Bring home the national male god of the fast-passing system

Chapter 1449

I took a sip of the chicken soup, and it was really smooth, fragrant but not greasy.

I remembered that a new cook with a child came recently, and the two of them came all the way to find relatives, but they couldn't find relatives. I felt sorry for her and took her in to do some things in the back kitchen. I didn't expect her craftsmanship to be so good.

I said, if you like it, I will let people stew it often for you to drink.If you want to be a mother, then let someone pick up your parents, why not you and me Chenghuan.

Surprised in his eyes, he praised, you are really virtuous, I thought you were a pampered military commander's daughter, but I never expected that you are so virtuous, please accept my worship.

He bowed to me respectfully, and I hurriedly turned around and bowed back to him.

Since then, I sent people to pick up his parents, but he stopped him, saying that his parents are not used to living here, so it is better to give them more money to support them in the countryside.

The old man always wanted to return to his roots, and he was unwilling to make troubles. This was the truth.

I listened to him and sent people to send money, build a house, and provide for his parents.

Later, I lived a peaceful life with him.

Every time I heard him recite poems against others, and when he chanted the wind and the moon, I would also have a few lines against each other.

But he said, if you don't understand these things, it doesn't matter if you don't talk about it, it's just a matter of staying in the back house.

I was a little silent, but I also responded to him.

He is the number one scholar, and he thinks that my poems are not good, which is also reasonable, because I should have known how to hide clumsiness long ago.

Since then, I let go of the romance, poems and songs of the past, and take care of the backyard with peace of mind. He is busy in front and back every day, but he always comes home on time for dinner.

I thought he had me in his heart.

Until, that day was the auspicious day of my one-year marriage with him, and I cooked the food with my own hands.

He took a bite and spat it out.Why has the taste of today's meal changed?What about the cook?
His voice was a little harsh, especially when he mentioned the word cook.

I wanted to explain a few words with a smile, but now I became suspicious.

He also seemed to know that he was wrong, suppressed his impatience, and said in a soft tone, I'm just used to eating her cooking, but I'm not used to other people's cooking, and the daily affairs of the court are already extremely disturbing, When I got home, I thought about being more comfortable and comfortable, and hoped that my wife would be happy.

I said, do you eat the rice I cook?

He froze for a moment, and pressed his lips together tightly.

I already know the answer, he doesn't want to eat my cooking.

He said, eat!

I do not believe!

That night, I was in a bad mood, and I was walking around in the garden, but at a rockery, I ran into two maids reading a book under the lamp.

In order to match his talent as the number one scholar, all the maids and servants bought by the mansion at the beginning had to be literate, smart and handsome, even if they couldn't read, they had to be taught to read before they could serve in the inner courtyard.

Therefore, I didn't find it strange that these two girls were reading books, but only heard that their laughter was different from usual before I asked.

The two maids dropped the books in their hands in shock, and knelt down in a panic, trying to hide the books.

I became more suspicious and asked, what is it?bring here!
The two maids said that they deserved to die, but they still handed over the book tremblingly.

I glanced over and saw something was turned red, hairpins were scattered, and I couldn't help but blush.

He smashed the book hard and asked angrily, where did this book come from?
If this kind of book appeared in the champion's family and spread out, wouldn't it be laughed at to death, and how could it be worthy of his innocent reputation.

(End of this chapter)