhang Jian held his hands and let Yiyi fall into his hands. At the same time, he asked curiously: "Yiyi, have you used up the ingredients in the kitchen today? The cherry tomatoes you have in your hand won't be bought by Lao Wu, right? That guy who is buried in the studio all day long will actually go to the store to buy fruits in person, which is really strange."

Yiyi swallowed the cherry tomatoes in her mouth, pointed to the living room and said to Zhang Jian: "Yiyi, Yiyi."

Zhang Jian changed his clothes and entered the door, gently placed Yiyi on his shoulders, and curiously said, "There are guests coming today. The guests brought a lot of ingredients. The guests also helped prepare supper." As soon as he entered the living room, Zhang Jian saw Chu Xiao lying alone on the sand with an expression of indifference to everything, facing the TV, but his eyes were as erratic as a bird in the fog. When he saw Zhang Jian enter the door, he didn't say a word, staring at Zhang Jian with resentment. Just like the concubines in the palace who were thrown into the cold palace, his wet eyes were full of grievances that dared not speak, and Zhang Jian couldn't help but pull his clothes.

After quickly crossing the living room, Zhang Jian came to the kitchen, but as soon as he arrived at the kitchen door, he collided with a warm and warm body. Zhang Jian calmly lowered his head and looked down. On the ground, a lady wearing a fluffy bud bun with blue and white celadon embroidered cheongsam frowned slightly, and her jade hands gently rubbed the red marks on her forehead clockwise. Zhang Jian quickly put down his things and took her hands carefully. What caught his eyes was a pair of slender black eyebrows. The pink eyes under the delicate tassels were like the warm peach blossoms in the spring breeze, but they did not hide their charm. The beautiful nose, the fragrant cheeks were angry and angry, and the cherry lips were as small as the finishing touch. Zhang Jian's heart skipped, feeling that the girl in front of him was definitely a beauty who could let men follow him upstream, but the more he looked, the more he felt that this beautiful face was familiar.

"Miss Yupu? Why are you here, Old Wu?" Zhang Jian asked in surprise. Yiyi took out a piece of green cucumber slices from her lower pocket and applied them to the red mark on the forehead of Yupu. The eyebrows jumped, her cheeks slightly bulged and said angrily: "Rude, why can't I be here? Tell you, a child Zhang Jian, I officially notified that I am the tenant of this villa from today." After that, Yupu fucked the spatula in his hand and threw it to Zhang Jian, and walked out of the kitchen with Yiyi as if nothing had happened. Zhang Jian held the shovel in his hand with a wry smile, muttering: "What's this?"

"Miss Yupu, aren't you cooking in the kitchen? Is it ready? Soon, I'm going to starve to death."

"No, that guy Zhang Jian rushed into the kitchen to rush to cook, so I asked him to do it. Now I want to apply a fruit mask with Princess Yiyi. Do you want to go with me?"

Ignoring the lazy guys outside, Zhang Jian pushed the kitchen partition, Oh my God! A black plastic bag was spread there on the marble kitchen counter, and a slanted bone knife was thrown randomly on a piece of soft and three-layer meat. The small white and red dots around seemed to be chopped off. A few pieces of ginger that had not been cleaned on the side of the washing machine were wrinkled, and the green and white green onions were placed obliquely on the filter steel frame, and the water in the faucet was flowing on its own. Zhang Jian walked around the food processing area, put down the ingredients, turned off the small stove that was still on the low-fire, and then put the sticky black solid

The pan was taken to the toilet and washed it with a clean sponge. Alas, this kitchen was a waste. It was so scary that a woman who could not do anything came in. It was really messy around! For example, Zhang Jian accidentally stepped on a strange soft creature at the soles of his feet. When he looked down, he found that it was a soft pink squid with eight suction cup antennae. Zhang Jian expressed helplessness to the fishy and dirty marine creature, pulled the squid out of his feet and smashed it hard on the filter spoon. He muttered: "Damn, this squid has made the floor full of water."

An hour later, Zhang Jian finally brought a table full of delicious dishes to the table. Chu Xiao, Yu Kui, Wu Xuemei and Yiyi were holding their own bowls and chopsticks together and couldn't wait to pick up delicious food. Old Wu took off the chopsticks in Yiyi's hand and handed her a small bunch of grapes to say that the flower elf should eat small fruits. The adults accepted these meat dishes with a smile. Yiyi poked the small toothpick in her hand to protest, but unfortunately she was suppressed by a group of unscrupulous adults.

After drinking and eating, Lao Wu took a pack of digestive tea for everyone. After the meal, a cup of warm digestive tea washed away the greasy in everyone's stomach. Chu Xiao lay on the sand with a rosy face and savored the plump and sweet braised pork that melted in his mouth and fragrant, and the tender and juicy lotus leaf stewed chicken. For a moment, he felt that recruiting Zhang Jian into the game was one of the wisest choices he had made in recent years.

"Brother Zhang, why don't you come to the bureau tomorrow to cook...Food?" Suddenly, two powerful and malicious auras were shrouded on Chu Xiao, and he swallowed it as soon as he opened his mouth: "Food, of course, is cooked here, I'm just here to have some meal." After feeling the two malicious auras around him gradually faded, Chu Xiao let out a sigh of relief and praised his wit with luck.

When Chu Xiao saw Zhang Jian coming out of the kitchen, he suddenly remembered something to tell Zhang Jian: "Director Hou told you that you will go to Hangzhou to the Municipal Bureau tomorrow. I have asked Wu Mingjia to put the clothes you want to wear tomorrow in your room, don't forget to put them on then!"

"I understand." There were a series of sounds.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!