Farming by blowing the lamp: the little girl of the fool's family

Chapter 113 Getting angry with Li Jinyang
The night before, he was so fond of her that he set the kitchen on fire.

Today, that delicate little pink came to her door, and she was so fascinated by a few words of "Brother Jinyang", she didn't even look at her anymore, what did she think of her, Yang Jiayin? !
Li Jinyang, this is why you put my aunt on the tip of your heart? !

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, Yang Jiayin wanted to smash everything in the house to vent her anger.

But as soon as he lifted a stool, he hesitated and stopped.

If you smash everything, will you sit on the ground for eating and resting in the future?

There was a fire in her heart, but she couldn't vent it, which made Yang Jiayin's face turn red.

The rain outside was getting heavier, and thunder bursts pierced the sky.

In the past, she would have worried that Li Jinyang would get wet, which would be bad for her health.

But today, she can't wait for a thunderbolt to kill this bastard.

Anyway, that dainty little pink, surely she won't have the heart for him to come back in the rain, right?

Seeing that it was getting late, and Li Jinyang hadn't come back yet, Yang Jiayin didn't bother to get angry with herself, thinking that from now on, it would be a big deal not to believe his sweet words, and stop keeping him in her heart.

So, I turned around and went to the kitchen, planning to cook something delicious to reward myself for the hard work of the past few months.

Uncle Cao's family took some eggs earlier, but there are still a few more in the cupboard. Yang Jiayin beat two eggs into the bowl without feeling sorry, added a few spoonfuls of flour, mixed with water, and began to mix the noodles.

Stirring clockwise for a long time, until the prepared noodles looked strong, then stopped, went to the vegetable garden in the rain to pick a handful of green vegetables, and came back with a few garlic sprouts.

Boiling water in the pot, washed the vegetables and garlic sprouts, cut them and put them aside, Yang Jiayin sat next to him, staring blankly.

What was on his mind was still the interaction between that little pink and Li Jinyang today.

His chest was tight.

The water is on.

She took the prepared flour, and then used chopsticks to carefully pick up "noodles" and put them into the pot.

Before she crossed over, this was also her favorite kind of pasta, noodle fish with egg liquid.

Seeing that the last piece of fish fell into the pot, she stirred it with chopsticks to prevent it from sticking to the bottom of the pot.

The slender noodle fishes were tumbling in the boiling water, exuding the rich aroma of egg liquid and flour. Yang Jiayin got up and mixed the seasoning in the bowl.

As soon as the grass was put into the pot, Li Jinyang came back.

Seeing that she had become a soaked chicken, her eyes were still staring at her, with a look she couldn't understand flashing in her eyes.

Yang Jiayin snorted coldly, pretending she didn't see him, turned around and fished the noodle fish into a bowl, and planned to have dinner.

Li Jinyang stood for a long while, the rain on his body dripped puddles under his feet, but Yang Jiayin didn't say a word to him.

Feeling a little apprehensive, she approached cautiously, "Yinyin, what kind of rice is this, it smells so good..."

Without raising her eyelids, Yang Jiayin sat aside with her bowl in her arms and began to stir.

Li Jinyang looked at the pot on tiptoe, there was only noodle soup left, as if he hadn't cooked his meal, he touched his nose, "Yinyin, why don't you wait for me to come back, why don't you have dinner together?"

"Why should I wait for you? You must have eaten at your little pink's house. It's more delicious and rich than this. I'm afraid it's not to your liking."

Yang Jiayin sneered.

(End of this chapter)