Chapter 2062: Be a nanny in January
Chapter 2062 Be a nanny in January
Jing Xiaocha just wanted to go in and explain that she was cooking tonight, but she heard Wen Jin’s voice say, "Okay, it’s better to be Xiaohui, more obedient than someone."
Jing Xiaocha's mouth twitched, defending herself in her heart.
I just ate a bowl of instant noodles, so why didn't I be obedient.
Xiaohui was praised and immediately laughed happily.
Don’t forget to flatter and say, “Uncle Wen, the dishes you cooked last time were so delicious, I want to learn how to cook from you.”
"no problem."
Wen Jin’s voice is clear and cheerful, as if he was not the one who looked at her coldly just now.
Jing Xiaocha sighed silently. The last time Big Brother Wen warned her not to eat instant noodles, it is not good for her health.
Now that she caught her eating instant noodles again, she must be angry.
would even be robbed by the two of them who was supposed to cook tonight.
Despite this, Jing Xiaocha, with a guilty conscience, came to the kitchen slowly.
Looking at the two men busy in the kitchen, one big and one small, talking and laughing.
She also made a far-fetched smile, pretending to say briskly, "I'll help you wash the vegetables."
"……"
Xiaohui raised her face to look at her, and then looked at Wen Jin as if inquiring.
Jing Xiaocha did not hear anyone answer, so she stretched out her hand to get the dishes.
The back of her hand was hit hard, and she hissed and instinctively withdrew her hand.
Looking at the beans in the hands of Wen Jin, the culprit who knocked on her, her little mouth pursed in depression, "Brother Wen, I'll help."
"Go and clean up the instant noodles in the living room. I don't want to smell any taste of instant noodles."
Wen Jin said quietly, not even looking at Jing Xiaocha.
Jing Xiaocha looked at him with a frown, "There is no smell anymore."
"Auntie, there is still a smell."
Xiaohui quietly pointed to the living room, as if she lowered her voice, and Wen Jin could not hear it.
Jing Xiaocha's face was puzzled. It's been an afternoon, is there any smell?
But why didn't she smell it.
Hesitated for two seconds, she resignedly turned and left the kitchen, and went to the living room to clear the taste of instant noodles.
Wen Jin raised his eyes and glanced at her faintly, then retracted his gaze, and continued to pick up the beans in his hand, "Xiaohui, do you understand the lesson the teacher is teaching?"
The two men, one big and one small, in the kitchen cooperated very well, chatting very happily, and laughter from the two from time to time.
Jing Xiaocha opened the windows to let the wind in.
Because Wen Jin does not like the smell of air fresheners, she dare not spray air fresheners to remove the smell of instant noodles.
After a few minutes, I smelled it again, not sure if it still smelled.
turned around again and ran out of the house.
"Uncle Wen, did Auntie go away angry?"
In the kitchen, Xiaohui, who was learning to cook for Wen Jin, saw Jing Xiaocha escape from the living room, and immediately asked Wen Jin anxiously.
Wen Jin glanced at the door, and Yun said lightly, "She might be going to buy grapefruit."
"grapefruit?"
Xiaohui looked at Wen Jin without understanding.
Uncle Wen asked aunt to clear the smell of instant noodles in the living room?
My aunt didn’t clear the taste of instant noodles, and went to buy grapefruit. Wouldn’t it be more of the taste of grapefruit?
When did Auntie become so stupid.
Wen Jin smiled without saying a word. Although he hates the taste of instant noodles, he likes grapefruit and the taste of grapefruit.
When they came back just now, they saw a cart with grapefruit selling grapefruit outside the apartment.
Many people are buying in front of the car.
Sure enough, as Wen Jin guessed, Jing Xiaocha really bought a grapefruit.
All the grapefruit is opened, and the taste of instant noodles disappears immediately.
The whole living room was full of the smell of grapefruit. After a while, Jing Xiaocha took two grapefruits into the kitchen, still peeled the skin, and even the seeds were cleaned.
"Brother Wen, Xiaohui, I'll give you one petal each."
Xiaohui happily took the grapefruit and delivered it to his mouth. Wen Jinzheng held the condiment bottle in one hand and the spatula in the other.
Jing Xiaocha saw it, and in order to please Wen Jin's anger, he directly fed the grapefruit in his hand to his mouth, "Brother Wen, try it, this grapefruit is sweet."
Wen Jin glanced at her coldly, indicating that she was still angry.
"Hey, Brother Wen, you have a bite, it doesn't taste good and you don't need money."
Jing Xiaocha smiled flatteringly, the grapefruit in his hand smelled to his mouth, and he waited for him to open his mouth and eat it.
It may be that she laughed too ugly. Although Wen Jin was calm and handsome, she couldn't listen to her smirk, so she opened her mouth and took a bite.
Even if Jing Xiaocha took the grapefruit and fed it to his mouth, he still ate elegantly.
"Is it delicious?"
Jing Xiaocha asked, her clear big eyes fixedly looking at Wen Jin Lengjun’s face.
The temperature in the kitchen is lower than that in the living room. How can she feel cold in this season.
Wen Jin chewed slowly and swallowed the grapefruit in his mouth, and said, "Reluctantly."
Although is not a good comment, Jing Xiaocha is very optimistic and understands that she has passed the test.
Brother Wen is no longer angry, and the smile on her face is a bit more real and brighter than before, "Brother Wen, eat more if it is delicious."
Wen Jin has put the condiments back in place, curling her eyebrows and looking at her hand that is feeding her mouth.
Because he wanted to pay attention to the dishes in the pot, he simply let Jing Xiaocha take the grapefruit and feed him.
A pomelo pleased Wen Jin.
Jing Xiaocha can eat ready-made dinner without cooking.
When she sat down at the dining table, she discovered that although Wen Jin was angry at her eating instant noodles, two of the four dishes on the table were her favorite and two were Xiaohui's favorite. .
"Brother Wen, why didn't I make the few dishes I bought?"
Wen Jinbai glanced at her, put the vegetables into the bowl in front of her, "Let me know if you eat instant noodles, you can go to my house to be a nanny for a month."
"Nanny?"
The expression on Jing Xiaocha's face froze.
Wen Jin added vegetables to Xiaohui, and casually explained, “Yes, it’s just a nanny. You don’t eat instant noodles unless you cook every day.”
"……"
How ruthless!
Jing Xiaocha slandered in her heart, but she solemnly promised, "I will never eat instant noodles again."
She used to go to Wen Jin’s house as a nanny from time to time, cooking for him, especially during the Spring Festival.
But that was before.
Now that Big Brother Wen has Sister Ou, if she goes to their house again as a nanny, Sister Ou will be jealous.
When she is jealous, she will introduce someone to her.
Thinking of this, Jing Xiaocha's body trembled.
"Then finish these two dishes."
After Wen Jin finished speaking, he picked up the chopsticks and clamped the dish on the other plate, and said to Xiaohui, "Xiaohui, let your aunt eat those two dishes, let's eat these two."
Jing Xiaocha grievedly looked at the two dishes in front of him, and the bowl of rice in front of him was also Wen Jinsheng's, which was fuller than his and Xiaohui's. He deliberately ordered her.
Don’t you have eaten grapefruit just now and you are not angry?
(End of this chapter)
Jing Xiaocha just wanted to go in and explain that she was cooking tonight, but she heard Wen Jin’s voice say, "Okay, it’s better to be Xiaohui, more obedient than someone."
Jing Xiaocha's mouth twitched, defending herself in her heart.
I just ate a bowl of instant noodles, so why didn't I be obedient.
Xiaohui was praised and immediately laughed happily.
Don’t forget to flatter and say, “Uncle Wen, the dishes you cooked last time were so delicious, I want to learn how to cook from you.”
"no problem."
Wen Jin’s voice is clear and cheerful, as if he was not the one who looked at her coldly just now.
Jing Xiaocha sighed silently. The last time Big Brother Wen warned her not to eat instant noodles, it is not good for her health.
Now that she caught her eating instant noodles again, she must be angry.
would even be robbed by the two of them who was supposed to cook tonight.
Despite this, Jing Xiaocha, with a guilty conscience, came to the kitchen slowly.
Looking at the two men busy in the kitchen, one big and one small, talking and laughing.
She also made a far-fetched smile, pretending to say briskly, "I'll help you wash the vegetables."
"……"
Xiaohui raised her face to look at her, and then looked at Wen Jin as if inquiring.
Jing Xiaocha did not hear anyone answer, so she stretched out her hand to get the dishes.
The back of her hand was hit hard, and she hissed and instinctively withdrew her hand.
Looking at the beans in the hands of Wen Jin, the culprit who knocked on her, her little mouth pursed in depression, "Brother Wen, I'll help."
"Go and clean up the instant noodles in the living room. I don't want to smell any taste of instant noodles."
Wen Jin said quietly, not even looking at Jing Xiaocha.
Jing Xiaocha looked at him with a frown, "There is no smell anymore."
"Auntie, there is still a smell."
Xiaohui quietly pointed to the living room, as if she lowered her voice, and Wen Jin could not hear it.
Jing Xiaocha's face was puzzled. It's been an afternoon, is there any smell?
But why didn't she smell it.
Hesitated for two seconds, she resignedly turned and left the kitchen, and went to the living room to clear the taste of instant noodles.
Wen Jin raised his eyes and glanced at her faintly, then retracted his gaze, and continued to pick up the beans in his hand, "Xiaohui, do you understand the lesson the teacher is teaching?"
The two men, one big and one small, in the kitchen cooperated very well, chatting very happily, and laughter from the two from time to time.
Jing Xiaocha opened the windows to let the wind in.
Because Wen Jin does not like the smell of air fresheners, she dare not spray air fresheners to remove the smell of instant noodles.
After a few minutes, I smelled it again, not sure if it still smelled.
turned around again and ran out of the house.
"Uncle Wen, did Auntie go away angry?"
In the kitchen, Xiaohui, who was learning to cook for Wen Jin, saw Jing Xiaocha escape from the living room, and immediately asked Wen Jin anxiously.
Wen Jin glanced at the door, and Yun said lightly, "She might be going to buy grapefruit."
"grapefruit?"
Xiaohui looked at Wen Jin without understanding.
Uncle Wen asked aunt to clear the smell of instant noodles in the living room?
My aunt didn’t clear the taste of instant noodles, and went to buy grapefruit. Wouldn’t it be more of the taste of grapefruit?
When did Auntie become so stupid.
Wen Jin smiled without saying a word. Although he hates the taste of instant noodles, he likes grapefruit and the taste of grapefruit.
When they came back just now, they saw a cart with grapefruit selling grapefruit outside the apartment.
Many people are buying in front of the car.
Sure enough, as Wen Jin guessed, Jing Xiaocha really bought a grapefruit.
All the grapefruit is opened, and the taste of instant noodles disappears immediately.
The whole living room was full of the smell of grapefruit. After a while, Jing Xiaocha took two grapefruits into the kitchen, still peeled the skin, and even the seeds were cleaned.
"Brother Wen, Xiaohui, I'll give you one petal each."
Xiaohui happily took the grapefruit and delivered it to his mouth. Wen Jinzheng held the condiment bottle in one hand and the spatula in the other.
Jing Xiaocha saw it, and in order to please Wen Jin's anger, he directly fed the grapefruit in his hand to his mouth, "Brother Wen, try it, this grapefruit is sweet."
Wen Jin glanced at her coldly, indicating that she was still angry.
"Hey, Brother Wen, you have a bite, it doesn't taste good and you don't need money."
Jing Xiaocha smiled flatteringly, the grapefruit in his hand smelled to his mouth, and he waited for him to open his mouth and eat it.
It may be that she laughed too ugly. Although Wen Jin was calm and handsome, she couldn't listen to her smirk, so she opened her mouth and took a bite.
Even if Jing Xiaocha took the grapefruit and fed it to his mouth, he still ate elegantly.
"Is it delicious?"
Jing Xiaocha asked, her clear big eyes fixedly looking at Wen Jin Lengjun’s face.
The temperature in the kitchen is lower than that in the living room. How can she feel cold in this season.
Wen Jin chewed slowly and swallowed the grapefruit in his mouth, and said, "Reluctantly."
Although is not a good comment, Jing Xiaocha is very optimistic and understands that she has passed the test.
Brother Wen is no longer angry, and the smile on her face is a bit more real and brighter than before, "Brother Wen, eat more if it is delicious."
Wen Jin has put the condiments back in place, curling her eyebrows and looking at her hand that is feeding her mouth.
Because he wanted to pay attention to the dishes in the pot, he simply let Jing Xiaocha take the grapefruit and feed him.
A pomelo pleased Wen Jin.
Jing Xiaocha can eat ready-made dinner without cooking.
When she sat down at the dining table, she discovered that although Wen Jin was angry at her eating instant noodles, two of the four dishes on the table were her favorite and two were Xiaohui's favorite. .
"Brother Wen, why didn't I make the few dishes I bought?"
Wen Jinbai glanced at her, put the vegetables into the bowl in front of her, "Let me know if you eat instant noodles, you can go to my house to be a nanny for a month."
"Nanny?"
The expression on Jing Xiaocha's face froze.
Wen Jin added vegetables to Xiaohui, and casually explained, “Yes, it’s just a nanny. You don’t eat instant noodles unless you cook every day.”
"……"
How ruthless!
Jing Xiaocha slandered in her heart, but she solemnly promised, "I will never eat instant noodles again."
She used to go to Wen Jin’s house as a nanny from time to time, cooking for him, especially during the Spring Festival.
But that was before.
Now that Big Brother Wen has Sister Ou, if she goes to their house again as a nanny, Sister Ou will be jealous.
When she is jealous, she will introduce someone to her.
Thinking of this, Jing Xiaocha's body trembled.
"Then finish these two dishes."
After Wen Jin finished speaking, he picked up the chopsticks and clamped the dish on the other plate, and said to Xiaohui, "Xiaohui, let your aunt eat those two dishes, let's eat these two."
Jing Xiaocha grievedly looked at the two dishes in front of him, and the bowl of rice in front of him was also Wen Jinsheng's, which was fuller than his and Xiaohui's. He deliberately ordered her.
Don’t you have eaten grapefruit just now and you are not angry?
(End of this chapter)