frightfiction Chapter 328 What are you doing?
Chapter 328 What are you doing?
"Don't go. I'll go to the kitchen and deal with that...that thing right away."
Xia Anan frowned: "Can you?"
I have been experimenting with the sauce for a long time and it still needs to be adjusted. How can Lu Qingyuan, who can't even tell the difference between sugar and salt, help me?
Lu Qingyuan clenched his fists, as if to cheer himself up, and as if he had made sufficient mental preparations before speaking.
"I, I won't and can't watch you eat shit!"
Xia Anan thought she had heard it wrongly, "What did you say?"
Lu Qingyuan tried his best to control himself from retching and said loudly: "Didn't you just eat shit in the kitchen? Don't worry, I won't tell anyone!"
Just after he finished roaring, a furry head popped in.
"Dad, Mom, what are you doing..."
Lu Qingyuan frowned: "Go out first, I want to talk to your mother... Wait! What are you holding in your hand!"
I saw Xia Baobao holding a small bowl, and in the bowl was the shit that Xia Anan had just cooked in the kitchen.
"You...what are you holding in your hand?" Lu Qingyuan's voice was trembling.
Xia Baobao picked up a piece of tofu with a toothpick and put it in his mouth. "My mom made it delicious."
A tear fell from the corner of Lu Qingyuan's eye, and his voice trembled, "Not only do you eat shit yourself, you also make Xia Baobao eat shit..."
He dry-heaved and closed his eyes. "It's okay. I'll ask Guan Kang to see a psychiatrist tomorrow. No, right now. We can cure him..."
"Even if..." He took a deep breath, "Even if you can't be cured, I will stay with you."
Lu Qingyuan never thought that he could make such a big concession. Xia Anan will definitely be moved by him, right?
But when he turned around, he didn't see any touched expression on the other person's face.
"Lu Qingyuan, what did you say just now? Did you say that I was eating shit?" Xia Anan asked with a wry smile.
Lu Qingyuan: "Isn't it?"
Xia Anan smiled and said, "Since you think it's shit, then don't eat it for a while."
"What food?" Lu Qingyuan reacted at this time, "Are you saying that thing just now wasn't shit?"
"Humph."
Xia Anan was too lazy to pay attention to him and went back to the kitchen to continue working on her own things.
But he was still very considerate and turned on the ventilation system in the room to expel the smell of fermented tofu.
The sound of the kitchen door opening was heard behind her. Xia Anan turned around to take a look, said nothing, and continued to fry tofu.
Lu Qingyuan had both of his nostrils blocked with tissues and walked carefully to her side.
“Is the food in this bowl really edible?”
"No."
Xia Anan said as she poured the prepared sauce in the bowl into the fried tofu.
Lu Qingyuan: “…”
Xia Anan spread the pickled cabbage she had just pickled on top. This is the soul. Sometimes people buy stinky tofu just for the pickles.
Her sleeves were gently tugged twice, and a man's voice sounded behind her.
"I was wrong. I didn't expect this thing to be so smelly... Please forgive me..."
Xia Anan handed him the plate in her hand and said with a smile: "Okay, help me take this plate of stinky tofu out."
Lu Qingyuan took a step back, but still took the plate.
I thought it was stinky tofu, no wonder it smelled so bad...
At the dinner table, Lu Qingyuan looked at Xia Anan and Xia Baobao eating with great relish, and he also felt excited.
This thing may just not smell very decent, it should be delicious...
He stretched out his chopsticks, but before they touched the stinky tofu, they were pressed down.
"Don't you like the taste? Don't eat it." Xia Anan said.
Lu Qingyuan: "Actually, I just smelled it for a while, and now I'm used to it. I think I can accept it."
Xia Anan thought about how he retched just now and decided to just forget it.
"There are some that don't stink. It's the same if you eat this."
She pushed over another plate of sesame paste.
Lu Qingyuan took a piece and put it in his mouth, giving a thumbs up, "Delicious! But...are you still mad at me?"
"Why are you angry? You looked like you almost vomited at first?" Xia Anan asked.
Without waiting for Lu Qingyuan to speak, she continued, "In fact, everyone has things they like or dislike, and you can't force them."
Just like some people can accept durian, but some people cannot.
You can't just stuff things into someone's mouth, right?
If Lu Qingyuan vomits, I won’t be able to eat my meal in peace.
"Then can't I really give it a try? Maybe I can really accept it?" Lu Qingyuan asked in a low voice.
Xia Anan: "...I'll leave a small piece for you."
The final result, of course, was that Lu Qingyuan immediately retched in the bathroom until he vomited acid.
Xia Anan didn't expect Lu Qingyuan to be so averse to fermented tofu. If she had known this, she would not have studied this at home.
Besides, this is just the most common tofu and fermented bean curd juice. If it is specially processed tofu...
It's just that Lu Qingyuan can usually accept durian and jackfruit, Xia Anan didn't expect him to be so...
I don’t know if this person will be able to accept it if I make snail noodles in the future, or if he will vomit like he did today.
"I was wrong, I shouldn't have tried..."
Lu Qingyuan collapsed on the sofa, his eyes were red, and he looked very fragile.
Xia Anan poured her a glass of boiled water and said, "I told you not to force yourself. Drink some water."
Lu Qingyuan felt that the whole house was filled with the smell of stinky tofu. He wanted to vomit, but he held it back.
"Are you sure you want to move this biological weapon to the snack street? What if someone really can't accept it?"
Xia Anan thought about it. When she passed by the snack street before, she didn't feel that the smell of stinky tofu was so strong. Is it because she can't smell it? Or?
"Could it be that the space in the room is too small? That's why the smell can't get out?"
Xia Anan felt that it was still very possible, but she still had to go to the snack street to try it.
On the one hand, it depends on other people's acceptance, and on the other hand, it's a matter of smell...
The clothes were pulled twice.
Xia Anan was selecting tofu of different tenderness, and without even turning her head, she asked, "What's wrong?"
Lu Qingyuan's voice was weak: "I just vomited everything in my stomach. Didn't you bring back a bunch of biscuits and other things? Give me some. I'm hungry."
"Okay, wait."
Xia Anan naturally couldn't give the boss anything cold, so she gnawed on a hard, dry steamed bun, which looked so pitiful no matter how you looked at her.
She picked out a few dishes with lighter flavors and heated them up before handing them over.
After eating the hot pancake, Lu Qingyuan let out a breath and sighed.
"Compared to your stinky tofu, I still prefer eating pancakes..."
"...Now I know how deep your shadow is on stinky tofu."