Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 12 The Cook and the Farmer (1)
It was snowing.

The man was standing at the door, with clogs on his feet, a little snow stained, and a spacious sackcloth. His untwisted hair came out of the cloak with the wind, and he was carrying a hoe on his shoulder. carrying something.

He is tall and tall, standing there, untouched by human fireworks.

Song Wanzhi was taken aback for a moment, but she didn't expect the owner of this place to come back, and she must have been surprised to see a strange woman here, so she stood up and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I missed you by mistake. I just want to hide from the snow, if there is any disturbance, the little girl will leave immediately."

As for Su Mengchen standing there, although Song Wanzhi couldn't see him, he could see the woman in front of him clearly.

In the wind and snow, her sleeves fluttered, and snowflakes rushed towards her. Although the cold was strong, she still looked like a blooming lotus. Her black hair was loosely tied behind with a lotus-colored ribbon, swaying slightly in the wind, with a smile on her lips , Qingzi resolutely,
"It's nothing." His voice was low, like a lyre being plucked. His voice was very young, but he looked about 20 years old.

He conveniently put the hoe next to the house, then turned around and pushed the door closed, saying: "The humble house is simple, please feel free if you don't mind, girl."

After he finished speaking, he took off his cloak and hung it on the wall next to him.

Now, Song Wanzhi could see his face clearly.

A very ordinary face is definitely the most unobtrusive one in the crowd. Song Wanzhi has seen many celebrities, royal court nobles, and even many talents in the Qingyun list in the past ten years in front of her, but the ordinary man in front of her unexpectedly caught her eyes.

Yes, close your eyes.

Under the absolute tolerance, An Ran, who is eternally calm and unmoved, is unshakable in favor or humiliation.

Su Mengchen took a step forward, and the little fox flashed out of Song Wanzhi's arms immediately, but after seeing Su Mengchen, he turned over and exposed his bulging belly, and then made a "whoosh" sound. The child jumped onto Su Mengchen's shoulder, and then kept wagging its big tail.

Su Mengchen waved his sleeves calmly, and the little fox rolled away in an instant, then obediently rolled down the sleeves to the chair next to him, looking at him resentfully.

Aww, don't hug me, draw circles, circles.

Su Mengchen glanced at the kitchen and said, "Thank you, miss, for taking care of this little guy for me."

Song Wanzhi shook her head: "It's not in the way, but moving things without permission is really disturbing."

Su Mengchen shook her head: "I've been alone in the mountains for a long time, and I'm used to it, but please don't mind, girl."

Song Wanzhi glanced at the hoe he put beside him, which was still stained with mud and snow, so he asked, "Is the young master a farmer?"

"...Yes." Su Mengchen nodded.

A person who spends a long time in the mountains and farms for a living is not a farmer?
His eyes glanced at the basket Song Wanzhi put in the corner, which contained two yams and something wrapped in a handkerchief, so his eyes flashed, and he asked with a smile: "Young lady is the cook? "

"...Yes." Song Wanzhi nodded.

These days, she has been cooking, looking for vegetables, and taking care of others. Isn't she a cook?
After saying this, both of them fell silent for a while.

Su Mengchen looked at the sky, then walked into the back room, scooped some water, poured some millet from the jar, put it in the water, and washed the rice, he turned his head, looked at Song Wanzhi, and asked, " How about some hot porridge tonight?"

(End of this chapter)