Chapter two hundred and sixty-one: smile on the face
"Come on, Xiaoqing has a cup of tea."
Sitting in the main seat, Zhang's father looked at Wang Qing with a smile, and while making tea, he said to Wang Qing politely.
"Please, Aunt Zhang, you can drink it too." Wang Qing smiled and picked up a cup of tea, put it on Zhang's mother's side, and then picked up a cup and drank it himself.
This was not the time in Beidu. Strictly speaking, it was also the first time he had come to meet his father-in-law and mother-in-law. Although they didn't know, the person who knew about it still had to lower his attitude.
Zhang's father didn't think anything was wrong with him.
But Zhang's mother was a little surprised, "What's wrong with Xiaoqing? How long hasn't been here? It's been a long time since we've been together."
She looked at Wang Qing with some blame, "You are like this, uncle and aunt are so embarrassed to ask you to cook later."
Wang Qing was in Beidu, but he often visited their house, so Zhang's mother didn't feel anything about Wang Qing's visit to Heqing City after he came to Heqing City.
Only Zhang's father opposed it after hearing this at that time.
But since he had already invited him, he couldn't just let Wang Qing not come.
"How can I do it? I have agreed with Zi Feng before that I will cook this meal today." Wang Qing quickly waved his hand and signaled that he would definitely cook this meal tonight.
"Besides, this time I come, I must let Uncle Zhang taste my skills."
His cooking skills are a social tool and everything goes well.
As long as he has eaten the food he has cooked, no one has had any disgust towards him so far.
He originally planned to take this opportunity to show off his hands in front of Zhang's father.
But now I know that Zhang's father has a bad impression of him, so I can only rely on this to quickly regain some impression points.
"I heard Zifeng say that the food you cooked was very delicious, which made her look forward to it for a long time. During the preparation period for the exam, she was thinking and looking forward to it every day in the school cafeteria. This time I had the opportunity to taste it." Zhang's father said happily, and added boiled water to the tea set.
this...
Is this a bad impression of me?
Wang Qing was confused, but on the surface he was still very polite and sat next to him and told him some home-cooked gossip.
It doesn't look like it's pretending, it's quite polite.
Before he talked for a long time, he got up and went to the kitchen to prepare for dinner tonight.
After all, I went to Heqing No. 1 Middle School and did something, and they came back much later than expected.
Wang Qing must not live here tonight, and he did not plan to rest, and planned to fly back to the island country in the late night.
Originally, he only planned to solve the problem of Keli, and then met Zhang Zifeng, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and congratulated her on her relentlessness after the college entrance examination, and then returned to the island country to film.
But since Zhang Zifeng is going to have supper, he must take more time to come out.
In this way, the time you sleep can be saved. Anyway, you can sleep on the plane. It is enough to sleep for one hour with his ability. The rest of the time can be used to recover from his self-healing ability.
“What are you doing?”
While thinking about Zhang's father's attitude towards him, Wang Qing dealt with the ingredients he had asked Zhang's mother to buy before.
But at this moment, a voice suddenly rang in his ears.
He turned his head and realized that at some point Zhang's father had arrived at the kitchen door and was looking at him with a kind look on his face.
"Yes, I like to process all the ingredients first and then start cooking." Wang Qing nodded with a smile, and the usual knife skills in his hand suddenly became gorgeous, and a kitchen knife was played with in his hands.
Before Zhang's father walked away, he watched him process the ingredients at the kitchen door.
Looking at the kitchen knife that was so roaring, he sincerely exclaimed: "Yes, this knife skill is a bit standard."
"Uncle Zhang can cook, can you do it?" Wang Qing asked, already having an idea in his mind.
Zhang Zifeng has been with his mother to develop in Beijing since he was a child. How could Zhang’s father be alone at home and can’t cook?
It would be great if you can cook. He, a top chef, has something to say.
"Won't."
But Zhang's father's answer was beyond his expectations, and he shook his head, "You should think that I will definitely cook by myself when I am alone at home for so many years?"
Wang Qing was stunned. Fortunately, he was very skilled in the knife, otherwise he would have almost cut it after being asked so suddenly.
"That's true." Zhang's father said to himself without waiting for his answer: "They are not at home. I eat in the cafeteria of the company. It's cheap and delicious, and I still care about the fullness."
"Hahaha, is this? Uncle Zhang is really a frugal person. This is pretty good. You can't waste it. I'm too..." Wang Qing smiled awkwardly, and just as he was about to talk to him, he was interrupted again.
"No, no, no, I'm not the kind of frugal person, I'm just lazy." The smile on Zhang's father's face remained unchanged, but the tone of speaking was like when he was drinking tea in the living room before.
It turns out that I have a bad impression and I don’t give myself a chance to please me.
Wang Qing sighed in his heart, and understood that Zhang's father just treated himself as a guest, but if he left the identity of a guest, his face would be bad.
"Xiaoqing, did I hear that you have always treated our Zifeng as a sister?" Zhang's father spoke again, turning a blind eye to Wang Qing's cooking skills and seemed to be unwilling to care at all.
"Ah...ah yes, Zi Feng is very well-behaved." Wang Qing replied quickly.
"That's true, this child has been sensible since he was a child and does not cause trouble for us. Although he is young now, he has a successful career."
Zhang's father nodded in agreement and asked casually: "But I heard that she doesn't seem to want to be an actor recently, and it seems that you know about this earlier than her mother?"
Not only did Wang Qing know earlier than Zhang’s mother, but he also knew how long he had known as a father.
When Zhang's father thought of this, he became angry again.
This brat doesn’t know which one is better. Is his daughter so trusting because she knows how to cook one or two meals? Isn’t this something that can be done with hands?
Just now, he answered that he didn't know how to cook was of course fake. No matter how frugal or lazy he was, he wouldn't be able to eat in the cafeteria every day for more than ten years.
No matter how delicious it is, it will get tired of it after eating it for a long time.
"this..."
Wang Qing's hand was a little slow to cut vegetables, his mind was running too fast, and his body couldn't keep up.
"Then what, after all, this matter is of great significance to her, and I don't dare to discuss it with you directly, so I asked my brother first and asked me what would your attitude be like if you knew about this matter."
What should we discuss with you about our own affairs?
"You brother and sister have a good relationship." Zhang's father suppressed the anger in his heart, and his face was very kind, "Then why did you tell her? Did you say bad things about uncles and aunts?"
"That's impossible."
Wang Qing quickly shook his head, feeling a little tired inexplicably.
Chapter completed!