After leaving the kitchen, Yang Yang sat in the living room. Yu Guang could always see his wife who was busy in the kitchen. He couldn't help but think of the moment just now, and always felt a little uneasy.

I thought to go over and help my wife, but my body did not allow it. If I met my wife again and reacted again, I would probably be bombarded by my wife and left a very bad impression.

Just go back to the bathroom and browse your phone.

When he walked into the toilet, he opened the door. Yang Yang sat on the toilet lid, browsing his cell phone while listening to his wife's movements in the kitchen.

If something hits the ground or is cut by a kitchen knife, he can also rush out as soon as possible and be a qualified flower protector.

Unfortunately, my wife's talent in cooking was as he knew. She just watched Yang's mother cook several times at home, and then learned from the video on her mobile phone, but basically no accidents occurred.

After staying in the toilet for half an hour, Yang Yang couldn't stay anymore. When he walked out, there were two soups and one dish on the table.

"You came out just right, the rice is just right, I'll serve you the rice." Xu Yan put down the fried beans in her hands, wiped the trouser legs on both sides, and walked towards the kitchen.

Looking at his wife's back, Yang Yang felt like he was going back to the past when he lived together.

It's great to be able to live again.

Just as she was feeling this way, Yang Yang's expression suddenly solidified. He looked down at the soup spoon he was holding, and then looked at the suspicious black substance floating on the bowl of boiled fish.

Swallowed the soup in your mouth with difficulty.

It's bitter and spicy, it's not the style of my wife cooking before.

What about tomato and egg soup that my wife is good at?

Yang Yang tried to scoop a spoonful, it was salty and sweet, and the taste was weird.

Finally, I pulled a little bean and put it in my mouth. The green beans were like their surface, not yet cooked.

Before he could spit the beans out of his mouth, Xu Yan walked out of the kitchen with two bowls of rice.

Seeing Yang Yang's oily claws, he said angrily: "You won't wait for me to come back with the chopsticks before eating."

After saying that, he handed the chopsticks to Yang Yang, and then took the chopsticks to pick up a piece of boiled fish fillet and tasted his own skills.

Yang Yang watched his wife's behavior silently with his job, intending to see how she would react first.

If it were in the past, Yang Yang would have eaten up all the food his wife had made.

Thinking about it now, this behavior is a little too stupid. He is not having a girlfriend, but preparing for his future life with his wife.

Perhaps my wife had a similar situation during the time she learned cooking with Yang Ma in her previous life, so she developed the habit of putting few seasonings on cooking.

While my wife is still a piece of white kitchen paper, I may be able to draw a few strokes on it so that the two of them can eat together in the future.

Of course, it may also hurt your wife's enthusiasm, and Yang Yang has also made this preparation.

As long as the signs are wrong, Yang Yang will still eat the whole table of dishes even if he risked going to the hospital, and support her physically to mentally.

Let her understand how supportive he is

Looking at the fish on the chopsticks approaching his wife's lips little by little, Yang Yang's head was filled with thoughts.

However, at this time a call came in.

When Xu Yan saw that it was the company's personnel phone number, she put the boiled fish slices into her bowl and picked up her cell phone.

"Hey, Sister Zhou, what's the matter?"

"You have something to tell you, be mentally prepared."

Xu Yan glanced at Yang Yang, left the table, and walked outside the door.

"Well, tell me."

"You also know that people in the company are happy to know that you are getting married, but even if you are happy, there are many realistic issues to consider. You got married during the Chinese New Year, so now you are on a wedding leave, right?"

"Um."

"We have maternity leave in the future, right? In principle, we cannot fire pregnant female employees, so we hope you can understand the company's concerns."

"Wait a minute, Sister Zhou, I have no plans to have a baby within two years."

"It's not up to you to decide whether to plan or not. You have to consider your husband's feelings. That's it. I've helped you get a month's salary as compensation. Please contact me later if you have time."

Sister Zhou on the phone kept her voice from being heard. Yang Yang stuck it on the door and faintly heard something that Sister Zhou said.

As a working woman, the result of her own wife is quite good. She can get one more month of compensation, so she can't even think about it in other smaller companies.

Then the question is, can your wife withstand the double blow of failure in the workplace and the failure to responsibilities as a wife?

Even if you can, as a husband, you cannot put down the wrong person at this time.

Back at the table, Yang Yang glanced at three death options, and finally set his sight on tomato and egg soup that tasted strange. He picked up the soup bowl, drank half of it in one breath, and poured the other half into his own bowl.

Then he sat back to his seat calmly, and waited for his wife to come back while bibimbap.

After learning that he had lost his job, Xu Yan slowed down at the stairs for a long time, patted her face, and looked at herself with her mobile phone.

After confirming that he did not write his emotions on his face, he left and returned to her and Yang Yang's home.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw that the bowl of tomato and egg soup was empty, and I couldn't help but be stunned.

"It's so delicious, you'll eat it all by yourself."

"I can only say that I'm hungry, I can't help it for a while."

Yang Yang used chopsticks to pick up a bite of tomato and egg soup and put it in his mouth, chewing it with relish.

"Just like it." Xu Yan smiled slightly, and the feeling of loss of losing work just now faded.

I felt hungry too, so I picked up the chopsticks and planned to tell Yang Yang the news that the job was gone after I had eaten.

Yang Yang saw that his wife wanted to eat boiled fish fillets in the bowl, and immediately stood up from the chair.

"You have been out for too long just now, and the dishes and soup are cold. I'll go and heat you up."

After saying that, he grabbed Xu Yan's chopsticks and boiled fish fillets, put the fish fillets back into the soup, picked up the soup and beans, and walked quickly to the kitchen.

All this came too quickly, and Xu Yan didn't react. There was only an empty soup bowl and a bowl of her rice left on the table. She had just accompanied Yang Yang with the soup rice.

I touched my own rice bowl and it was obviously still hot, so how could the food get cold?

Yang Yang also took away his chopsticks. Xu Yan thought for a while, picked up Yang Yang's chopsticks, and picked up his soup and rice.

A strange smell of salty and sweetness spreads in my mouth.

She seemed to have mixed salt and sugar.

The taste is so strange. Why does my husband say he has an appetite for him.

I turned around and looked at the kitchen. The kitchen door had been closed by Yang Yang, and the sound of the stove ignition came from inside.

Xu Yan stood up, walked quietly to the kitchen door, and secretly opened the kitchen door.

The beans were reheating in the pot, and Yang Yang was pouring out the soup of boiling fish soup.

At the same time, I was worried when I looked at the fish meat with residual black substances.

"The beans are easy to deal with. Just copy them again after water. What should I do?"

Yang Yang held the chopsticks and tried to peel off the burnt peppers on the fish little by little.

"If there is no way to save it, just throw it away."

"You said it simply."

Yang Yang was all focused on boiling fish. He heard the sound of talking in his ears and replied subconsciously.

After saying that, I realized something was wrong. When I turned my head, I found that my wife's eyes were shining with some light and looking at him.

"Did you just listened to my phone call and knew I lost my job?"

“…”

Yang Yang remained silent, but in Xu Yan's eyes, he was eavesdropping on such behavior.

I couldn't help but feel very moved when I thought of my husband's behavior of taking care of her mood just now.

"that……"

Just when Yang Yang was so stared at by his wife that he couldn't stand it and wanted to say something to comfort him, Xu Yan put her arm on his shoulder, tiptoed, tilted her head slightly, and blocked his mouth.

A few seconds later, before Yang Yang could come to his senses, his wife had already let him go.

"Thank you, husband, it's great to have you, I'm fine."

"Wait, it's not that you have something to do or not. It was your first kiss just now. It's just that, I'll ask for a new one."

Yang Yang felt that he hadn't tasted it at all, so he wanted to catch Xu Yan and do it again.

Xu Yan immediately took a big step back and stood at the kitchen door, "I'm hungry. If I don't do it quickly, the food will be cold."

After saying that, he turned around and went back to the living room and turned around and added another sentence:

"This time I don't count. Next time I will make a good meal for my husband."

Finally, the word "husband" was very serious, and combined with Xu Yan's tone, Yang Yang had goose bumps all over his body.

Looking at the kitchen door taken by my wife, Yang Yang also felt that this time it was really not counted.
Chapter completed!