Mr. Song looked at the clock on the wall. Please search on Baidu-

The short needle is close to eight, and the long needle is already above ten.

It's almost eight o'clock.

Song Shaoyao arrived home at half past five and went to Baoguang. It should take nearly half an hour to get off work because it was time to get off work.

That is, I arrived at Baizhou's house at six o'clock and picked up the person. Even if there was a traffic jam, I should be approaching home.

But now...

It's almost eight o'clock.

Mr. Song suddenly felt a little nervous.

Dingling!

The phone rang.

Grandma Yu quickly answered the phone. After hearing this, her expression was a little strange. She hung up the phone and then looked at the old man.

"The eldest lady said she won't come back!"

Mr. Song opened his mouth, his eyes full of confusion.

His worldview suddenly collapsed a little.

What's going on?

Is Baizhou’s home a Pansi Cave?

Can't get out when you go in?

...

Time goes forward!

Song Shaoyao arrived at Baoguang angrily, Yang Kaiwen opened the door inside, and when she arrived at home!

"Hey, sister, why are you here?"

Song Baiying opened the door and looked at her sister standing outside, a little surprised.

"Why am I here? You didn't go home last night. You haven't come home after school today?" Song Shaoyao glared at Song Baiying, "I came here to pick you up!"

Song Baiying shook her head decisively, "Sister, can you wait until you finish your meal before going back!"

Yang Kaiwen said, "Yes, Bai Zhou is cooking. There are a lot of dishes to be prepared tonight. If you leave, you can't finish it!"

Song Baiying had a meal last night, but neither Bai Zhou nor Yang Kaiwen had enough, so she prepared more tonight.

Bai Zhou didn't expect that at four o'clock in the afternoon, Song Baiying called him and said he would come again tonight.

OK!

Anyway, the smart face recognition has been done, and the time is too long. In the past month, Bai Zhou has lost weight and just happened to make up for himself.

"Bai Zhou can still cook!"

Although Song Shaoyao wanted to leave, they said so, so they could only wait until they finished eating before leaving.

Anyway, it's time for a meal.

"Sister, is it fragrant?"

Song Baiying pulled Song Shaoyao in and asked in a low voice.

Song Shaoyao was stunned and sniffed, a little surprised.

It's quite delicious.

Is this the fragrance of cooking in Baizhou?

In fact, most people in the Song family have a problem, probably because they are inherited from the old man and are more concerned about what they eat.

For example, in order to eat, the old man specially invited chefs from eight major cuisines at home. It can be said that the old man's three-inch tongue had tasted so many delicious foods in the world.

I don’t know how many people have been fired just as the chef.

"Sister, haven't eaten yet!"

Song Shaoyao "No!"

Song Baiying breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good!"

Song Shaoyao was confused and didn't understand what was going on.

The three of them sat in the living room chatting and watching TV. Gradually, Song Shaoyao was a little hungry because the faint fragrance in the living room was so seductive.

It was not until after six o'clock that Song Shaoyao frowned. It was a little late and was about to leave when the kitchen door opened.

"It's time to eat!"

Bai Zhou shouted, Song Baiying could get up, and Sa Huanzi ran to the kitchen.

Song Shaoyao opened her mouth. When did Bai Ying get so active in eating?

But when she walked over and saw a few dishes on the dining table, her appetite suddenly increased.

"This... Xiaobai's craftsmanship looks good!"

Bai Zhou scratched his head, "Actually, it's just doing whatever you want!"

Do whatever you want?

Song Baiying didn't know anything to do whatever she wanted. Anyway, she urged everyone to sit down quickly, then picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

Seeing her sister like this, Song Shaoyao frowned immediately.

Sure enough, I was wild. It seemed that I had to discipline myself well, otherwise I would go out and throw myself away from the Song family.

However, when she started to taste it, Song Shaoyao had the urge to swallow her tongue.

Hmm!

So tender!

This meal lasted a long time. Even though Song Shaoyao obviously liked it, she was still restraining and chewing it slowly. This was probably a problem with her own cultivation.

Song Baiying finished eating early, lying on the sofa like a salted fish, motionless.

It was almost eight o'clock after dinner. Song Shaoyao was actually a little overeating. I have to say that Bai Zhou's craftsmanship is very good. No wonder Song Baiying called last night and said that she missed something.

Surprisingly!

She no longer knows how to evaluate Baizhou. Not to mention Baizhou's talent shown on computers, she is this kind of cooking skill. If she opens a private restaurant, she will definitely go there every day.

I thought about going home before, but what else is going on now?

Eat it clean and wipe your mouth and run away?

Song Baiying looked at Song Shaoyao, "Sister, stay here tonight. Go back at noon tomorrow and bring a meal for grandpa!"

Song Shaoyao was stunned, right.

Then he looked at Bai Zhou.

Bai Zhou opened his mouth and said, "Okay, what do you like to eat? I will make one tomorrow and you will take it back!"

...

Bai Zhou felt that his life was really bitter. He cooked it one after another. In fact, he didn't hate cooking so much, and even enjoyed it. He could hit his attention while cooking, which was also a kind of spiritual exercise.

The next day, Baizhou put the prepared boiled cabbage in two parts, one was soup and the other was treated cabbage core.

Just take it back and pour the soup in.

It was noon and the road was driving faster, and it would take less than twenty minutes.

As soon as Song Shaoyao came home with the things, she saw the old man sitting in the small yard. Hearing footsteps, he didn't make a sound.

"grandfather!"

The old man said nothing.

"grandfather!"

The old man still kept silent.

Seeing this, Grandma Yu looked helpless.

Song Shaoyao was not worried, so he slightly untied the bag in his hand, revealing a small gap. Soon, the smell of the soup floated out.

The old man's nose immediately started to twitch, but he still pretended. Song Shaoyao was not in a hurry and said, "This is a rare boiled cabbage. Grandpa, you have taken me to eat many times before, but I can guarantee that no one can eat better than this one. It has been wasted twenty minutes. If you don't eat it, I will eat it myself!"

Song Shaoyao said as she turned around and went into the room.

The old man finally opened his eyes and stood up decisively to follow up, "You, you damn girl, I asked you to pick up Bai Ying back last night. You are fine, don't go home anymore, are you angry with me?"

Song Shaoyao did not respond, walked straight to the kitchen, took out a larger bowl, then put the cabbage in, and then poured the soup into it.

Baizhou can cook boiled cabbage, she has never eaten it before.

There was no such dish in the dishes I ate last night.
To be continued...