He Wenyan asked a few symbolic questions about Wang Jiajia's school.
Wang Jiajia curled her lips slightly and said, "It's not bad, but the food in the cafeteria is just mediocre.
It's not as delicious as what my aunt cooks.
My mother is afraid that I won't be used to it, so she wants her to move there."
Take care of me near the school” He Wenyan smiled and said: "Your nanny used to work in the military canteen.
She is considered an old man.
Her skills are indeed good.
Lao Yan even praised her."
Ye Jianzhou also echoed: "The nanny of Chief of Staff Wang's family, I have seen her every day since I was a soldier under the chief.
I grew up eating her rice spoon.
She always gave me a spoonful back then.
Jiajia, are you okay?"
I’ll also learn some of my specialty dishes so that I can show off my skills when I get married in the future.”
Wang Jiajia didn't like to hear it.
She said: "Political Commissar Ye, in a family like ours, who doesn't have a nanny?
You don't have to do it yourself, cook meals and serve people, that's what the nanny does.
With our status, we can Do you want to compete with the nanny?
My mother has never done housework, and I won't do it in the future."
After saying that, he glanced at the warmth that was placing the grilled crabs next to everyone's cups.
Wen Wen: ""Isn't she just a professional?
There is no distinction between high and low.
If she can do it, she is forced by her family.
If she can't do it, she is pampered by the family.
She also wants to be pampered, but there are no conditions.
What can be done?
Ye Jianzhou laughed beside him, "It's because my uncle didn't think it through well.
Jiajia is born to be a scholar.
There is no need to do anything."
But I secretly thought, as expected of someone who came from the compound, what kind of character does it say, there is no hiding it, these little aunts have such a temperament, the family conditions are good, the threshold is high, and they are excellent themselves, they are somewhat squeamish.
Of course, they are She also has the capital to be delicate and has the right to choose.
If she doesn’t have to worry about getting married, she naturally doesn’t want to wrong herself.
But, you can just look at a man who lets you take care of you.
He glanced at the devil leader Yan Zeyang who glanced at Wang Jiajia with a cold eyebrow.
He also came from the compound.
This little bully will get used to it.
I guess by his standards, you, a young lady with a bad temper, can't take care of yourself, no matter you are a man or a woman.
Your nanny must follow the person wherever you go, and you are no different from trash.
This is terrible.
The king cannot see the king.
It is strange that two people with strong personalities can achieve anything.
Wen Wen placed a few freshly grilled crabs on the plate in front of them, and then placed the poured juice within reach of several people.
This level of service is very common in modern times, and she is very good at using her own External advantages: Applying for jobs in high-end restaurants, there is never a shortage of work, this is probably an added benefit of good looks.
Such attentive service is really refreshing, making people feel very comfortable and feeling respected and cared for.
Wang Jiajia looked at the pink juice thing with a little disgust, "What's here?"
In fact, there are no juice machines in this era, but I have been eating and drinking for a long time.
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I have even done bartending work, but the bar was too messy and I stopped doing it after a while, so I guess it is okay to make juice.
Let me learn bartending. almost.
Peach juice is boiled, and several kinds of fruits are put in it to create a sour and appetizing juice.
It is refreshing and not too sweet to drink.
It can also purify the taste, which can make the food more delicious.
The obstruction dances on the tip of the tongue.
"This is juice.
It contains three kinds of fruits, and is also paired with hazelnuts and almonds.
It is rich in nutrients and can clear the lungs, nourish the spleen, and beautify the skin.
Drinking a cup every day is good for lesbian skin." explained with a warm and professional smile.
Wang Jiajia has never heard of this kind of reply.
Even though she is a child of a high-ranking official family in this era, she is still behind in everything.
Compared with later generations, her food, clothing, housing and transportation are not as good as those of later generations, even from a well-off family.
She thinks she has seen the world, but in fact Wen Xin's vision spans two centuries, and for people who have lived in two worlds, those world views of hers are nothing but jokes.
He Wenyan and Yan Zeyang are used to it.
Wen Wenxin is very particular about making things.
Everyone in the Yan family knows that sometimes when she is happy, she will tell them what tonic they made today, which one nourishes the kidneys, which one nourishes the blood, which one clears the lungs and which one cleans the intestines.
Otherwise, with a critical eye like He Wenyan, a chief physician in a hospital, how could she be so satisfied with Wen Xin just because she knew how to cook?
Originally a cold reorganized family, because of the warmth, thoughtfulness, and careful care, from the oldest to the youngest, from the oldest to the youngest, they were able to sit at the same table and eat, at least on the surface the atmosphere was much better.
This is what He Wenyan is most satisfied with.
Wang Jiajia's opposition to Wen Xin was simply an instinctive reaction to the survival of the fittest among women of the same type.
This made her want to roll her eyes at everything Wen Wen said.
However, beauty treatments were good for the skin, so it hit her right in the heart. .
She has a few freckles on her face and her skin is a little dark.
She cares about her skin very much and asked her cousin at the Shanghai Haiyangxing Mall to bring her several sets of skin care products for her face.
Of course they are all high-end products, but she After using one set, her skin was just a little bit better than before.
You couldn't tell it unless you looked carefully.
She usually had to use a kind of powder to cover her skin to make her skin fairer.
At this time, Wen Tan said that this kind of juice was good for the skin.
Although she was disdainful, she still took a sip.
After taking one sip, she couldn't help but take another two, three, four or five sips.
In this era, there aren’t even flavored drinks.
The best thing I’ve ever had besides tea is sugar water with added sugar.
When have you ever had a warm and satisfying drink carefully prepared with several kinds of fruit juices and nuts?
The warm taste is far different from this era.
The drink that she thought was barely drinkable tasted incredible and wonderful to Wang Jiajia.
Wen Wen specially put it in the refrigerator for a while.
The spicy crab paste is a bit spicy, and combined with a glass of cool vegetable juice, it is very refreshing in summer.
Yes, monotonous juice cannot create a better taste.
She Add some vegetable juice extracted from the space, and fill it with some honey solution.
You can tell whether it tastes good or not just by looking at the empty glasses of a few people.
It’s quite popular.
He Wenyan asked Wang Jiajia, "How does the juice taste?"
Wang Jiajia wiped her mouth and said unconvinced: "It's not bad, it's about the same as our nanny."
Wen Wen: "Well" how is that possible?
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The spicy crab butter brought over by Wen Wen is stir-fried with oil and chili peppers and then boiled with seasonings.
There are some crab legs in it, which are all yellow when boiled.
There are also chopped fresh red chili peppers in it, which makes it very appetizing. , after letting it cool, she put it into a clean glass bottle.
Although a large basket of crabs was full of crab paste, it was not very yellow after all.
Even with some crab meat, it only lasted two bottles.
She took one bottle and roasted the crab shell meat in front of everyone with a spoon.
Take a spoonful and enjoy the original shell-roasted crab meat with crab roe paste.
Whoever eats it will know it.
This is a delicacy that is said to be given by God.
Coupled with the warm processing, it is guaranteed to be unforgettable once you eat it.
Probably because the glass bottle is transparent, when Wenxin took it out, Wang Jiajia looked at the yellow and red peppers inside, curled her mouth again, and said in disgust: "What is this?
I don't eat it.
I can't eat spicy food." ” Ye Jianzhou was deeply attracted by the aroma, "Good stuff, try the crab roe, it's very fragrant."
He took a spoonful, took a bite, and started eating without having time to say anything.
When Wen Wen was scooping crab roe paste for Captain Yan, the fingertips of her fingers holding the spoon happened to be the injured hand.
Her fingers were still slightly tilted and did not touch the handle of the spoon, because her skin had a delicate texture, as if it were condensed.
It's like the mutton-fat ointment made of jade, just like Even the fingers have a feeling of whiteness, tenderness, plumpness, and graceful beauty.
It is a kind of smart beauty that comes from the bones.
Especially under the light, the nails and fingertips, which are neatly trimmed and filled with pink quartz, have a kind of transparency.
As warm and moist as white jade.
At this time, the redness and swelling between the fingers seemed a bit shocking.
Everything that looks good is very delicate, let alone such a beautiful skin.
Yan Motou only glanced at it, then reached out to take the bottle and spoon, took a clean spoonful, then stood up and gave it to Wang Jiajia and He Wenyan.
She took away half the bottle at once.
It was so warm and heart-warming that whoever picked it would feel bad.
She wanted to keep some for herself.
When she took it away, she glared at Yan Motou.
Yan Motou: "" Wang Jiajia was very happy when she saw Yan Zeyang digging this thing for her with his own hands.
Her eyes were almost watering when she looked at him.
She didn't mind the yellow color of this thing, so she pretended to dig a small spoonful of it, and tasted it while making some...
The attitude of spitting it out immediately if something goes wrong.
After taking the first bite, I couldn't stop.
A crab is about the size of two hands circled together, and contains a shell of peeled meat.
It is said that one crab can be half full, two crabs can be roughly full, and three crabs can be full.
But no one expected that crabs would be so delicious.
They were so fragrant and delicious that they could be eaten by the tongue.
This means that the children in the courtyard have seen good things, and the tutors are calm.
If they were replaced by ordinary people, they would never eat them.
After a few good meals, you can be moved to tears, and your life is worth it.
Don't talk about them, in modern times, these are delicacies that can make people gorge themselves, but Wenxin doesn't make them.
Wen Xin roasted more than a dozen of them, and the clothes were almost soaked by the heat, and finally the guests were satiated.
The look Ye Jianzhou looked at Wen Xin was like a grandma looking at her granddaughter, full of kindness, and he kept saying that he would follow the chief and Yan Tuan to come to the house for dinner all the time.
Wow, this kind of craftsmanship is simply astonishing.
People are really beyond their appearance.
As for the nanny of Wang Jiajia's family, Ye Jianzhou has never even thought about it.
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He has been cooking in a big pot for more than 20 years.
To be honest, he has eaten enough. , even if you turn on a small stove now, you can still make the taste of a big pot of rice.
Wang Jiajia was a little unhappy when she saw that Ye Jianzhou kept praising Wenxin, and she didn't want to admit that the Yan family's nanny was good at her skills.
But she ate so much and felt ashamed.
She forced a smile for a while, then discussed with Yan Zeyang with a smile and said: "Brother Yan , is your nanny okay with making crabs?
, it just so happened that my family also shared a basket, and I don’t know how to eat it yet.
Why don’t you let your nanny lend us one night, and let her teach this crab paste to our nanny aunt at night.
If it doesn’t work, we two nannies can exchange it.
Well, I also want my parents to have a taste of her craftsmanship."
Wen Xin was still smiling beside her, and by the way, she coaxed Yan Miaomiao, who ran out of the room after eating, to the sofa to watch TV.
However, as soon as she came over, she heard her request for an exchange of nannies between the two families.
When she heard this, she was really a little angry.
The nanny is not a human being.
She doesn't order her servants like this, right?
It's exchanged.
Let's exchange it with you.
If the Yan family really changes, she will immediately take off her apron and quit, even if she walks all the way to the south, she will not be affected by this kind of birdiness.
Her expression changed, her pink lips pursed tightly, and her dark, bright and fiery eyes stared at Yan Zeyang.
As long as he said one word, she would leave.
As a result, Yan Motou's face darkened first.
He didn't look at Wang Jiajia, but said to Ye Jianzhou: "Political Commissar Ye, you also saw it.
Please go back and tell Counselor Wang's wife that the nanny is from our family.
If she doesn't change, I, Yan Zeyang, can't stand a tutor like her daughter.
Just pretend that you haven't been here today and you have never mentioned this matter.
You can send her back."
As he said that, he threw the handkerchief on the table.
At that moment, the dandy boy in the compound showed his sideways gaze, and his tone was that of someone he looked down on from top to bottom, from the strands of his hair to the gray soles of his shoes.
Wang Jiajia was stunned.
She, she said something.
She just wanted to change the nanny.
Ye Jianzhou held his face with his weak hands and messed up again.
The chief was very concerned this time.
How should he respond?
The same goes for Wang Jiajia.
After studying for so many years, he doesn't even know how to respect people at the most basic level. , no wonder Yan Motou was so angry that he didn't even give the face of the Wang staff and directly drove him away.
Finally, Wang Jiajia ran away crying.
He Wenyan has been sitting in her seat, watching with cold eyes, slowly tasting the juice.
This girl is arrogant, arrogant, and does not know how to restrain her temper.
Those who like her will coax her to give in to her, but this person will definitely not be the son of Yan Weiguo. .
She has been getting along with this stepson for a year.
Who is Demon Head Yan?
He has experienced the darkest two years of the Yan family and has learned to hide his true emotions.
However, the pride that he has had since childhood has made him Even if you don’t want to admit it.
When he was a child, he was called the little bully by the kids in the courtyard.
This proud man must have been used to it.
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He wanted to show off his temper in front of him and play tricks on him, so he stopped as soon as possible.
If you found the wrong person and made him angry, he would not even give you a step. .
What's more, he also has one of his biggest shortcomings: he protects young children and protects his shortcomings.
It can be seen from how he protects his sister.
Do he and his sister have feelings?
No, her sister was taken away by her parents soon after she was born, while he stayed.
In the army, when we met again, his mother was gone and his sister was only four years old, but he still didn't protect his sister enough.
He was afraid that she would treat her badly, so he rushed back every day even if he was bored to the core.
He can bully and manipulate the people under his wings, but others cannot touch them, let alone those he cares about.
Wang Jiajia, whom he had just met formally for the first time, wanted to take the person away from him on his own initiative.
It was strange that he agreed.
If he didn't throw her out, it would be a favor to Counselor Wang and his family.
Yan Zeyang was under the tree outside the yard, put a cigarette in his mouth and lit a fire.
In the night, the fireworks were dotted.
Ye Jianzhou came over and said, "You don't smoke, don't you?"
"Occasionally."
"Tell me, you kid, you have caused so much trouble for me.
You even dared to get in with the son of Commander He's family.
This time, you made the daughter of Counselor Wang's family cry.
There are still people in this compound that you have not offended.
You have to give them some face, at least they are from the same hospital."
Yan Zeyang snorted, "When my father had an accident, did the people in the compound say a word to him?
I still need to give them face now?"
Ye Jianzhou looked at him helplessly, "You, if I hadn't been a soldier under the chief, I wouldn't have cared about you."
Yan Zeyang glanced at him and was too lazy to speak.
"That warmth?"
Ye Jianzhou asked carefully.
"You're thinking too much."
He frowned and put out the cigarette with his hand.
"Would you like me to check if the problem is due to poor family background or family background?"
Political Commissar Ye still has some connections.
"No, I'm going back."
After saying that, Demon Tou Yan turned around and left.
Yan Zeyang has actually made up his mind.
Today's meeting is not a child's play, but the situation is a little out of control.
This made him feel a little irritated, so irritated that he was so breathless and a little stuffy that he had to go under the tree outside the door and smoke a cigarette to relieve his mood.
Entering the yard, I saw warm light coming from the window, probably from long-term field training.
His footsteps were silent.
When I walked into the hall, I saw a man who had just taken a shower, with long hair, and was dressed loosely like those in the Republic of China.
Wearing a buttoned white top and warm blue pants, he was sitting on the bookshelf in the living room, picking up his feet and reaching for the wine placed on it.
When Wen Wen took a shower, she felt a wave of frustration welling up in her heart, which made her suddenly want to drink some wine, but there was no red wine here, and there was only white wine on the bookshelf.
She wanted to take it down, pour a small amount, adjust the taste for herself, and then drink it, so that she could be beautiful again.
Go to sleep and forget all about your grievances.
As a result, the wine was too high, and she wore light blue cloth slippers made by the old master according to her drawings, which made her little feet even whiter.
It's just a little bit close.
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If you wear high heels, you will definitely get hooked.
As a result, a tall and straight body blocked the light in the living room, and he easily moved the bottle of wine to a higher place with his hand.
She couldn't seduce him now.
Wenxin looked back at him.
His eyes drifted over, and there was a clear warning in them, "What do lesbians drink?"
Wen Xin's eyes suddenly turned red, you are gay, but she remained silent.
"Come here."
Because the living room was large, the lighting was very soft.
He walked to the closet opposite the coffee table and took out a medicine box with a cross on it.
As a doctor, He Wenyan couldn't have a medicine box at home.
Wen Xin watched him reach out and open the medicine box, looking at the types of medicines inside one by one.
As a soldier who often trains in the field, you must be familiar with some trauma medicines.
There is no doctor to bandage your wounds in the field.
I quickly found a bottle.
"hand."
Wen Wen didn't want to apply any medicine.
The bottle might be disinfectant.
I wonder if there is Yunnan Baiyao.
It would hurt if the disinfectant was applied to the wound.
Yan Zeyang glanced at her, the red circles under his eyes made the skin on his face even more tender and tender.
Seeing Wen Xin's refusal, he lowered his face and said, "Don't let me say it a second time."
Wen Xin's eye circles are even redder, and he won't open his eyes no matter what the situation is.
He had just glanced at it before, but now he took a closer look and realized why a woman's skin was described as "breakable by a blow."
The hand in front of him had such delicate skin that he had only picked up a few crabs, and his five fingers had red marks to varying degrees. , the skin will break if you use more force.
He carefully spread the disinfectant on her wound.
She felt the pain and forced her hand back, but he squeezed her tightly.
Wen Xin almost had tears in her eyes, and she scolded him in a low voice: "Are you a devil who will bully others?"
As if he had never heard of it, he took a white powder medicine bottle from the box and sprinkled the powder on the wound.
Although the wound was not large, it was very deep and could easily become infected if it came into contact with water.
Under the light, he moved slightly, his profile half-turned, his tall figure, well-pressed clothes, and his slender hands holding her orchid fingers.
After applying the medicine, he gently rubbed her injured fingertips with his fingers, and it took him a long time to see her.
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