Best Actor Wants To Stay With Me Chapter 1863: Resigning from the old (9)

Xia Siyu still can't cook after all these years of devastation.

But she doesn't know how to cook. In order to satisfy her sense of participation, Bo Yan still let her participate. As we all know, as long as it is porcelain, it will not survive a day and night in the hands of Xia Siyu. Bo Yan did not dare to let her wash the dishes. She didn't dare to let her cut vegetables, Xia Siyu took a kitchen knife, and it was estimated that it was really used as a weapon. But he took a small basket for Xia Siyu, asked her to wash the vegetables, and specially ordered her to wash it a little, preferably one by one.

So Xia Siyu really cleaned up one by one over there. Although the action was excruciatingly slow, it worked anyway. But she didn't want to work hard alone without communication, so Bo Yan had to take a pot, knead noodles, chop stuffing, chop vegetables and green onions beside her.

Sure enough, Xia Siyu saw that Bo Yan was cutting vegetables, especially the same size, and he wanted to play: "I want to. How do you learn this, you teach me?"

Bo Yan didn't pay attention to it at first, but when he heard the latter sentence, his mind became more active: "Do you want to learn?"

She didn't want to learn, she wanted to play, Xia Siyu nodded quickly. Bo Yan was still a little hesitant: "Then you can't play around with this thing, what if you mess around and cut it."

Xia Siyu waved a big hand: "I'm not a three-year-old child, I can still distinguish the severity."

The more she said that, the more she distrusted Bo Yan. But when he looked at Xia Siyu's "threatening" gaze, he still waved and asked her to come over. Standing behind her, leaning against her back, wrapping her arms around her waist. One hand supported her hand holding the knife, the other helped her to press the vegetables and cut them one by one.

Xia Siyu also turned back and asked him: "How did you practice this? Why are they all cut exactly the same?"

Bo Yan said: "I don't have much to do. I cut it slowly at the beginning and try to cut it into the same size. Once I get used to it, it will be faster."

Xia Siyu asked again: "When will I be able to practice to your level?"

Bo Yan is a little silent, cooking is a little bit of talent. Xia Siyu's acting talents are full, but in this regard, she has already performed at an excellent level if she does not come to fry the kitchen. Bo Yan didn't answer, but Xia Siyu suddenly "ah", Bo Yan was startled, quickly put down the knife, and turned her around nervously: "What's wrong? Cut into your hand? Does it hurt?"

Especially Xia Siyu's right index finger is still curled up, and it looks like it hurts very much. Bo Yan quickly came up: "Let me see."

As soon as the fingers are opened, there is no wound at all. Bo Yan was stunned for a moment, then went to find other fingers: "Where is the injury?"

Holding her hand and looking around, she couldn't see a one-centimeter-sized wound. Bo Yan was a little strange, and she was looking up in doubt, just bumped into Xia Siyu and laughed with a "poof".

Bo Yan understood in seconds, and shook off her claws: "You are not injured."

is an affirmative sentence. This guy actually lied to him!

Xia Siyu's expression changed, from joy to melancholy: "Who said I wasn't hurt?"

Bo Yan was a little suspicious, he looked at her with a suspicious expression: "Where are you injured?"

Xia Siyu fell on him, with a pitiful expression on his face: "My heart is hurt. I need you to kiss and hug to get better."

This **** has come back again. Bo Yan took her hand: "Your heart is hurt, isn't it?"

The next second, he really picked her up, Xia Siyu was actually lifted by him, she was on top, stunned for a moment, and the thin words below smiled brightly: "Want to kiss and hug, right? "

And then he really pulled her back, and while holding her up, he pulled her to his side, she was up, he was down, raised his head, and gently kissed the corner of her mouth.

It's really a kiss and a hug. Xia Siyu was stunned for a moment, and she didn't come back to her senses until she was put on the ground. Bo Yan also smiled and asked her: "Where else does it hurt? My heart hurts? It doesn't matter, I'll give you a rub for my husband, so that you can rejuvenate immediately."

Xia Siyu quickly stepped back: "No need, no need."

Bo Yan turned to the offensive at this time: "Hey, your heart hurts. Speaking of which, this is also my irresponsibility as a husband. Why don't you even know that my wife is not feeling well? It's okay, let me help Treat yourself."

Xia Siyu continued to retreat and threatened: "If you come again, I will raise the basin for you."

It's okay if the pot is raised, but the pot is on the edge of the chopping board, and there is a kitchen knife on the chopping board. It really hurts that's not for playing. Bo Yan was also playing with her at first. At this time, he closed it when he saw it, and said harshly: "It's okay, we will turn off the lights at night, and then talk to you properly."

The ingredients were basically processed for a while, Xia Siyu washed the dishes and the noodles were awake. Bo Yan took it and rolled it into dumpling skins that were about the same size. Xia Siyu also wants to play, anyway, there is no knife, so Bo Yan can rest assured to let her make trouble, and then adjust the stuffing.

Xia Siyu also volunteered: "I want to make dumplings!"

Bo Yan was a little surprised: "Do you know that?"

She won't, but this guy isn't stupid either. When he went to the supermarket just now, he bought a dumpling making artifact. It's the kind of dumplings made by foreigners. Put the skin and stuffing in the middle and put them together. It's ugly or ugly, but the taste is still the same.

Xia Siyu is enjoying herself here, and Bo Yan is cooking the New Year's Eve dinner there. The soup is chicken soup, the broccoli is blanched, and the matsutake mushrooms that have just been washed and soaked are added, two dates are thrown, and water is added to stew. The fish is steamed, and the fish scales have already been disemboweled in the supermarket. When I go home, I will treat it a little bit, remove the black film and fishy lines, put cooking wine on it, and stuff the belly with chopped onion, ginger, garlic, pepper and other condiments. Make Xia Siyu's cocktail salted lemon seven and put the remaining slices of lemon into the steamer.

In addition to Xia Siyu's laborious efforts to wash the vegetables one by one, and the cooked dumplings, this New Year's Eve dinner is rich enough.

Wait around 8pm, just in time for the Spring Festival Gala to begin. Although this year, the Spring Festival Gala is not as good as one year, but it is still good to have a background sound. But Xia Siyu is not dry yet, she is not hungry at the moment, since they are all in the villa area, and the villa area is in the suburbs, it is natural to play fireworks!

Living in Qingcheng Apartment, there is no chance to play with fireworks. After all, fireworks are prohibited in the city. But when I got to the suburbs, I didn't pay attention to it. Xia Siyu really bought a box of fireworks on the way back, both big and small. She doesn't even eat, she must go out and play with fireworks.

Bo Yan also accompanied her, and the two went to the door together. Clusters of fireworks rushed into the night sky. He stood under the eaves and watched Xia Siyu come and go happily in front of him. He thought that when he was very young, his parents also took him to play with fireworks. I thought of the fireworks in Heidelberg when Xia Siyu hated him a few years ago when they participated in a variety show together.