Quick Transmigration: Ten Thousand Worlds Charter Woman

Chapter 540 Incoming Calls
Early the next morning, the sky began to snowflakes.

The whole day was gray.

At noon, the snow began to gradually increase.

Fortunately, there was no wind at all, so the snow fell silently.

When Zhao Qingming brought Yuan Limin over, the snow had already accumulated seven or eight centimeters, and his silly snow boots creaked when they stepped on them, which sounded particularly relieved.

"Look, this is called the cloud and things are silent. If I didn't come to the old house to eat, I wouldn't know it was snowing outside." Yuan Limin took a variety of dishes from the trunk while typing. Long yawn.

Zhao Qingming explained to He Xiaoman with a smile that Yuan Limin did not go well in the later stage this time. He could not find the background music he wanted, and his efficiency was zero after working in the studio all morning.

"So you took her out to buy groceries?"

Zhao Qingming nodded: "I'm afraid I will forget it alone, there are too many things to use in the pot."

Dudu was wearing a three-piece black and yellow cotton suit, with a big white wool ball cap on his head, popped out of the room like a cotton bag, bounced and rolled all the way to Yuan Limin and stood still, with two big wet eyes Just looking at Yuan Limin without blinking.

Yuan Limin reached into his pocket with one hand, took out an orange-flavored lollipop, and turned it around.

He Xiaoman took a lot of dishes from Yuan Limin's hand while watching the excitement with great interest.

"Aunt Min is the most beautiful, Aunt Min is a little fairy!"

Yuan Limin was taken aback, the password was wrong, obviously Dudu is the best behaved, and Dudu likes Aunt Min the most.

"Dudu told Aunt Min, who taught you to say that?" Yuan Limin was still turning the lollipop in her hand back and forth, abducting the child's confession. Everyone knows that Dudu has some language barriers and usually only imitates other people's words. There are no autonomous statements.

Dudu took a cautious look at Zhao Qingming, then quietly took out his little finger hidden in his sleeve and pointed at Zhao Qingming.

He Xiaoman followed Liu Xiaoman who came later and exchanged knowing glances with each other. He Xiaoman looked at Zhao Qingming meaningfully and let out a long "oh".

Zhao Qingming blushed, didn't say anything, and went directly to the tree house with his things.

Yuan Limin's personality is more cheerful than Liu Xiaoman's, but they both belong to the more introverted and shy type. The two of them finally had a little chemical reaction. He Xiaoman was afraid that she would be shy, so he just pretended not to know.

But at this time, looking at the two of them carrying all kinds of shabu-shabu ingredients, suddenly there is a feeling of a newly married woman returning home, as if there is a faint sweetness in the world of lead dust.

It's definitely not just because Dudu couldn't wait to open the orange-flavored lollipop.

In fact, the kitchen can clean these things by itself, but if you eat pots at home without certain procedures, you always feel that the taste is not so good.

So grandma and Zhang Caihua sat on the plush carpet of the tree house with their two children, occasionally looking at the snowflakes falling outside.

He Xiaoman and Yu Min and others were laughing and laughing, washing vegetables, cutting vegetables, and letting out mahjong, they were extremely busy.

Dudu's super castle finally fell short on the last floor. Looking at the collapsed castle and the pitiful prince and princess standing outside, Dudu was about to grin and cry when he suddenly found himself with a lollipop in his mouth. He quickly shut his mouth again.

The child was a little confused, and glanced at the grandma who was stroking the cat, then at the grandma who was pouring tea and watching the snow leisurely, and then at the lollipop in her mouth.

Does he want to cry now?
Yu Shenghuan looked at him with disgust, why is this kid so stupid, he will not accept such a stupid kid in the future.

Xiao Hei was rubbed by two old ladies in turn, and felt that it was detrimental to the dignity of the Nine-Tails Black Nightmare. When he bared and wanted to protest, his grandmother's two warm fingers pinched its jaw and scratched it back and forth.

Ahhh, snoring, so comfortable, oops, take your hands away, it's Nine-Tails-sama, it's not a cat!

But it's really comfortable, huh...

Yu Shenghuan had a look of lovelessness on his face.

This four-legged little guy doesn't seem very smart either, what kind of follower is he looking for, he's too difficult!

The only dirty work was handed over to the only adult male. Anchor Zhao came up carefully carrying a steaming charcoal fire, which caused the four female generals in the kitchen to burst into laughter.

Zhao Qingming was dumbfounded by the laughter.

It wasn't until Yuan Limin pointed to the mirror hanging over the bar that Zhao Qingming realized that his hands were covered with charcoal, and he didn't know when he wiped his old face as if he was about to sing a Beijing opera.

Zhang Caihua couldn't help laughing out loud when she saw it.

Yuan Limin pulled a wet towel and wiped it for him, but this guy found that Aunt Zhang was watching them secretly, so he wiped his face with his hand when he was nervous, and drew a stave directly on his face.

This time even grandma laughed.

The ghost king finally didn't hold back this time, and laughed too.

Seeing everyone laughing, Dudu felt that he should laugh too, and then the lollipop in his mouth fell to the ground with a "click".

Everyone in the room was laughing and leaning forward, only Dudu was crying with tears in his eyes, wrenching his little finger pitifully and calculating how many days it would take to eat the lollipop next time.

Mom said that the things that fell on the ground were dirty, so you can’t pick them up and eat them, woo woo woo~~~
The charcoal fire under the big copper pot is burning vigorously. The high-quality machine-made charcoal has almost no smoke, only occasionally a slight popping sound. The water has slowly boiled, evaporating the warmth of the room. A plate of base ingredients, small ingredients, frosty white dried noodles and fish, pink white sea rice, bright red fermented bean curd, emerald green Laba garlic, shallot rings, and minced coriander. Several people put plates on the table.

The thoughtful Liu Xiaoman in the kitchen ordered: "Grandma likes seafood sauce, don't put mahjong dipping sauce, don't put spicy..."

A line of tears suddenly trickled down the old lady's face.

Zhang Caihua silently reached out and wiped it away.

People cheering and horses shouting, adults laughing at children and making trouble, counting nine cold days with clothes to keep warm, and heavy snow closing the house with surplus food, isn't this the kind of day that ordinary people want?
Her whole life is worth it.

He Xiaoman's cell phone rang suddenly, he wiped his hands with a rag, there was nothing to prepare, and he just went to answer the phone.

He Xiaoman picked up the familiar number, "Meow, meow..."

She frowned, why was it the wrong call yesterday.

Before she could say anything, the other party had already hung up.

"Xiaoman, who is it?" Zhang Caihua asked, yesterday that shameless He Youtian called her, she was worried that this bastard would harass Xiaoman again.

Each person threw a half-jin crab into it first, and He Xiaoman replied: "I don't know, it seems that I made a mistake."

Everyone continued to put all kinds of ingredients on the big round table, and Zhang Caihua also helped her grandma to sit at the big round table.

When it snows, you have to cook the pot.

He Xiaoman made himself a bowl of dipping sauce covered with chili oil, and added a little mustard oil to it, when the phone suddenly rang again.

It was still an unfamiliar number, and when He Xiaoman connected, there was a slightly anxious woman inside: "Yes...is it He Xiaoman?"

(End of this chapter)