Quickly wear a female supporting role: your male protagonist has turned black again

Chapter 163 A Stupid Man Fell From the Sky (29)

After Jin Sanniang was locked up, Qiao Wei gave her two meals a day and occasionally talked to her to prevent her from being too lonely and emotionally broken.

She is quite easygoing, no matter what the situation is, her expression is still very calm, as if she is not the one in the situation.

Qiao Wei didn't ask who that man was, and Jin Sanniang didn't mean to mention it either.

Cuihua'er, on the other hand, did not dare to continue living in the small courtyard of Li's family, squatting day and night in front of the cellar where Jin Sanniang was imprisoned. Qiao Wei bumped into her several times, and simply took her home.

There are only a few rooms in the Ji family, and there must be no extra guest rooms. Even Fan Er, the first comer, can only sleep in the firewood room. Fan Er still thinks that the one waiting for Cuihua will be a pigsty or something. Unexpectedly, Qiao Wei Without further ado, Cui Hua'er was allowed to live in her boudoir!
Fan Er's canthus is almost cracked!
He can only sneak/touch his wife's boudoir bed, this little girl named Cuihua'er actually slept with his wife even if she disagreed with her!

Ah bah, her lady's fragrant boudoir bed!

unhappy!
Fan Er, exuding resentment all over his body, squatted in the cold and hard \/Bang\/Bang's woodshed, so sad that he just wanted to cry.

Qiao Wei's bedroom is only two walls away from the cellar. Cuihua'er is very satisfied with her new residence, but for some reason, she always feels that she is being targeted by something bad, and she often has a chill on her back and numbness in her scalp. illusion.

Cui Huaer told Qiao Wei in a whisper, and expressed her opinion in horror, "Sister Ji, is your house haunted?"

"..."

is haunted.

Qiao Wei silently glanced at the firewood room.

However, he is a big pervert.

She rolled up her sleeves and ran over to beat up Fan Er, then turned her head and asked Cui Hua'er with a pleasant face, "What about now? Don't you have the illusion that your back is getting cold and your scalp is numb?"

"Really!" Cui Hua'er felt comfortable all over!
At the same time, in the dark woodshed.

"My lady came here to love me in the middle of the night, which proves that she still has me in her heart." Fan Er thought happily. "My lady loves me as deeply as the sea, so I won't be seduced by those little goblins outside!"

……

Because of Jin Sanniang's powerful assist, Qiao Wei had to develop kimchi again.

This time, she used traditional condiments such as cinnamon bark and peppercorns from the town.

Cuihua'er stayed at Ji's house to eat, drink and live, feeling sorry for herself, and graciously helped to pickle.

Ten days later, after opening the altar to taste, Qiao Wei couldn't eat the two jars of pickled water spinach by herself, only Fan Er could eat it.

Therefore, Qiao Wei "generously" gave all of them to Fan Er as his rations for the next month.

"Thank you my lady, my lady's deep friendship, I, Fan Er, will live up to it in this life!"

Everyone looked at Fan Er sympathetically, but Fan Er himself was happy like a fool.

They came to realize belatedly, - oh, I was a fool in the first place!

As for the jars of pickled Cuihua'er, Mother Ji and Ji Mingxi were full of praise after tasting them, and each of them took away a jar, saving Chaofan to eat with pancakes.

Qiao Wei couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Sure enough, cooking skills are related to heredity and talent, right?
Ji's mother's cooking is terrible, and Ji Qiaowei's cooking is also terrible.

Jin Sanniang's cooking is delicious, and Cuihua'er's cooking is also delicious.

All of a sudden, I am so glad that I picked up a little cook, and someone will take on the heavy responsibility of cooking in the future!

Seeing Qiao Wei's silence for a long time, Fan Er was afraid that the lady would be irritated, so he ran over to comfort her and said, "The food made by the lady is delicious. Fan Er has never eaten such delicious food."

"Really?" Qiao Wei questioned.

She also had a similar feeling when she ate watercress for the first time—well, it’s just that the context is slightly different.

Switch to memory shot.

"Grandma has never eaten such an unpalatable thing!" Qiao Wei Nei's face was full of excitement, "What's more, I didn't expect such an unpalatable food to be made by myself!"

The memory ends.

"Really!" Fan Ersheng nodded vigorously, fearing that she would not believe her.

Qiao Wei handed over the barbecue, jelly, and shabu-shabu that she had just failed to develop, "In this case, then these are all yours, remember to eat them all!"

eat, eat up...

Fan Er stared straight at the pile of things in front of him, and roughly estimated that there were about a hundred of them.

Can you finish it?
No, you can't take away the kindness of the lady, you must eat it up!
"Okay lady, no problem lady!"

So, the night before he set off for the second time to sell water spinach in the town, Fan Er gloriously fell ill.

His illness was not other than that he was full of food, constipated, and had a burning pain in the chrysanthemum area.

"Why don't you go tomorrow and stay at home to rest."

As soon as Qiao Wei finished speaking, Fan Er sat up in shock in his dying illness, and shouted: "No!"

He didn't want to be separated from his wife.

"That can't be helped." Qiao Wei shrugged, stretched her hands behind her back, conjured up a bowl of porridge, and persuaded Cinderella in the tone of a strange aunt who tempted Cinderella to eat a poisoned apple. "Hey, drink it and bring you with me tomorrow."

Fearing that she would repent, Fan Ersheng hurriedly took the porridge and drank it in one gulp, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and looked at her with big eyes, very obedient.

"My lady, I..."

Before he finished speaking, his stomach suddenly made a gurgling sound.

Fan Er's face turned pale, and he put his hands on his stomach.

"How are you?" Qiao Wei crossed her arms and looked at him with a smile.

"me……"

No, I can't help it!
"I have a stomachache."

Fan Er yelled a word in a crying voice, and Yue Mo also felt ashamed, and ran to the hut with his waist bent and legs crossed.

That appearance reminds me of an idiom.

Bereaved dog.

Qiao Wei mercilessly "hahahahahaha" him from behind.

"Sister Ji, what is Fan Er doing here?" Cui Hua'er came over with a wooden basin, and asked casually, "By the way, Sister Ji, have you seen the croton soaked in my basin?"

"No!" Qiao Wei replied firmly.

Well, absolutely not.

The next day, at dawn, Qiao Wei, Cui Hua'er, and Fan Er, who had collapsed from diarrhea, boarded Li Da's ox cart and went to Sanguang Town to sell water spinach.

This time, Qiao Wei changed her routine and caught the two of them talking like this.

"Ah?" Cui Hua'er, who was pure-hearted, bit her lip in embarrassment, "Sister Ji, isn't this very good?"

Fan Er, a steadfast wife slave, immediately jumped out to protect his wife, "Young lady is extremely intelligent, wise and powerful, I am absolutely right to listen to my wife!"

Two to one, Cuihuaer was forced to accept the strategy.

When they arrived in the town, Qiao Wei and Fan Er paid a small sum of money to the noodle stall as usual, and peddled water spinach next to the stall.

A big bowl of noodles only costs five renminbi, but she charges [-] renminbi for a spoonful of spinach.

Qiao Wei held down Fan Er, who was full of faces that wanted to fight, and gave the stall owner an extra sum of money as promised.

Anyway, only this time.

　Forgot to update in the early morning, patronizing and depressed, the subscription is too bleak! With a subscription ratio of 1000:1, this is probably the only one o(╥﹏╥)o
　　Babies really like perverted yingying, and they feel sorry for my cute and cute hero.

　　
　
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