Yang Hong's presence made Si Yan somewhat wary, preventing him from causing too much trouble.
Before long, the aroma of braised pork wafted from the kitchen.
Si Yan suddenly thought of something and turned to ask Jiang Nuo.
Can Nuonuo cook?
This is a question worth exploring.
Jiang Nuo replied, "Yes, but people can't eat them."
Simply put...
" Brother Cui doesn't want me to harm the vegetables, saying it wasn't easy for them to grow this big."
Si Yan: "..."
What a refreshingly unconventional reason! But you can tell it really tastes awful.
Then when he lives with Nuonuo in the future, wouldn't he be able to cook for Nuonuo?
Although I don't know how either.
It's okay, it looks pretty easy, I should be able to learn it.
So Si Yan became restless.
He peeked into the kitchen, which was emitting a delicious aroma, a few times.
" Nuonuo, what's your favorite food? I'll make it for you."
Jiang Nuo's eyes lit up. "Sweet and sour shrimp."
It scratched Si Yan's face with its paw.
"You can cook? That's amazing!"
Si Yan gradually lost herself in her lover's praise.
He became arrogant.
He strode confidently into the kitchen.
Yang Hong briefly looked away from the tablet, her eyebrows slightly raised.
How come she didn't know Si Yan could cook?
Is this a passive skill triggered after falling in love?
but...
Yang Hong shifted slightly onto the sofa, her curly hair neatly tied up. " Jiang Nuo, I have something to discuss with you."
Jiang Nuo pulled away from the space, focused her gaze, and tilted her head slightly.
"You said."
"First of all, I have absolutely no objection to your relationship with Si Yan, but I think it's necessary to explain Si Yan's family situation to you."
It's about Little Lucky Star.
Jiang Nuo remained seated, but her expression had become much more serious.
"For so many years, Si Yan has kept the Si Family's affairs a secret from me. Actually, I've learned quite a bit myself. The Si Family is very strange, and many of their relatives want Si Yan dead."
Thinking back to what happened before Si Yan became famous, Yang Hong felt a pang of emotion.
"It was said to be because of Si Yan's health. Every time I returned to China to visit him, I was always covered in bruises and had blood drawn frequently."
"I brought Si Yan, the child star, into the industry for this reason. I have no way to compete with the behemoth that is the Si Family, so only if he becomes famous enough and is recognized by many people will he not suddenly disappear from this world and be unknown to anyone."
Jiang Nuo's fingertips trembled slightly, and she subconsciously frowned.
Is it because of Si Yan's innate Spirit Body that so many people covet her?
"Of course, I'm not saying this to play the victim for him. Things got much better after the old master of the Si Family took Si Yan away."
Yang Hong looked towards the kitchen. She had put a lot of effort into this little nephew, and now that he had found someone he liked, he seemed to be reborn, which was a good thing.
"I just wanted to remind you that being with Si Yan means facing many uncertainties in the future."
Jiang Nuo smiled. "I don't care."
"I will protect Si Yan; no one can hurt him."
Previously, it was just because of a mission, but now a special emotional connection has been formed between them.
Si Yan, who had already been designated as one of his own and needed protection, would naturally not be harmed.
Unless the other party is stronger than oneself.
But that makes it more fun, doesn't it?
He has always enjoyed challenging powerful things and then trampling them underfoot.
At this moment, Jiang Nuo's eyes changed slightly, as if he were a hunter who had found fun, his eyes cunning yet concealing a sharp edge.
Having navigated the world of fame and fortune for so many years, Yang Hong is able to distinguish between empty boasting and genuine ability.
At least I got that assurance today, so I feel relieved.
The conversation here went quite pleasantly.
The kitchen was about to explode.
After Si Yan entered, he faced Cui Ming's somewhat puzzled gaze with an imposing air.
I'm going to make sweet and sour shrimp for Nuonuo.
Cui Ming exclaimed in surprise, not expecting Si Yan to be able to cook.
So he made way for him and raised his hand to signal that he could begin.
Si Yan coughed lightly and touched the tip of his nose. "But I don't know how. Teach me."
Very self-righteous.
Cui Ming: "..."
What are you doing here?!
"Put in the oil first, the one in the clear bottle."
Cui Ming turned to get him some shrimp, and suddenly felt pressured.
We can only pray that Si Yan's comprehension is better than Jiang Nuo's.
But just as I turned around, I heard the pot start sizzling.
Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a figure dart away at lightning speed, almost flying out of the kitchen in the blink of an eye.
Si Yan hid by the door frame, her eyes filled with terror.
"It's going to explode!"
Cui Ming turned his head and saw that everything went black.
"Who told you to turn the heat up high and put half a pot of oil in it!"
Si Yan was yelled at; her phoenix eyes glazed over, and she scratched at the door frame.
You didn't say how much to put in.
No wonder Nuonuo is so afraid of you, you're so fierce.
Cui Ming took a deep breath and laughed in exasperation.
"Haha, come on, you can continue. Half an oil is enough."
He drained the remaining oil and handed the bowl containing the shrimp to Si Yan.
"First, add minced ginger and a spoonful of cooking wine to the bowl of shrimp. Jiang Nuo doesn't like scallions and cilantro."
Add a spoonful of oyster sauce and light soy sauce, and a little less salt.
Si Yan used the long spoon to dig here and there, stopping every now and then to check if she had picked up the wrong spoon.
What should have taken a minute took ten minutes.
Finally, having released all the seeds, he looked up confidently, "All done!"
Cui Ming, who had already mixed the sweet and sour sauce, raised his hand to signal, "Wash your hands, put on plastic gloves, and mix the shrimp with these seasonings."
Si Yan's eyes trembled.
He glanced at his hands, then at the dark red sauce in the bowl, and decisively shook his head.
"I don't."
Cui Ming: "... Okay, I'll mix it. You pour out the starch, crack two eggs, and stir."
He can do that.
Si Yan did as instructed, completely unaware that the gas stove next to her was still on.
He opened the bag of starch.
Just then, Cui Ming caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye and exclaimed loudly.
"Wait a moment!!!"
Si Yan was so startled that her hand trembled.
Starch! It can't come into contact with open flames! It will explode!
Cui Ming's heart trembled with fear, and he clasped his hands together in prayer.
"Please, please leave. I'm so sorry, my life is so fragile."
Si Yan: "..." Hmph.
He put down the starch bag, carefully washed his hands, and went out with an air of arrogance.
Then, feeling wronged, she went to find Jiang Nuo.
" Brother Cui kicked me out."
Jiang Nuo, who had also been kicked out, offered a gesture of comfort.
"That's normal. Brother Cui said it's because we lack culinary talent."
Si Yan looked aggrieved, then suddenly stopped and looked down to sniff herself.
I didn't notice it in the kitchen just now, but now I realize I'm covered in the smell of cooking oil.
I can't stand even a little bit.
" Nuonuo, come home with me to change your clothes."
Si Yan enjoyed the first benefit of living nearby.
Jiang Nuo can accompany her home anytime.
"Remember to come for dinner on time; there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."
A friendly reminder from Yang Hong.
Si Yan: "..."
Why are their agents all so pretentious?
Jiang Nuo, still not understanding, looked around.
The atmosphere is rather quiet today.