Chapter 144 Is there a rubber band
Han Mitang walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and was taken aback, "Why is there nothing in your refrigerator?"

"I haven't lived here for a long time, where did I get it?" Xiao Yihe sat on the sofa, poured himself a glass of red wine, and drank it himself.

Han Mitang had no choice but to close the refrigerator door, walked up to him, and stretched out her little hand: "I saw a supermarket not far away, and it should not be closed yet."

Xiao Yihe saw her stretching out her hand towards him, and looked at her with some puzzlement: "What are you doing?"

Han Mitang's eyelids twitched: "Buying vegetables, you don't give me money, where do I get the money to buy vegetables, aren't you hungry? Anyway, I am hungry, how about this, you pay and I contribute, Everyone even."

Only then did Xiao Yihe understand, raised his eyebrows as if suddenly enlightened, took out the wallet from his arms and put it on the table, and said domineeringly: "Buy whatever you want, don't save me." Just talking about it, she just doesn't want to have anything to do with him?
Han Mitang picked up his wallet, took a few cards of Grandpa Mao, and put the wallet in front of him: "Look, I only took four of you, but I didn't take more. Anyway, I bought better things. You are not at a disadvantage."

As she said that, she ran out. She was starving. She hasn’t eaten well recently. She ran for so long before, but now her chest is stuck to her back. She continues to eat to save herself physical strength.

Xiao Yihe reclined lazily on the sofa, looked at the direction she left, shook his head and chuckled, took a sip of red wine, sweet and delicious, shaking the crystals in the glass, thoughtfully.

After buying fish and shrimp, Han Mitang weighed the bag with satisfaction.

When I got home, I didn't forget to put the 20 yuan change in front of Xiao Yihe: "This is the bill for shopping in the supermarket. I didn't steal your money."

Before Xiao Yihe could open his mouth, he walked towards the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves as he walked, and began to wash the freshly bought vegetables. Although the vegetables were sold from morning to night, they were still fresh.

She hasn't cooked for a long time, and she feels that her hands are a little rusty.

Xiao Yihe walked to the door of the kitchen without knowing when, drinking wine while admiring Han Mitang's cooking.

He felt that at this moment, Han Mitang was like a painting. The serious appearance of picking vegetables was innocent and cute, but who could see the scars in her heart.

Xiao Yihe was satisfied with Han Mitang's vegetable chopping skills, and nodded slightly: "The knife skills are very good."

Han Mitang is not complacent because of his words, she often cooks for herself, she must be good at knife skills, unlike them who were born with a golden spoon in their mouths, they have never suffered.

"Don't just watch, come and help me." Han Mitang was so hungry, cooking, frying, chopping and washing vegetables by herself would inevitably waste time.

"You asked me to help?" Xiao Yihe frowned unhappily: "No one dares to ask me for help." No one dared to talk to himself in such an impatient tone.

It's good for her to treat him as a servant who is going around?
"Is it that difficult to ask you to help without telling you to die?" Han Mitang said earnestly while slaughtering pig's trotters.

Xiao Yihe squinted his eyes slightly: "Hiss, Han Mitang, didn't you say that I contribute money and you contribute energy? Why, you want me to contribute both money and energy. There is no such good thing in the world."

"Why are you still so naive at such an age? What's wrong with you helping out? Aren't you hungry at all? If you make it early, everyone can eat earlier."

Xiao Yihe frowned: "Are you saying I am old?" He is only in his thirties now, and he is still the male god in the hearts of many girls, but she actually said that he is already old.

Han Mitang's eyes widened. It was over. She seemed to have plucked the tiger's hair. She felt cold. She didn't dare to look at him, so she had to change the subject and said in embarrassment: "Well... if you don't help, forget it. I didn't ask for your help either."

Xiao Yihe put down his wine glass, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and took off his coat: "Who said I won't help anymore, tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Han Mitang glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and said solemnly: "Oh, just wash the ginger and onion, and peel two of the garlic for me. You can cut the onion, and you can chop it for me later." Breaking me is still useful."

This dead woman is quite good at giving tasks.

He has never cooked before, and even if he did, it was only for his sick mother to eat, and he never touched anything else. Luckily, she assigned him all kinds of work.

Xiao Yihe rolled up his sleeves, ginger, onion and garlic are not difficult to wash, but this onion made him dumb.

He just made a cut, and a pungent smell penetrated into his eyes and noses. He blinked, and his eye sockets turned red instantly. The smell was really uncomfortable: "Come here." In a rage, he threw With the knife, she looked at Han Mitang with red eyes.

Han Mitang waved at him calmly holding the fish: "Then you know how to cut fish? If you know how to cut fish, I will cut onions." Cutting fish depends on skill and knife skills, he can't even cut onions well , how to get a piece of fish.

Xiao Yihe looked at the fish that was still alive in her hand, frowned, and replied calmly: "No."

"Then it's over, you'd better chop your onion, I'll leave the simplest ones to you." Han Mitang said with an aggrieved look on her face, but in fact, her heart was already full of joy. Seeing him She thought it was funny to be tortured by onions, and kept holding back.

The fish in his hand had already been killed by himself, Han Mitang calmly scraped the scales, then cut open the abdomen, took out the internal organs, the movements were smooth and smooth, almost in one step.

Xiao Yihe smiled lightly: "Don't you think it's scary?"

"What's scary?" Han Mitang was puzzled, and then cut the fish into slices, she was going to cook sliced ​​fish tonight.

"Kill the fish, don't you girls hate killing and feel sorry for the fish?"

When Han Mitang heard the words, she smiled coldly, and rolled her eyes: "I can't see killing, and then I eat it with relish? Why don't you feel pitiful when you eat it? From my point of view, it's done. According to you, Before I kill it, I have to give it a supernatural power."

This is natural selection, big fish eat small fish and small fish eat shrimp, and they humans also live in the food chain.

Xiao Yihe couldn't help but smile at her remarks: "You think quite openly, but this is the way this world is, you can only say that you are not smart enough, strong enough, or lucky enough."

Han Mitang stopped talking, and continued to slice her own fish fillets. When everything was ready, she turned on the fire.

"Hey, do you have a rubber band?" Han Mitang looked at her long hair that was casually draped over her shoulders, and cooking would inevitably hinder her.

(End of this chapter)

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