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Chapter 245 The Dao is one foot tall and the devil is one foot high (3)

Until the end of the meal, He Qingsong didn't say that the two cold dishes were his masterpieces.He Qingsong didn't say anything, and Jiang Muxue didn't say anything, pretending that nothing happened.

I just keep saying that the chicken soup is delicious, so delicious.It is also said that chicken soup is the most nourishing for women, especially this kind of domestic old hen, which is the most nourishing and beautifying.

Jiang Muxue said that He Qingsong and Huang Tong occasionally agreed, so on the surface, the meal was amicable.

After the meal, Jiang Muxue was going to clean up the bowls, chopsticks, pots, and pots, but He Qingsong immediately stopped her, "Mom, put it there, I'll do it!"

After speaking, he rolled up his sleeves and started to do something drastic.

Huang Tong was stunned by this series of actions, and felt that He Qingsong had taken some medicine, something was wrong inside and out!

Chang Xiu was just this precious son. In Huang Tong's impression, He Qingsong was an out-and-out delicate child. Even though he was a man, his hands were more delicate and fairer than many girls.

At the beginning, when the two were dating, He Qingsong had talked about many things about their childhood, and He Qingsong had almost never done such things as washing pots and dishes.

What's the matter today?
The strange atmosphere made Huang Tong extremely puzzled.

However, when she saw her husband making a move, how could she just stand aside and help quickly.

Huang Tong is the eldest in the family, and has a younger brother and a younger sister, so he has been self-reliant since he was a child. Housework like this is almost done from a young age.

At the beginning, when she first fell in love, she swore to herself that she would find a prince charming in the future, and she would get rid of the fate of Cinderella from now on, and she would never cook, wash pots and wash clothes.

Since marrying He Qingsong, although Huang Tong has not lived the life of a real young mistress, her life is much more comfortable than before.Someone cooks the meals, someone washes the clothes, and after get off work every day, there is hot soup and hot dishes, and there is no need to do housework after eating.

But how many days?
Huang Tong observed He Qingsong's clumsy but serious movements while washing the dishes, and felt that he was a different person today.

But there are some things that can’t be explained clearly, and you can’t ask them directly. You can’t say, “Why didn’t Mom cook for me today? Why didn’t Mom wash the dishes today?”

Huang Tong didn't think she was a fool, so she wouldn't say what these fools said.

She had to choose a roundabout way, so she rolled her eyes and joked: "You didn't wash it like that, haha, you didn't do it at first glance... Oh, master, don't put so much detergent, it's not only a waste, It is easy to remain, and it takes water..."

After Huang Tong finished speaking with a smile, he made a demonstration for He Qingsong, and then wiped the foam on He Qingsong's nose, which made him laugh out loud.

The unhappiness just now was stirred up by Huang Tong, and it disappeared immediately. Even He Qingsong was trying to make amends in his heart. It was the first time he made cold food, and his wife didn't say it was bad and ate a lot, which was already very good.

Ever since, the young husband and wife played happily in the kitchen by washing the dishes.

He Qingsong really finds it interesting, newly married, fresh and energetic, as long as he is with his wife, everything is delicious.

But Huang Tong is different, she is tired of doing housework.Therefore, to say that this play with He Qingsong was very real, Huang Tong only got [-] out of [-] points, and the rest was all feigned, for the convenience of the next move.

The two cleaned up the kitchen, and half an hour had passed.

When he came out, He Qingsong smiled at his mother in embarrassment.

Jiang Muxue also smiled happily, and blinked when it was over, as if she didn't know what to do.

He Qingsong suddenly felt very comfortable and happy, only felt how comfortable the day was, and sighed, it's so good to get married!Mom hurts, so does daughter-in-law!

In the evening, He Qingsong played games in the bedroom as usual, but Huang Tong didn't chat online or shop like usual, and just walked around.

It took a long time for He Qingsong to notice the strangeness, and hurriedly stopped to ask what was wrong.

Huang Tong rubbed his stomach and shook his head, "It's nothing, I guess I ate a lot of cold dishes, it's not very comfortable." He said nothing, but his expression was painful.

He Qingsong immediately dropped the remote control, "Are you okay? How about we go to the hospital?"

"Oh, it's just a little uncomfortable, no fuss!" Huang Tong immediately refused, smacking his tongue, "I really want to eat spicy food, why don't we go out to eat after get off work tomorrow? Tell our mother in advance, don't make it for dinner Ours. In this way, she can also rest."

He Qingsong frowned a little, "Don't think about eating spicy food if your stomach is uncomfortable. If you eat too much of that food, you will have diarrhea."

"Pfft... Look at what you said, if you say it like this, I would have been dragged to death since I was a child!"

Huang Tong said it coquettishly, and started messing around, "Go, go! Let me eat once!"

At this point, He Qingsong couldn't bear the entanglement of his beautiful wife, and was ready to agree, eat as much as you want, what's the matter!

But at this moment, Huang Tong muttered again, "I agreed with my mother this morning, she will make spicy chicken for dinner... You don't know, I'm so hungry."

After hearing this sentence, He Qingsong's face changed drastically, and he remained silent for several seconds.

Didn't my mother cut her hands!If she hadn't cut her hand, would she have broken her promise?
In his memory, He Qingsong always knew that his mother was always a person who kept her word.

In addition, my mother has an injury on her hand. I don't say it, but it doesn't mean that you are blind... You are really blind to see the clinker!
The more He Qingsong thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, Huang Tong naturally noticed his sudden change.

I couldn't help being startled, so I just said, there is a situation.Ever since she entered the door, she felt that something was wrong.

He Qingsong ran out of the kitchen wearing an apron, and then at the dinner table, he echoed Chang Xiu's words with great enthusiasm, and actively did housework after the meal, for fear that Chang Xiu would be tired...

But now, when I just said that his mother was not at all, he showed me his face, my God!This day has just begun, if this continues, I will have to be a child in front of his mother for the rest of my life?

The more Huang Tong thought about it, the more angry he became. When he thought about the unbearable future, he suddenly felt that life was boring.

Between the two of them, somehow, the atmosphere became awkward.

It was very late before each of them rested.

After dating for three years, this is the first time such an inexplicable rift has appeared between the two.

And the instigator of this incident, Jiang Muxue, was lying on the bed staring at the injured index finger.

At the dinner table, she deliberately hid the index finger, and Huang Tong had something on her mind at the time, so she didn't look carefully, so she didn't notice it.Things just went so smoothly as I expected.

She knows that Huang Tong is a person who will never give up until he achieves his goal. He is a forceful person, and he will use any means to achieve his goal.Therefore, she knew that since entering the door, Huang Tong had been holding back doubts in his heart, and when the doubts increased, it naturally turned into an anger that could not be vented.

It's this effect.

That's why she repeatedly asked He Qingsong not to tell about her injury to her vegetable-chopping hand, and deliberately used vague techniques to make Huang Tong think that Chang Xiu made the two cold dishes.

In the morning, I promised to make spicy chicken, but in the evening, there was a tasteless cold spell, and I didn't explain the reason.

The aggrieved and puzzled, probably only Huang Tong enjoyed it alone.

PS: Thank you jwpapa for the sachet, Ah Ning for the safety charm, thank you for the reward of mung bean crispy rice, and thank you VIVA Yingqi for the precious monthly pass!mwah!Thank you for your support and concern, thank you!I hope that more and more babies will support Mizuki, thank you!mwah!

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