Song Yunshen was clearly stunned when he heard Xia Jinshu's words, completely caught off guard.
Cook for me?
Song Yunshen pursed his lips, slightly dazed, and subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of the kitchen.
to be honest.
His kitchen has been just for show for two or three years.
Song Mingyuan rarely cooks; he usually eats lunch and dinner at the company.
Song Yunshen eats at school on weekdays, and on weekends he only needs to take care of his own dinner on Saturday and lunch on Sunday. He can just order takeout or go for a walk outside, and that's it.
Asking someone who finds even cooking instant noodles too troublesome to learn to cook is simply asking too much trouble.
But Song Yunshen never imagined that one day a girl would take the initiative to tell him that she could cook for him.
I think only my mom had ever said that before.
"Are you sure?" Song Yunshen feigned a smile for the first time, but it was actually a way of making excuses. "I don't have any extra salary to give you."
Being shown unexpected and excessive kindness only made him more wary and resistant.
But deep down, there seemed to be a lingering hope.
"No need," Xia Jinshu said, shaking her head after composing herself. "It's just cooking, it won't cause any problems, but you'll have to pay for the ingredients yourself."
At this moment, Xia Jinshu's heart was also beating a little faster.
After all, this was the first time she had offered to cook for a boy.
She kept telling herself that it was only because the other person was her tutor.
It's just because her father treats her very well.
It's simply because eating takeout is really unhealthy.
She just wanted to test this guy for her sister.
In short, I didn't have any other thoughts.
It's definitely not because he's handsome that she doesn't mind cooking or anything like that.
At this moment, Xia Jinshu was worried that she would be rejected.
After all, it would be incredibly embarrassing for a girl like me to take the initiative to ask this question and then be rejected.
Countless boys in school have confessed their feelings to her in private, and the number of boys who wanted her to cook for them could probably stretch from the cafeteria all the way to the school gate.
Now she has to wait here for the other party to accept and agree.
"Wait a minute, this is a bit sudden." Song Yunshen took a half step back, raised his hand to gesture, and said helplessly, "My family hasn't cooked in a long time except for holidays, so we're a little unaccustomed to it."
Essentially, Song Yunshen is still a normal boy.
He was often at a loss when faced with a girl's sudden kindness.
In contrast, when interacting with Xia Yunuo or Xia Kening, he takes a more proactive approach, which makes it easier for him to control the situation.
But after his father messed things up today, he found himself being led by the nose by Xia Jinshu.
Song Yunshen looked her up and down, scrutinizing her once again.
Unlike Xia Kening, Xia Jinshu wasn't dressed in casual clothes; she was still wearing the blue and white school uniform from Ningjiang Middle School.
Her long hair cascaded down, some falling over her shoulders. Her soft oval face, with its defined jawline, also carried a touch of heroic spirit. The two feelings blended together harmoniously, creating a very unique temperament.
"How about I take a look at your kitchen first?" Xia Jinshu asked. "Or if you don't want to, then that's fine too."
"Hmm----" Song Yunshen Shen was still a little hesitant at first, but when he heard her say forget it, he felt a little regretful. At this moment, he knew what he wanted. "Then I'll show you around."
Xia Jinshu followed Song Yunshen into the kitchen and glanced at the layout of his home.
The kitchen is spacious, with a double sliding glass door at the entrance, and there's plenty of room for three or four people to stand inside.
Unlike Xia Jinshu's house, where it's a bit crowded for two people to stand.
On the left is the stove, and below it is a steam oven.
The countertop directly opposite the kitchen door has a cutting board area on the left, used for chopping and preparing vegetables, and a dishwasher is installed in the cabinet below.
On the right side of the countertop is a large sink, the size of which is equivalent to two sinks in Xia Jinshu's house.
To the right of the kitchen is a huge, built-in refrigerator that looks very high-end.
Xia Jinshu curiously opened the refrigerator and took a look. Apart from drinks and a small amount of fruit, there weren't even any eggs.
Looking at the kitchen counter, all the necessary seasonings were there, but Xia Jinshu opened the lids and smelled them, and immediately frowned slightly.
How long has it been since your family cooked?
"The last time you cooked was probably during the Chinese New Year?"
Xia Jinshu: "--
Although she felt a little sorry for the seasonings, Xia Jinshu still checked them all and picked out the moldy and off-tasting ones.
"These are all unusable; we need to buy new ones."
"Okay." Song Yunshen nodded. "Why don't you make a list when you have time? What do you want to buy? I'll just order takeout and have it delivered."
You could also get it from Grandma's little shop, but he's too lazy.
"There should be a convenience store nearby; it'll be much cheaper there," Xia Jinshu said, shaking her head. "I'll buy it for you when I go grocery shopping tomorrow."
"I couldn't possibly accept that," Song Yunshen said. "You can buy groceries online too."
"If you choose the items yourself in person, they'll be fresher," Xia Jinshu insisted. "I'll show you the bill; I won't cheat you out of your money."
"It's not that I'm worried about that—" Song Yunshen looked at the serious-looking girl with a wry smile, "Then let me know when you go grocery shopping tomorrow, and I'll go with you. There's so much stuff, I'll help you carry it."
"Okay." Xia Jinshu nodded gently. "Then it's settled. I'll be leaving now, and we'll start cooking tomorrow."
"Hmm." Song Yunshen nodded, led Xia Jinshu back to the front gate, and followed her out to change her shoes.
"By the way, where are you going to eat?" Xia Jinshu asked curiously as they got off the elevator.
"Let's go eat braised chicken," Song Yunshen said with a smile. "Have you forgotten? My aunt runs it."
"Oh, oh." Just mentioning braised chicken made Xia Jinshu's mouth water; she wondered what her sisters had bought that afternoon.
The two parted ways at the entrance of the residential compound.
Song Yunshen watched her slender figure gradually disappear into the distance and slowly let out a sigh of relief.
Will my future girlfriend cook for me?
That was truly a wonderful experience.
No wonder my future self couldn't forget Xia Jinshu; she really knew how to take care of people.
She would definitely be a very virtuous wife if you married her.
We should be able to see Xia Jinshu's revised diary entries tonight.
I don't know what I'll write.
With this expectation in mind, Song Yunshen turned around and walked into the braised chicken restaurant.
"Hello, I'd like a large braised chicken, slightly spicy, with fried tofu as a side dish. The other one is up to you," Song Yunshen said to Xiao Wu as he approached the counter.
When Xiao Wu looked up and saw Song Yunshen, he immediately recognized him as the proprietress's nephew. Seeing that he was about to pay, he immediately reached out and blocked the QR code.
But then he glanced behind Song Yunshen and silently withdrew his hand.
"What do you mean by this?" Song Yunshen asked, puzzled. "Brother, you know me, right? What did my aunt say to you?"
"Oh, it's nothing." Xiao Wu shook his head. "The proprietress said that if you bring a girl, the meal is free; otherwise, you pay the normal price."
Song Yunshen: "----"
So, are girls like coupons?
That's going too far!
Are men not human?
This is blatant discrimination!
I want to report this!
Is it too late to call Xia Yunuo over now?
Or Xia Kening would also work.
I should have brought Xia Jinshu over to make my presence known earlier.
Song Yunshen took out his phone and scanned a QR code. Then, after waiting for Xiao Wu to finish explaining to the people inside, he stepped forward, put his arm around Xiao Wu's shoulder, and asked with a grin, "What's your name, sir?"
"Um... you can just call me Xiao Wu."
" Brother Wu," Song Yunshen shamelessly leaned closer, "You're older than me, how can you call me Xiao Wu? Brother Wu Wu----"
"Is there something wrong?" Xiao Wu asked with a helpless expression.
"Can't we chat if there's nothing wrong?" Song Yunshen said righteously. "I'm just asking on behalf of my aunt. You've been working at our shop for several months now, haven't you?"
"Yes." Xiao Wu nodded. "The landlady is very kind to me, I really like it here."
"I wasn't sent by my aunt to spy on you," Song Yunshen his eyes. "I just wanted to ask you about something."
Xiao Wu glanced at the shop entrance, then quickly looked away, and asked without blinking, "What do you want to ask?"
"Did my aunt tell you anything else?" Song Yunshen asked with a smile. "For example, if I brought a girl..."
"When the child comes over for dinner, you need to let them know or something like that."
Xiao Wu blinked. "I don't know."
"It either exists or it doesn't. I don't know what that is." Song Yunshen said speechlessly.
"I don't know, I just don't know." These words didn't come from Xiao Wu, but from behind Song Yunshen.
The next second, Song Yunshen felt someone press down on his head and rub it hard.
"Hey kid, what are you doing here bullying my employee?" Song Wantang peeked out from behind with a smile. "Why are you eating alone today?"
"Auntie?" Song Yunshen turned his head in surprise, then chuckled awkwardly, "What brings you here?"
"I just finished playing mahjong and stopped by to grab a bite," Song Wantang said, letting go of Xiao Wu's hand. "Give me a pork rib rice bowl."
"Okay."
"Oh, Auntie~ I missed you so much!" Song Yunshen hugged his aunt's arm and sat down in the seat next to her. "Did you miss me?"
Speak like a human being.
"I'm a little short on cash lately."
I knew you were up to no good.
"No way!" Song Yunshen retorted, "My longing for my aunt is genuine!"
"Then why didn't you come to visit me during your summer vacation?" Song Wantang chuckled and pinched his cheek. "You're just like your two older sisters, heartless and ungrateful. You never even come back to keep me company."
After saying that, Song Wantang took out her phone and transferred some pocket money to her nephew.
Song Yunshen felt his phone vibrate. He took it out, looked at it, and immediately beamed with joy, pocketing the 2000 yuan. "Long live Auntie!"
"Consider this your summer dating fund," Song Wantang said with a smile. "There are three girls~ Don't be too busy!"
"Cough, cough—Auntie, don't talk nonsense." Upon hearing this, Song Yunshen coughed a few times. "We're all friends, we're all friends."
"Oh," Song Wantang replied, "Then the Good Friends Fund will do."
"Yes, yes, Auntie is so knowledgeable; she gets along so well with us young people," Song Yunshen said with a grin. "When we go out, people always say we're siblings."
"You brat," Song Wantang said with a laugh, "If your uncle had half as sweet a tongue as you, he wouldn't still be single."
Upon hearing this, Song Yunshen turned to glance at the shop entrance, making sure Song Minggui hadn't suddenly appeared before replying with a smile, "Auntie is right!"
"Then tell me," Song Wantang asked, narrowing her eyes with curiosity, "Which of those three girls do you like?"
Song Yunshen blinked. "What if I like all three of them?"
"You think you can marry three more?" Song Wantang said irritably.
"That's not impossible either," Song Yunshen said, spouting nonsense.
"You never tell the truth." Song Wantang pouted. "You were so obedient when you were little, but now you're getting more and more glib."