CHAPTER 11

The air froze for a moment, and even the old lady licked the candy obediently without saying a word, and her curious eyes turned to the two of them.

"I......"

Su Yue couldn't bear it any longer, and laughed loudly: "I'm kidding you! You can dismantle this radio and watch it casually! There is no charge, and you won't be charged if it breaks."

Qiao Jingming was a little at a loss, and he was slightly uncomfortable.

When Su Yue hugged the radio to him, he became more cautious when touching it.

At six o'clock in the evening, Su Yue took a rag to wipe the furniture, humming in a good mood.

The old lady was sitting on the balcony watching the street view, while Qiao Jingming was playing with the radio in the living room.

He hadn't studied it well until she had wiped down all the furniture.

She looked at him, and the man was fiddling with the radio earnestly and intently, his brows and eyes were soft, hazy and beautiful, like a gorgeous scroll drawn by ink.

In her impression, people in this era are always pale and thin, skinny, plainly dressed, and don't know how to dress up. There are very few people with delicate faces and facial features like Qiao Jingming, which is really amazing.

The room was dark, Su Yue lit the lamp, and the instant light blinded Qiao Jingming's eyes for half a second. After returning to normal, he moved his ear tips and looked up at Su Yue.

She stood under the lamp line and looked at herself with a smile, her sparkling eyes dazzled Qianhui, and even her white skin was stained with rouge by the sunset, very beautiful.

Qiao Jingming suddenly felt uneasy all over his body. After rubbing his fingertips for a while, he lowered his head and continued to play with the radio.

The old lady was tired from sitting and went back to the house.

"What are you doing?"

"Watch the radio."

"Radio?" The old lady also leaned over to look at it. Her eyes were dazzled by the pile of dark parts.

"What's so good about this?"

She doesn't understand.

This was the first time Su Yue saw a smile on Qiao Jingming's face.

How should I put it, there is a big gap between whether he smiles or not.

When he smiled, there was a kind of warmth like a spring breeze, warm like spring light, and fascinating.

He bent his lips and explained to the old lady: "You don't understand, it's really not interesting."

"I want to listen to this, it sounds good!" The old lady thought that Qiao Jingming didn't know how to use the radio, so she introduced it to him.

She knew how to use it, and Xiaoyue let her off last night. She listened to it for a long time, and it was very interesting.

There were a lot of people talking, talking about food for a while, and factories for a while. Listening to it is much more interesting than sitting alone in a chair in a daze before.

"Ok, I know."

There was warmth in the air, Su Yue watched the two of them chat for a while, then went into the kitchen to cook.

Since Qiao Jingming already knew her identity, and knew that she had taken a lot of treasure, and that she would not reveal it or anything, it was just deception in front of him, so she generously took out the pork she bought in the morning and prepared it for lunch.

After cutting the vegetables, turn on the fire to heat up the pan, put in the oil, and when the oil warms up, Su Yue is holding the vegetable basket and is hesitating whether to put the chili or the meat first, or whether it is better to put the vegetables first.

After hesitating for a few minutes, she finally chose to put the meat first, because she likes it crispy.

However, this release was terrible, and I don't know what went wrong. There was a violent "stab", and the flames shot up into the sky, illuminating the whole kitchen red.

Su Yue was so frightened that she kept backing away holding the spatula and the dishes until she reached the door of the kitchen, when the people outside heard the movement and rushed over.

"what happened?"

Qiao Jingming put down the parts in his hand and ran over, the cauldron on the stove was still on fire.

Su Yue held the plate to catch the water under the faucet, and poured it into the pot after receiving it.

Fortunately, Qiao Jingming reacted quickly and held her arm to stop her dangerous behavior!

"Don't pour water!"

He was very quick, looked around the kitchen, found the lid of the pot and put it on.

The blazing fire that had been valiant just now faded away, and there was no spark left.

Su Yue was dumbfounded, and stood there holding the dish.

In Wan Lai's silence, Qiao Jingming rubbed his eyebrows helplessly and asked.

"Don't you know that you can't put water in the cooking when it's on fire?"

Su Yue stood still dumbly, and after a while she came back to her senses, looked up at him, her eyes were full of confusion: "It seems... not very clear."

Because she's a kitchen idiot!

The kitchen, which had just experienced a disaster, was in a mess. The lid of the pot was lifted, and there was a puddle of meat as black as coal and a large puddle of cooking oil inside.

If someone else sees it, they will definitely scold Su Yue, a prodigal bitch.

Such precious oil, such rare pork, wasted, wasted!

Su Yue became more and more guilty, turned around and looked at the smoky blackened white wall, with cold sweat dripping down her forehead.

The old lady was deaf and didn't hear the sound of the fire roaring.

Seeing Qiao Jingming enter the kitchen, she walked over there, stood at the door of the kitchen and looked in slowly, and saw that the originally white wall had turned black, she scratched her head wonderingly: "Why is it dark?"

"That... was an accident just now." Su Yue smiled bitterly, trying to make herself look less nervous: "I'll try again, there are still dishes."

"Try?" Qiao Jingming frowned, "Have you never done it before?"

There are very few lesbians who can't cook these days. Generally speaking, many girls can cook for the family in elementary school.

"Occasionally do it once or twice." For example, salad, such as boiled cabbage...

"But I will!"

Su Yue's cooking skills are good and bad. When it's good, you can eat it. When it's bad, you might have to spit out the overnight meal.

The meal at noon today was not ready, she fried a vegetarian dish and a meat dish, it was so unpalatable that she almost vomited.

On the contrary, the old lady ate it vigorously, and she didn't dislike her making it salty, mushy, or burnt. She ate it with relish and even praised the taste.

Su Yue was helpless and moved.

She remembered that in the last days before time travel, the food was provided by two girlfriends and colleagues. Without them, Su Yue would eat the convenience food in the space, and her life would be so-so.

But when she got here, she could only do it by herself, with enough food and clothing, she was so worried that her head was getting bigger.

Some people are not born with the talent to cook, and Su Yue thinks that she is such a person.

Smiling embarrassingly, Su Yue pointed to the living room: "Go out and get the radio first, I'll continue cooking."

The old lady looked at the two and asked puzzledly, "Why is it dark?"

Su Yong smiled awkwardly and pushed the old lady into the living room: "Mother-in-law, you can play with Qiao Jingming for a while and wait. I'll go cook and eat soon."

After all, he went into the kitchen, cleaned up the dark stove on one side, and then washed and chopped the vegetables again, preparing to show off his skills for the second time.

Although Qiao Jingming was a little worried, he didn't say anything, and kept paying attention to her movements with his ears twitching.

In the kitchen here, Su Yue accelerated her movements, took a deep breath, and poured the pumpkin into the oil pan.

This dish is very simple, just stir-fried pumpkin slices. I saw her best friend make it before, and I tried it myself today. Hmm...something seems wrong.

Why is the pumpkin fried all over, it's a sticky mess, it's kind of like...shit.

Hastily got out of the pot, and continued to prepare the second dish - fried shredded pork with potato cubes.

However, the difficulty of this dish was not much better than the first dish in Su Yue's mind. This time it seemed that the oil had been boiled for a long time, and the temperature in the pot was too high, so she chose to put potatoes first.

After the potatoes were cut into pieces, they passed through the water, especially when they were put into the pot, and the water vapor was still there. With the high temperature and water, the flames went straight into the sky again.

Big loss this time! The few pinches of lanugo on Su Yue's forehead were burnt!

She was so frightened that she shuddered, and hurriedly took the lid of the pot and put it on.

This considerable movement disturbed Qiao Jingming outside the door again.

He was even faster than before, as soon as the lid of the pot in Su Yue's hand was put down, he trotted in.

"It burned again?"

The slap in the face came too fast, and the air froze in an instant.

Su Yue smiled awkwardly, looking at him with embarrassment and grievance.

"Cooking is too difficult..."

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