Jian Qiaoxin went to the kitchen to cook by himself. According to the old man's habit, he would keep two fishes in the tank. He opened the lid to check it and as expected, there were fishes in there, he could make braised fish later.
The Grandpa's refrigerator contained mostly meat and fish, he did not store vegetables and the likes in it. After all, these could be found outside in the yard.
Jian Qiaoxin took out the meat to thaw and went to catch the fish.
The fish net in his hand stretched into the tank, and the plump fish inside started struggling violently as soon as it entered the net, and the force was beyond expectation.
"Bang!" The fish jumped out of the tank. Dehydration made the fish go wild. It bounced on the ground, completely beyond the control of human beings.
Jian Qiaoxin hurriedly put down the net and wanted to catch it. He quickly stepped forwards, it was only a few steps but it was enough to put pressure on his old wounds on the legs.
"Hiss..."
The streaks of pain continued to come like a needle poking at his legs. Jian Qiaoxin bent down and could only watch the fish jumping on the ground with his eyes.
The curtain to the kitchen was lifted, and someone walked in, following by a steady pace.
Yan Gan knelt down and grabbed the fish easily, and looked at him on the side: "Where is the water basin?"
"It's over there." Jian Qiaoxin pointed in a direction.
Yan Gan walked over and found the water basin, then he put the fish in. He looked around for a knife, looking like he was going to clean the fish, and his movements were very skillful.
Jian Qiaoxin supported the tank to get up, he asked suspiciously: "Mr. Yan, what are you doing?"
Yan Gan walked to the sink, his back was broad and straight, his sleeves had been rolled up, revealing his strong forearms.
He stunned the fish with a hit on its head, the man raised his eyebrows and said, "Can't you see what I'm doing?"
"No, it's just a little... unexpected." Jian Qiaoxin said honestly: "Or let me do it, how can you do this."
An overbearing president like Yan Gan who should have been sitting in a bright and spacious office in a suit and leather shoes, it would suit him better if he moved his hands to sign the contracts.
Things like killing fish were quite inconsistent.
Yan Gan chuckled and gracefully took the knife to shave the fish scales: "This Uncle can't do things like ordering sick people around."
"..."
You just ordered people around earlier.
Jian Qiaoxin walked to the basket on the side: "Then I wash the vegetables, can you eat spicy food?"
Yan Gan did not turn his head: "Sure, whatever."
Jian Qiaoxin who was washing vegetables was stunned for a moment when receiving this reply, but he didn't say much: "Oh, okay."
Lie, you can't eat spicy food at all. The spicy dish I made last time you did not even touch it at all. And you still don't like meat. You don't eat ginger and garlic at all. You're very picky.
He finished washing the vegetables and preparing to stir fry, while Yan Gan over there also finished cleaning the fish. There was some blood stained on his white fingers with distinct knuckles, which looked quite eye-catching.
To cook fish and meat requires a clay pot to be cooked on a fire to make it delicious. When Jian Qiaoxin was about to start a fire, he was stopped. Yan Gan couldn't stand seeing the youth struggle so he said, "Stand aside."
Jian Qiaoxin retreated to the side.
Yan Gan put the wood inside the clay stove, the fire slowly burned in it, his handsome face was clearly shone by the light of the fire, which made him look even more manly.
When Jian Qiaoxin was cooking, Yan Gan said in a deep voice: "Qiu Jian and Wen Yuan are childhood sweethearts, do you know that?"
Jian Qiaoxin was adding salt, the salt bottle almost fell out of his shaking hand when he heard this: "I just knew it now."
"He didn't even tell you?" Yan Gan chuckled.
The food in the pot made a crackling noise, and Jian Qiaoxin moved a little further away: "Who doesn't have a few little secrets, wasn't Wen Yuan hiding it from you?"
Yan Gan raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then said meaningfully: "You don't care about them?"
"I do."
No one could say he does not care about this kind of thing.
Jian Qiaoxin stirred the ingredients with a spatula and leaned on the stove: "I don't like to force others. If he no longer has me in his heart, it's better we walk our own path..."
"Absurd." Yan Gan said coldly: "It is bullshit to let him be free and be forgiven. I will tie up my partner even if it means to kill him. If he dares to betray me, I want him to live a life worse than death."3
Jian Qiaoxin shuddered, the spatula slipped from his hand and hit the pot with a "clang" sound.
He looked at Yan Gan subconsciously, just to meet those gloomy eyes, and he already felt suffocated, almost scared by the strong desire for control in those eyes.
Yan Gan raised his eyebrows and smiled at the corners of his mouth: "Scared?"
Jian Qiaoxin picked up the spatula again, lowered his head and dared not look at him: "Not really..."
The two people were quiet again. No one said anything about the topic just now, until the curtain to the kitchen was lifted again, and Da Gua and Xiao Gua ran in.
Da Gua sprang to the side to look at the pot and said happily: "Wow, it smells so good, is it braised pork?"
Jian Qiaoxin nodded, he squeezed the bridge of Da Gua's nose, and said affectionately: "Dog nose."
"I could smell it a mile away, Brother Xiao Xin's cooking is so delicious, and I'm already drooling." Da Gua stared at him with clear eyes, and said crisply.
"You rascal." Jian Qiaoxin picked a small piece from the pot and fed it to him: "Be careful."
Da Gua succeeded, smiling from ear to ear.
Xiao Gua stood next to Yan Gan's legs, the child was still a toddler, he was stuttering as pestering the man: "I... also, want."
Jian Qiaoxin became stiff, that Yan Gan with cold eyes, even his legs trembled and wanted to run away from this satan, Xiao Gua dared to approach him, this kid had courage!
Yan Gan held the little child up in his arms and glanced at Jian Qiaoxin.
Jian Qiaoxin understood the man's meaning, and quickly put another piece on a plate and handed it to Xiao Gua: "Here, be careful."
Xiao Gua reached out to take the small piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth. Yan Gan frowned, as if afraid that the kid would choke, but Xiao Gua could only bite a small piece at a time.
Children are all like this, they don't eat anything more than two bites.
As expected, the piece of meat fell out of his hand after Xiao Gua took two bites, and it just rolled onto Yan Gan's white shirt.
Jian Qiaoxin panicked: "Xiao Gua!"
The ignorant little toddler turned his head and looked at Jian Qiaoxin.
Yan Gan's white shirt quickly got a grease stain on it, and he cleaned up the meat expressionlessly. Every time he didn't want to show his emotions, Jian Qiaoxin couldn't read his mood.
Jian Qiaoxin quickly took out the paper from his pocket and handed it to him: "Mr. Yan, please don't get angry, Xiao Gua is a child, please forgive him."
Yan Gan took the paper calmly: "I haven't said anything yet, it's nothing, don't scare the kids."
"......"
Jian Qiaoxin remembered that he had heard a story from some people once. It was also at a cocktail party. There was a guest who did not have a clever mind and accidentally soiled Yan Gan's clothes. At that time, the grumpy Yan Gan went into a raging anger, and almost scared the male guest to cry.
What was more, although he was a poor man, he was not a fool in the entertainment industry, he was very familiar with clothes brands.
These suit jackets on Yan Gan were all luxurious brands, a button was worth more than hundreds of thousands. The man would just throw it away when it got dirty. A shirt was worth around seven-figure. If Xiao Gua were to pay for it, then it would be a life-time debt under his name, right?
"What are you looking at?" Yan Gan pointed to the pot: "Go and look at the pot, don't let it burn."
"Ah, oh, okay." Jian Qiaoxin was stunned and hurried to see the pot and prepare to serve the dishes.
Xiao Gua on one side went to Yan Gan again, and the toilet paper that Yan Gan just took was not used to wipe his clothes, instead he used it to wipe Xiao Gua's hands. After holding the meat just now, his hands were quite greasy and got all dirty.
Xiao Gua felt ticklish, "giggling", very happy.
Jian Qiaoxin glanced sideways, and saw that Yan Gan was also smiling, which was different from the fake smile when facing him, it was a kind of a genuine gentleness.
Yan Gan seemed to like children very much.
At night.
A weird scene appeared when the food was placed on the table. Braised pork and braised fish were placed in front of the children, while the fried meat and boiled fish were placed in separate plates and placed in front of Grandpa and Yan Gan.
The old man looked at it: "Xiao Xin, why did you make two portions?"
Jian Qiaoxin didn't dare to look at Yan Gan, but cleverly said: "Grandpa, you have a bad stomach, so you should eat less spicy food."
"This child." The old man smiled cheerfully, but didn't forget to tell him: "Why do you waste your energy on such a matter? Don't do this next time."
Jian Qiaoxin shook his head: "It's no trouble, I'll be happy if you eat more, Grandpa. Besides, it's not all my credit. Mr. Yan also helped out a lot."
The old man looked sideways: "A Gan, you are really kind."
Yan Gan picked up food for the old man: "You're being polite again, as a junior, it's my duty."
The old man was happy. He really liked these two juniors, Jian Qiaoxin and Yan Gan. They were sensible and caring. Jian Qiaoxin had lost his father at a young age, but he had a good personality. He would take care of people since he was a child. He was very delicate and never made people worry about him.
As the grandson of the old Commander Yan, Yan Gan was a very affectionate and righteous person. He was so much like the Commander back then. He was a good man with responsibility and worthy of entrustment.
The old man said: "You two, do you each have a lover? When are you going to get married? You should get married soon."
Jian Qiaoxin held the bowl stiffly in place: "Grandpa, I'm not in a hurry."
Yan Gan tapped on the table with his fingertips: "Yuan Yuan is still in school, in these two years, he needs to focus on studying."
"Yuan Yuan is General Wen's grandson. I haven't seen that child for a long time. He is also a good child." The old man went on without knowing their inner conflict: "Next time you come over, take him with you."
Yan Gan nodded: "Okay."
After speaking, the old man picked up the first bite with his chopsticks, and only then the juniors also followed suit to start eating.
Yan Gan didn't like meat, the dishes in front of him happened to be mostly veggies, which was in line with his liking. After a bite of the food, he frowned, thinking the taste was quite familiar.
There was a slice of stir fried pork not far away, Yan Gan lifted his eyelids and took another look.
There was no ginger or garlic, all his disliked food had been carefully excluded, almost exactly what he wanted, which was quite surprising.5
He looked sideways at Jian Qiaoxin meaningfully.
Jian Qiaoxin next to him was picking up vegetables for the two children. When he was being stared at, he suddenly became nervous, for fear that Lord Yan would be unsatisfied.+
He whispered: "What's the matter?"
Yan Gan squinted his eyes, his lazy voice was magnetized, and he chuckled as curved up his lips, "No, nothing."2
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Jian Qiaoxin went to the kitchen to cook by himself. According to the old man's habit, he would keep two fishes in the tank. He opened the lid to check it and as expected, there were fishes in there, he could make braised fish later.
The Grandpa's refrigerator contained mostly meat and fish, he did not store vegetables and the likes in it. After all, these could be found outside in the yard.
Jian Qiaoxin took out the meat to thaw and went to catch the fish.
The fish net in his hand stretched into the tank, and the plump fish inside started struggling violently as soon as it entered the net, and the force was beyond expectation.
"Bang!" The fish jumped out of the tank. Dehydration made the fish go wild. It bounced on the ground, completely beyond the control of human beings.
Jian Qiaoxin hurriedly put down the net and wanted to catch it. He quickly stepped forwards, it was only a few steps but it was enough to put pressure on his old wounds on the legs.
"Hiss..."
The streaks of pain continued to come like a needle poking at his legs. Jian Qiaoxin bent down and could only watch the fish jumping on the ground with his eyes.
The curtain to the kitchen was lifted, and someone walked in, following by a steady pace.
Yan Gan knelt down and grabbed the fish easily, and looked at him on the side: "Where is the water basin?"
"It's over there." Jian Qiaoxin pointed in a direction.
Yan Gan walked over and found the water basin, then he put the fish in. He looked around for a knife, looking like he was going to clean the fish, and his movements were very skillful.
Jian Qiaoxin supported the tank to get up, he asked suspiciously: "Mr. Yan, what are you doing?"
Yan Gan walked to the sink, his back was broad and straight, his sleeves had been rolled up, revealing his strong forearms.
He stunned the fish with a hit on its head, the man raised his eyebrows and said, "Can't you see what I'm doing?"
"No, it's just a little... unexpected." Jian Qiaoxin said honestly: "Or let me do it, how can you do this."
An overbearing president like Yan Gan who should have been sitting in a bright and spacious office in a suit and leather shoes, it would suit him better if he moved his hands to sign the contracts.
Things like killing fish were quite inconsistent.
Yan Gan chuckled and gracefully took the knife to shave the fish scales: "This Uncle can't do things like ordering sick people around."
"..."
You just ordered people around earlier.
Jian Qiaoxin walked to the basket on the side: "Then I wash the vegetables, can you eat spicy food?"
Yan Gan did not turn his head: "Sure, whatever."
Jian Qiaoxin who was washing vegetables was stunned for a moment when receiving this reply, but he didn't say much: "Oh, okay."
Lie, you can't eat spicy food at all. The spicy dish I made last time you did not even touch it at all. And you still don't like meat. You don't eat ginger and garlic at all. You're very picky.
He finished washing the vegetables and preparing to stir fry, while Yan Gan over there also finished cleaning the fish. There was some blood stained on his white fingers with distinct knuckles, which looked quite eye-catching.
To cook fish and meat requires a clay pot to be cooked on a fire to make it delicious. When Jian Qiaoxin was about to start a fire, he was stopped. Yan Gan couldn't stand seeing the youth struggle so he said, "Stand aside."
Jian Qiaoxin retreated to the side.
Yan Gan put the wood inside the clay stove, the fire slowly burned in it, his handsome face was clearly shone by the light of the fire, which made him look even more manly.
When Jian Qiaoxin was cooking, Yan Gan said in a deep voice: "Qiu Jian and Wen Yuan are childhood sweethearts, do you know that?"
Jian Qiaoxin was adding salt, the salt bottle almost fell out of his shaking hand when he heard this: "I just knew it now."
"He didn't even tell you?" Yan Gan chuckled.
The food in the pot made a crackling noise, and Jian Qiaoxin moved a little further away: "Who doesn't have a few little secrets, wasn't Wen Yuan hiding it from you?"
Yan Gan raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then said meaningfully: "You don't care about them?"
"I do."
No one could say he does not care about this kind of thing.
Jian Qiaoxin stirred the ingredients with a spatula and leaned on the stove: "I don't like to force others. If he no longer has me in his heart, it's better we walk our own path..."
"Absurd." Yan Gan said coldly: "It is bullshit to let him be free and be forgiven. I will tie up my partner even if it means to kill him. If he dares to betray me, I want him to live a life worse than death."3
Jian Qiaoxin shuddered, the spatula slipped from his hand and hit the pot with a "clang" sound.
He looked at Yan Gan subconsciously, just to meet those gloomy eyes, and he already felt suffocated, almost scared by the strong desire for control in those eyes.
Yan Gan raised his eyebrows and smiled at the corners of his mouth: "Scared?"
Jian Qiaoxin picked up the spatula again, lowered his head and dared not look at him: "Not really..."
The two people were quiet again. No one said anything about the topic just now, until the curtain to the kitchen was lifted again, and Da Gua and Xiao Gua ran in.
Da Gua sprang to the side to look at the pot and said happily: "Wow, it smells so good, is it braised pork?"
Jian Qiaoxin nodded, he squeezed the bridge of Da Gua's nose, and said affectionately: "Dog nose."
"I could smell it a mile away, Brother Xiao Xin's cooking is so delicious, and I'm already drooling." Da Gua stared at him with clear eyes, and said crisply.
"You rascal." Jian Qiaoxin picked a small piece from the pot and fed it to him: "Be careful."
Da Gua succeeded, smiling from ear to ear.
Xiao Gua stood next to Yan Gan's legs, the child was still a toddler, he was stuttering as pestering the man: "I... also, want."
Jian Qiaoxin became stiff, that Yan Gan with cold eyes, even his legs trembled and wanted to run away from this satan, Xiao Gua dared to approach him, this kid had courage!
Yan Gan held the little child up in his arms and glanced at Jian Qiaoxin.
Jian Qiaoxin understood the man's meaning, and quickly put another piece on a plate and handed it to Xiao Gua: "Here, be careful."
Xiao Gua reached out to take the small piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth. Yan Gan frowned, as if afraid that the kid would choke, but Xiao Gua could only bite a small piece at a time.
Children are all like this, they don't eat anything more than two bites.
As expected, the piece of meat fell out of his hand after Xiao Gua took two bites, and it just rolled onto Yan Gan's white shirt.
Jian Qiaoxin panicked: "Xiao Gua!"
The ignorant little toddler turned his head and looked at Jian Qiaoxin.
Yan Gan's white shirt quickly got a grease stain on it, and he cleaned up the meat expressionlessly. Every time he didn't want to show his emotions, Jian Qiaoxin couldn't read his mood.
Jian Qiaoxin quickly took out the paper from his pocket and handed it to him: "Mr. Yan, please don't get angry, Xiao Gua is a child, please forgive him."
Yan Gan took the paper calmly: "I haven't said anything yet, it's nothing, don't scare the kids."
"......"
Jian Qiaoxin remembered that he had heard a story from some people once. It was also at a cocktail party. There was a guest who did not have a clever mind and accidentally soiled Yan Gan's clothes. At that time, the grumpy Yan Gan went into a raging anger, and almost scared the male guest to cry.
What was more, although he was a poor man, he was not a fool in the entertainment industry, he was very familiar with clothes brands.
These suit jackets on Yan Gan were all luxurious brands, a button was worth more than hundreds of thousands. The man would just throw it away when it got dirty. A shirt was worth around seven-figure. If Xiao Gua were to pay for it, then it would be a life-time debt under his name, right?
"What are you looking at?" Yan Gan pointed to the pot: "Go and look at the pot, don't let it burn."
"Ah, oh, okay." Jian Qiaoxin was stunned and hurried to see the pot and prepare to serve the dishes.
Xiao Gua on one side went to Yan Gan again, and the toilet paper that Yan Gan just took was not used to wipe his clothes, instead he used it to wipe Xiao Gua's hands. After holding the meat just now, his hands were quite greasy and got all dirty.
Xiao Gua felt ticklish, "giggling", very happy.
Jian Qiaoxin glanced sideways, and saw that Yan Gan was also smiling, which was different from the fake smile when facing him, it was a kind of a genuine gentleness.
Yan Gan seemed to like children very much.
At night.
A weird scene appeared when the food was placed on the table. Braised pork and braised fish were placed in front of the children, while the fried meat and boiled fish were placed in separate plates and placed in front of Grandpa and Yan Gan.
The old man looked at it: "Xiao Xin, why did you make two portions?"
Jian Qiaoxin didn't dare to look at Yan Gan, but cleverly said: "Grandpa, you have a bad stomach, so you should eat less spicy food."
"This child." The old man smiled cheerfully, but didn't forget to tell him: "Why do you waste your energy on such a matter? Don't do this next time."
Jian Qiaoxin shook his head: "It's no trouble, I'll be happy if you eat more, Grandpa. Besides, it's not all my credit. Mr. Yan also helped out a lot."
The old man looked sideways: "A Gan, you are really kind."
Yan Gan picked up food for the old man: "You're being polite again, as a junior, it's my duty."
The old man was happy. He really liked these two juniors, Jian Qiaoxin and Yan Gan. They were sensible and caring. Jian Qiaoxin had lost his father at a young age, but he had a good personality. He would take care of people since he was a child. He was very delicate and never made people worry about him.
As the grandson of the old Commander Yan, Yan Gan was a very affectionate and righteous person. He was so much like the Commander back then. He was a good man with responsibility and worthy of entrustment.
The old man said: "You two, do you each have a lover? When are you going to get married? You should get married soon."
Jian Qiaoxin held the bowl stiffly in place: "Grandpa, I'm not in a hurry."
Yan Gan tapped on the table with his fingertips: "Yuan Yuan is still in school, in these two years, he needs to focus on studying."
"Yuan Yuan is General Wen's grandson. I haven't seen that child for a long time. He is also a good child." The old man went on without knowing their inner conflict: "Next time you come over, take him with you."
Yan Gan nodded: "Okay."
After speaking, the old man picked up the first bite with his chopsticks, and only then the juniors also followed suit to start eating.
Yan Gan didn't like meat, the dishes in front of him happened to be mostly veggies, which was in line with his liking. After a bite of the food, he frowned, thinking the taste was quite familiar.
There was a slice of stir fried pork not far away, Yan Gan lifted his eyelids and took another look.
There was no ginger or garlic, all his disliked food had been carefully excluded, almost exactly what he wanted, which was quite surprising.5
He looked sideways at Jian Qiaoxin meaningfully.
Jian Qiaoxin next to him was picking up vegetables for the two children. When he was being stared at, he suddenly became nervous, for fear that Lord Yan would be unsatisfied.+
He whispered: "What's the matter?"
Yan Gan squinted his eyes, his lazy voice was magnetized, and he chuckled as curved up his lips, "No, nothing."2
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