Chapter: 1601

"Hey, it's simple, just ask your brother-in-law to take a look, and the accompaniment doesn't take a minute." Zhou Fei said casually.

"No." Zi Yan pursed her lips and shook her head, her beautiful big eyes had a little splendor and anticipation: "I will listen to him after the song is finished."

Seeing Zi Yan's budding expression, Zhou Fei covered her head: "That's right, Sister Yan, you can do whatever you want, don't keep throwing dog food."

"cut."

Zi Yan rolled her eyes with a smile, turned around and continued playing on the piano.

Play the piano for a few minutes, play the guitar again, and scribble words on a piece of paper.

In this way, the time quickly came to half past eleven.

"Brother-in-law and the others are back!" Zhou Fei said when she saw several cars returning from the window.

"Oh." Zi Yan responded, wrote two sets of words on the paper, and closed the piano cover.

At this time, Zhang Han walked in with Mengmeng in his arms.

He walked to the side of the piano, leaned his head forward, looked at the paper, and asked, "How is the writing?"

"oops!"

Zi Yan suddenly yelled, and quickly grabbed the paper in her hand: "Don't show it to you, wait until it is done."

Seeing this, Zhang Han couldn't help laughing.

"Forehead?"

Mengmeng looked left and right in Zhang Han's arms, her eyes finally fixed on the paper in Zi Yan's hand, she muttered:

"Ma Ma, Ma Ma has a little secret?"

"Pfft...hahaha, yes, your mother has a little secret." Zhou Fei said amusedly.

"Hmph, Mama won't show me and Papa." Mengmeng snorted softly.

The appearance of the little guy made the adults present laugh again and again, Zi Yan stretched out her hand, and pinched the cute and pink face:

"It's not a little secret, I'll show it to you in a few days."

"You go upstairs first, I'm cooking now." Zhang Han said with a smile.

So a group of people went up to the second floor, and Zhang Han started to clean up the fish downstairs.

The hand raised the knife and dropped it very quickly, and cleaned the internal organs of the fish and other things.

Then put Qingjiang fish and grass carp on the cutting board.

Zhang Han held a slicer knife in his right hand.

Swish Swish Swish!

Constantly moving back and forth, a total of seven fish, it took thirty seconds to finish.

The fish was still on the cutting board, unchanged.

But Zhang Han grabbed the head of the fish and moved it lightly, and the whole fish fell into pieces.