The queen is tea-smooth and charming, and she wins the house fight by lying down

Chapter 51 How Can I Not Kill You With Sourness
Finally, the bucket was brought to the kitchen. The girl, who hadn't done so much physical work for a long time, was already sweating from exhaustion.

Yue Hua was going to boil some hot water to wash the pot, but then the problem came up again -

The stove in front of me was off and there was no fire.

But what she is worst at is lighting a fire.

This is a problem that needs to be solved.

Xiao Yan walked in slowly and saw the girl who had been working so hard just now standing in front of the stove, motionless, not knowing what she was thinking.

He knew she didn't want to pay attention to him, but he still leaned over: "What's wrong? Do you want to give up again?"

Yue Xianhua finally turned around to look at him, then pointed at the stove and said to him, "You, light the fire."

Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows and laughed: "That won't do. We agreed to let you experience life. What's the point of me helping you? Do you think that after the divorce, you can still enjoy the service of servants?"

He has said the same thing several times today, and Yue Luhua really finds him annoying.

She calmed down a little, trying not to get angry, and just asked, "Are you sure you don't have a fever?"

The boy smiled viciously: "No, burn it."

Xiao Yan originally thought that the little girl would be angry, but she just glanced at him indifferently, then walked past him towards the door without hesitation.

"What to do? Give up just like that?" he asked standing behind.

Yue Xianhua didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but after thinking about it, he spoke again: "When I came in just now, I saw many villagers working in the fields, so I went to ask them for help. It's just a fire, it shouldn't be that difficult. I believe that as long as I talk to them nicely, someone will help me."

The smile on Xiao Yan's face froze: "Stop!"

Of course Yue Xianhua ignored him and said so many words on purpose to irritate him.

As she walked to the door, her hand just reached out to touch the door panel, but was suddenly grabbed by a hand.

Although she was prepared, she was still shocked: "What? You won't help me, and you won't let me find someone else?"

She glared back at him angrily.

This scene happened to be seen by Chen Zhu who was peeping at the door. Although he hid quickly, the young master did not notice that he was peeping.

But he couldn't help but hear the two of them talking in loud voices.

Chen Zhu couldn't help but mourn for the "Young Madam" in his heart. Why did you provoke him?
This bastard young master has the most stubborn temper. The more you act like this, the more he will go against you!
It seems that the young lady is in great danger this time...

Just as I was thinking this, I heard the suppressed voice of the young master, as if squeezed out from between his teeth:
"I'll help you burn it, don't ask anyone else!"

A glimmer flashed in Yue Huahua's eyes, but her face remained cold. She raised her chin to him with a bit of arrogance and said, "Then go ahead."

Chen Zhu behind the door opened his mouth and closed it and opened it again:... That’s awesome!

This was the first time he had seen someone who could make his crazy young master swallow back what he had said.
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Of course Yue Xianhua knew what this bastard was planning. Wasn’t he trying to use the difficult rural life to make her “back down”?

She didn't want him to get what he wanted.

Xiao Yan walked in silently. Yue Yanhua originally thought that a young master like him would definitely not get angry.

After he failed a few times, she suggested going out to find someone for help, which annoyed him to death.

But who would have thought that the young man's movements were so clean and neat that it was not in line with his status as a young master. No one knew how he got it, but in just a few moves the fire under the stove was lit.

He raised his eyes to look at her. His already handsome and deep face was inexplicably charming under the firelight.

Yue Yanhua only glanced at it and then looked away: "I want to boil some water, turn up the heat. When the water boils, switch to medium heat to steam the rice."

She really treated him as if he was the fire-making girl and ordered him around as if it was her right.

Xiao Yan almost laughed out of anger: Who is going to "experience" this? She even gave orders!
Even as he thought this, he did not stop adding firewood.

He is not dead yet, it is not the turn of other men to show their affection to him!
While waiting for the water to boil, Yue Hua poured the water and started washing and cutting vegetables.

Xiao Yan was lazily making a fire, originally wanting to watch a show.

He found that the little girl was very skilled in cutting vegetables. He couldn't help but wonder, "You can cook?"

Yue Huahua was about to say, what's so strange about being able to cook? Daughters of wealthy families would learn two specialties before getting married, to win over their husbands after marriage.

However, her cooking skills were acquired when she spent every day in the kitchen trying to find the recipe for the elixir.

At that time, she really worked hard to please the real person.

But before she finished her recollection, a familiar, sarcastic voice sounded:
"I'm afraid it's not for the guy named Fu? But it's a pity that he will never have the chance to eat the food you cook in his life."

Yue Huahua almost cut his hand with the kitchen knife, and couldn't help scolding him: "Will he die if you don't mention it?"

How come I'm not jealous enough to kill you?

With the unhappy yet inexplicably harmonious cooperation of the two, a table full of delicious food was soon served.

Looking at the delicious dishes in front of him, Xiao Yan was not as happy as he had imagined.

I even felt an indescribable jealousy in my heart: I really wanted to drag that person out and beat him up.

Xiao Yan held the chopsticks but didn't move for a long time, but Yue Yanhua didn't care.

She stood up and prepared to get some water to wash her face. She didn't like the smell of cooking fumes after cooking.

But who would have thought that after taking just one step, a man with a heart smaller than a needle tip grabbed her arm and asked in a deep voice:
"Where are you going? You don't even have the patience to eat at the same table with me, right?"

Yue Huahua was almost dragged down by him, and glared at him with a hint of anger in her eyes: "I'm going to wash my face. Do you want to come with me?"

Followers!
I almost couldn't hold back my curse at the last sentence. This guy looks tall and strong, but he is becoming more and more childish day by day!
Xiao Yan froze, then let go of his hand expressionlessly: "Whatever you want."

Yue Xuanhua: ...

He is really annoying.

Even Fu Yanyu had never been so annoying before.

No, Fu Yanyu is also annoying.

But as long as she was unhappy, he would tactfully leave, and would never be so clingy as this one, like a child who had not been weaned.

Yue Xihua was thinking randomly in her mind and didn't notice that when she thought of that person again, for the first time she didn't feel that sour and sad feeling in her chest.

She was indeed speechless about being angry at someone. She didn't know when, the person behind her occupied more and more of her mind.

The boy who always talked and teased her during meals seemed to be in a bad mood today. He ate quietly with a sullen face and said nothing.

Yue Xianhua rarely took the initiative to talk to him, and the meal ended in such a strange atmosphere.

but……

Looking at the cleaned dishes, the girl's eyes showed some satisfaction, and her eyes softened when she looked at him.

Just when Yue Huahua thought that the meal was over, that person started to commit suicide again:

"Aren't you going to wash the dishes yet?"

There was a moment of confusion on her face.

But the man raised his chin towards her and said, "Go quickly. Have you ever seen a peasant woman who doesn't wash the dishes after dinner?"

She could only blame the fact that someone's successful behavior was too irritating. She couldn't help but say, "Then I'll marry a man who is willing to wash dishes!"

Xiao Yan couldn't laugh anymore and reminded her, "You're already married to me."

Yue Xianhua imitated him, smiled, then lowered her head to clean up the dishes.

Who knew that as soon as I picked up the first bowl, it was snatched away -

(End of this chapter)