I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

"I am back."

Guangyou opened the door and shouted out the phrase "his aunt" often heard in Japanese TV dramas. He put on his shoes and did not stay in the living room much. He walked directly into the kitchen while carrying vegetables and humming a little tune.

He put some of the prepared seasonal vegetables aside, and today the Girls’ Day food specially prepared for Xiao Ai was put in the refrigerator first.

After doing all this, he poked his head out of the kitchen and said to Xiao Ai, "Xiao Ai, can you come and help me wash the dishes?"

"Ok."

Xiao Ai's attention was no longer on the song when Guangyou opened the door and she heard Guangyou's greeting, she immediately opened her eyes, her tone was flat, but she smiled.

"Hey, it's better now."

Mingmei also opened her eyes after the greeting, looked at Xiao Ai around her amusedly, and said, "Go ahead, I'm still waiting for dinner."

"Ok."

After Xiao Ai answered, she got up from the sofa, stepped on flannel slippers under her feet, and walked slowly into the kitchen.

Guangyou pointed to the vegetables in the sink next to him, and said, "Little Ai, these vegetables will trouble you."

"Ok."

Xiao Ai simply responded and walked to the sink, turned on the faucet and started washing.

Guangyou, who was standing next to her, gave her a sneaky look, and then quickly turned around to clean up these tools in the kitchen.

The two did not say anything, just silently doing their own things, enjoying a moment of tranquility.

"I'm done."

Xiao Ai put the washed vegetables in a nearby basket, then dried her hands with a towel, pursing her mouth and asked, "Is there anything else I can help?"

Guangyou turned his head and glanced at her, smiling, "No, you go out and chat with Sister Mingmei, and you will be ready to have dinner later."

Hearing Guangyou's answer, she didn't show any disappointment, on the contrary, she smiled and nodded, and said, "Okay, then I will go out first."

Saying hello, Xiao Ai also walked out of the kitchen. From the expression on her face, she seemed to be in a good mood.

...

After Xiao Ai left the kitchen, Guangyou took out the deliberately hidden ingredients from the refrigerator and prepared to make a more authentic holiday meal for Xiao Ai.

Guangyou feels that modern holidays seem to have become a habitual ceremony.

If before, these traditional foods in festivals were made by the elders for the younger generations, except for some particularly troublesome ones.

Now most of them are bought for convenience, and the taste may be better when bought outside, but Guangyou always feels that something is missing.

Of course, he had to admit that even if he did it, he didn't do it all by himself.

It is mainly some foods because it is too troublesome to make, so he bought the finished products directly, such as peach blossom wine...

You can force him to brew this stuff, and you will be done with it, but there is no time now, and the taste is probably not as good as the finished product.

In addition to these particularly troublesome, he is prepared to do the rest by himself.

"You have to be more serious the first time you celebrate!"

Guangyou opened the bag and arranged the ingredients in an orderly manner. At the same time, he recalled the production steps that the aunt told him, and opened the fire to prepare for cooking after confirming that it was correct.

Although Xiao Ai focused on his mind, Guangyou didn't want the things he made to taste bad.

Xiao Ai certainly doesn't care about the taste, but Guangyou cares, this is already a matter of face.

There is a saying that he actually cares about this face.

"Ma Dan, I almost put too much salt!"

Guangyou just thought about shaking his hands and almost dropped the salt.

He hurriedly turned off the heat, picked up a bit with chopsticks, and put it in his mouth to try the taste, then he was relieved: "Fortunately, I didn't add more, or else I would have to add more ingredients to neutralize it."

Guangyou threw some irrelevant thoughts out of his mind, controlled the wooden spatula to flip up and down in the pot, and said: "Forget it, concentrate on cooking, stop thinking about it."

...

Mingmei turned her head to look at Xiao Ai who came out of the kitchen, and joked, "washing a dish is like a different person."

"I can help."

Seeing Guangyou keep giving, she actually wants to help a little bit.

The sister can live safely without worrying about being chased by the organization, and she herself has temporarily left the organization without being forced to develop those drugs.

There are friends and someone who swears to protect her..

The corner of Xiao Ai's eyes glanced at the direction of the kitchen, and whispered to himself: "I haven't thought about it before."

These things that she didn't even dare to think of are now happening to her, which she cherishes.

Because she cherishes and cares, and because she understands these, she will not ask too much, and she is not a girl who will ask too much.

What Xiao Ai wants is actually quite simple, even standing next to him to help him wash the vegetables, a hand is enough.

The music didn't end at this time, Xiao Ai vaguely heard the singing from the kitchen.

The mature male voice here and the immature child voice over there can't be said to be better or worse, but each has its own characteristics.

It was obviously a voice made by a person, but she heard a different feeling.

However, they are all very nice.

"Humph~"

Xiao Ai's brows are fully stretched, smiling, humming a tune, singing softly.

Thinking of the scene when I heard this song for the first time, the corners of her mouth became more and more curved, and a trace of crimson appeared on her face, even the song she hummed sounded more cheerful.

These are things Xiao Ai didn't notice at all, but Ming Mei on the side could hear some changes.

I don't know how many times the song has been looped, and then the movement in the kitchen gradually decreases.

"Two, it's ready for dinner."

Guangyou's voice came from the kitchen at this time, and at the same time, others walked out of the kitchen with their dishes, and after placing the dishes on the table, they turned and returned to the kitchen to continue serving dishes.

"Ok."

Xiao Ai walked to the tape recorder and pressed the pause button, and stepped briskly to the table. After hesitating for a while, she first pulled away the chair opposite her, then blushed and pulled away the chair on her own side to sit down. Come down.

"Really caring."

Mingmei's whispering did not escape Xiaoai's ears. These words made Xiaoai's face dyed with a beautiful pink blush at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But she didn't refute anything, so she acquiesced so shyly.

"Alright, ready to start dinner."

Guangyou brought the last dishes to the table, unwrapped the floral apron that Mingmei had prepared before, and looked at the full table with a sense of pride.

Although it’s not the first time to cook, it’s the first time to cook for a little mourning. Isn’t the girl’s smile in front of him the meaning of his busy schedule these days?

Mingmei's eyes stayed on every dish on the table for a second. After reading the dishes on the table, she did not hesitate to compliment: "Kwangyou, it seems that you have deliberately learned about it this time. ."

Guangyou sat on the chair opposite Xiao Ai and said with a smile: "It's a must! After all, for the first time, you have to be more serious!"