The Love of Passerby A

Chapter 372 The Landlord in the Variety Show (71)

"Take me with you." Yin Bo said hurriedly, "Su Su, I will go up the mountain with you."

Seeing this young uncle, Yin Lan felt that a sour taste was spreading in his mouth before he even tasted the sour bamboo shoots.

Cricket Yin Bo wanted to say something, but when he saw his eyes before he opened his mouth, Yin Lan knew that he would hold a grudge against him no matter what he said.

The key point is that this uncle usually doesn't take revenge himself, but he has mastered the art of killing people with someone else's knife.

"Haha, then we'll go up the mountain by ourselves!" Yin Lan laughed as he withdrew from the close range of the two men.

In order to better capture the scene of the two people interacting with each other, Yin Lan backed away.

After making sure that the images could no longer be captured clearly, Yin Lan turned around and walked normally.

When Su Xiangran opened the jar and was about to take out the sour bamboo shoots, Yin Bo stopped her: "Let me do it! Although the smell is not very strong, it still smells a bit bad."

"It's okay, I don't care about things like this." Su Xiangran wanted to refuse his help.

"But I do mind." Yin Bo said calmly, "I can't get involved in what happened in the past, but in the future, as long as I'm by your side, I hope you won't suffer any injustice."

Oh my! Oh my! Yin Bo was saying sweet words to her, but his tone was a little dull.

"The tone of your voice and the words you say make me feel that you have a bit of split personality." Su Xiangran was actually a little suspicious. This person probably paid a price when he traveled through the world.

There has been a record of crispy skin and mental retardation before, and this time it seems to be autism.

"Be serious, I'm confessing my love!" Yin Bo was helpless. He had tried his best to let go of his emotions and make himself look as serious as possible.

"Okay! Okay!" Su Xiangran made a zipper motion in front of her mouth, indicating that she didn't want to talk.

Yin Bo met Su Xiangran's half-smile, and the emotions he had finally built up were shattered again. He took a deep breath and was about to continue.

"Xiao Ran, how about recording the show today?" Because the door was not closed, Su Hong pushed it open and walked in, holding Yin Xiaohei in his arms.

Today, both of them went out to record a show, so Su Xiangran entrusted Yin Xiaohei to Su Hong's family.

Seeing that they had returned, Su Hong sent Yin Xiaohei back with him.

As soon as I pushed the door open, I saw Yin Bo holding his cousin's hand, as if he wanted to say something.

"I didn't see anything." Su Hong said hurriedly, and Yin Xiaohei in his arms also hummed a few times in response.

"Pfft!" Su Xiangran couldn't hold back her laughter any longer, "Forget it, today is not the right day to confess, how about another day."

Yin Bo pursed his lips, said nothing more, and went to pick up the sour bamboo shoots as if he had resigned himself to his fate.

Su Hong scratched his head, his face full of embarrassment.

"Brother Hong, please put Yin Xiaohei in the side room over there!" Su Xiangran explained, as they would have to go up the mountain later.

However, it should not be a problem for Yin Xiaohei, a well-fed and well-drained pig, to stay alone in his "dormitory".

Yin Bo quickly picked up the sour bamboo shoots, rinsed them with clean water, put them in a bag, and hung it on the handlebar of the bicycle that Su Xiangran often rode.

Su Xiangran took some ingredients for making sour plum soup from home and prepared to go up the mountain with him.

"Can you ride a bike?" Su Xiangran asked Yin Bo.

"Of course." Yin Bo nodded confidently, "Get in the car! I'll take you."

Sitting in the back seat of Yin Bo's car, Su Xiangran seemed to hear the timeless song "Sweet Honey" ringing in her ears.

Unconsciously, I put my arms around the waist of the person in front of me and started humming the song.

The moment Su Xiangran placed her hand on Yin Bo's waist, his body inevitably stiffened for a moment, fortunately he held the handlebars of the bicycle tightly.

Otherwise, he would have to let go after just that one strike.

Later, Yin Bo also heard the song humming by Su Xiangran, and a smile appeared on his seldom smiling face involuntarily.

As long as it's not unrequited love.

If it's a two-way relationship, it doesn't matter if you confess your love a little later!

It took Yin Bo more than twenty minutes to ride a distance that should have taken more than ten minutes.

When they arrived at the Meishan dormitory, Meng Han was already cooking.

Today's main dish is fish head tofu soup.

I bought the tofu at the market today using the money I earned from selling the fish.

Since today's "harvest" was so rich, they all wanted to eat better since they had sufficient funds.

As for the fish head? When selling fish today, He Fei specifically begged the director team to keep it.

In between selling fish, a few people even walked around the market.

In addition, there is no pork, vegetables or anything like that. In short, the ingredients for today's dinner are really rich.

It was clear from Yin Lan that he went up the mountain with the "main group" today and did not stay at the Su family.

"Since I already have fish head tofu, I won't make chicken stewed with sour bamboo shoots." Su Xiangran looked around the kitchen, took out a sour bamboo shoot, rinsed it again with water, and then scalded it with boiling water.

He cut the bamboo shoots, added sesame oil and other ingredients, and handed it to Yin Lan: "Director Yin, try it. If you like it, I'll use this sour bamboo shoot to stir-fry some meat later."