The Love of Passerby A

Chapter 351 The Landlord in the Variety Show (49)

Zhou Linfeng had just watched Yin Bo's tricks at the gate of the yard. He also saw He Fei delivering water to Yu Xian. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "It's great to be young!"

The next day, Yin Bo got up at dawn. When he was standing by the sink washing up, He Fei, who had difficulty getting up before, also came over.

"Good morning, Teacher Yin." He Fei was particularly enthusiastic today.

"You..." Yin Bo wiped the toothpaste from his mouth, "If you have something to say, just tell me!"

He Fei touched his head, his face showing some embarrassment of being seen through: "Can you please teach me how to cook porridge?"

"White porridge?" Yin Bo didn't understand why anyone would want to learn something that had no technical content.

"Yeah! She likes light food." He Fei changed his slightly arrogant attitude and showed shyness on his pretty face. "She works very hard and her stomach is not very good. White porridge is more suitable for her."

Fearing that Yin Bo would reject him, He Fei quickly added: "Men who can cook are the most attractive. I want to learn more from you."

This is a very pleasant thing to say! If Su Su also thinks this way, then he will fascinate her to death.

"Ahem!" Yin Bo coughed lightly to hide his pride, "You should tell others about this discovery."

Yu Fei immediately understood: "Well, when I see Miss Su today, I will definitely tell her."

"Let's go! I'll teach you." Yin Bo nodded with satisfaction and took He Fei into the kitchen.

Although there are electric rice cookers in the mountains, Yin Bo always believes that porridge made in clay pots tastes better.

Taking out a pottery jar from the corner, Yin Bo began to teach He Fei how to cook porridge.

He Fei was also a serious person. He actually took out a notebook and wrote down the steps, amounts of ingredients, and time taken.

An hour later, the sky began to brighten and the porridge was almost cooked.

Hearing the crowing of chickens outside the kitchen, both of them knew that the recording of a new day's program was about to begin.

He Fei took a small bowl and poured some porridge into it. Then he took out the pickled mustard tuber he had hidden away and poured it into a small plate.

When I was preparing all this, I was worrying about how to get Yu Xian to eat breakfast!

I saw Yu Xian, who was woken up by the crowing of a rooster, already standing by the sink with toiletries in her hand.

He Fei's eyes lit up and he quickly brought the food to the dining area.

"Sister Xian, you're up!" He saw Yu Xian finished washing up before walking over, "There's white porridge and pickled mustard, eat some first!"

When Yu Xian saw He Fei, she was a little surprised. After all, in her impression, this person was unlikely to get up early.

"Is this a unified plan?" Yu Xian didn't think much about it and thought it was arranged by the crew. "Thank you for calling me!"

He Fei was afraid that Yu Xian would not eat, so he did not dare to say that he asked Yin Bo to help him cook in order to learn cooking from him.

Yin Bo looked at the awkwardness of the two men and felt that He Fei was more like a person without a mouth than he was.

"He wanted to learn how to cook, so he got up early and cooked with me." Yin Bo pouted and said, "Boy, since you did it, you should let the other party know."

Yu Xian looked at He Fei and found it somewhat unbelievable. Who would have thought that the top star He Fei would think of cooking porridge for her?

"Sister Xian, please eat! Don't feel any psychological burden." He Fei lowered his head, "I just want to learn how to cook porridge?"

"Well! Let me learn how to cook porridge for you!" Yin Bo is in the mood to talk today!

He Fei would never have thought that Yin Bo, who usually only talked to Su Xiangran, would have such a talkative side.

He opened his mouth to explain further, but was afraid that it would only make things worse, so he simply kept silent.

Yu Xian didn't know what to say at this moment! She had always thought He Fei was a sea king who liked to have a sister-brother relationship, why did he look so innocent now?

Yu Xian said softly: "Thank you!"

He stopped talking and ate breakfast quietly.

He Fei was very happy to see that Yu Xian's attitude towards him had changed. He looked at Yin Bo with gratitude.

Yin Bo waved his hand and told him not to take it to heart.

We are all chasing our wives across the world, so why should we thank each other for our help?

The next person to get up was Zhou Linfeng. He got up late today and missed the boxing time.

"Would you like to have porridge today?" Zhou Linfeng glanced at Yu Xian's bowl. "I'm telling you that you're not very good at it! You only cook porridge for breakfast. How can you have a wife?"

After hearing this, Yin Bo's expression was very dull, as if the person being talked about was not himself.

He Fei felt like he had been shot in the knee, but he immediately explained: "Teacher Zhou, white porridge is light, and many people still like it."

"How unworldly that is! He can be swindled out of a bowl of porridge." Zhou Linfeng spoke more excitedly. He didn't care about these, as long as he could hit Yin Bo.

Yu Xian looked at He Fei's expression and found that this "little brother" seemed to be about to cry. She felt a little funny, but also a little touched: "It's okay, I like to drink white porridge."

He Fei's eyes lit up: "Sister Xian."

This time Zhou Linfeng finally realized something was wrong. Did He Fei give the porridge to Yu Xian?

Thinking of his previous misunderstanding, he glared at Yin Bo: You stupid kid, you knew you misunderstood, but you didn't remind me.