The husband is the hunter

Chapter 62

"I haven't eaten all day, so you must be hungry." Fang Lin called out to him, but she didn't see him move, so she took two steps towards him, saw the things in his hand, and her expression changed drastically.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment. Fang Lin didn't know whether she was annoyed or ashamed, her body was trembling violently, and the things at the bottom of the box were not allowed to be seen by others, but now her husband not only saw it, but also enjoyed it with great interest.

"You... where did you come from?"

Duan Nanshan was also a little embarrassed. Seeing that his daughter-in-law finally opened her mouth, she rubbed her nose and smiled flatteringly, "It fell out of the mattress, you and I are not... this thing... oh... anyway, just don't get angry, here ,Back to you."

"Who... Who wants this thing? Sister Li gave it to me. I was afraid that Sister Min would hide it if she saw it. Forget it..." Fang Lin became more confused as she explained, and simply shook it off. Head, drive out all the messy thoughts, "Let's eat, it will be cold later."

It's okay not to mention this, but Duan Nanshan really felt that he was hungry. He drank a lot of wine today and didn't eat a few mouthfuls of food at all.

Fang Lin moved the candlestick to the table, removed the ornaments on her head, her black hair drooped down, her face was shy, and her eyes were smiling. Under the light of the candlelight, she looked more gentle.

Duan Nanshan's throat twitched, and he felt as if he had swallowed his saliva, so he quickly looked away, not daring to look at her again.

The meals are all leftovers. He often eats meat on weekdays. It is nothing unusual, but fortunately, the meal is hot. After a busy day, he and his wife sit at the same table to eat quietly. But it wasn't the lonely feeling of the past, Duan Nanshan's heart was warmed like a fire, and involuntarily, his eyes returned to Fang Lin, seeing her eating with her head down, maybe she was very hungry, He ate very quickly, his cheeks bulging, Duan Nanshan stared at it for a long time, and couldn't help poking it with his hand.

Fang Lin almost spit out what was in her mouth, she glared at Duan Nanshan, and saw that Duan Nanshan lowered his head to eat obediently, so she packed her dishes and went to the kitchen to clean them.

Without his wife in front of him, Duan Nanshan ate up all the rice in the bowl, and happily ran to the kitchen to find Fang Lin with the dishes in his hands.

Duan Nanshan lives alone all year round, and eats nothing more than steamed meat, boiled meat, and barbecue. There are very few people who cook at home, let alone winter vegetarian dishes.Fang Lin was thinking about what to buy while washing the dishes, when she raised her eyes, she saw Duan Nanshan's smiling face.

"Is there still hot water?" He put the bowl on the chopping board, took a look at the pot, and ran to the water tank beside Fang Lin to scoop up a bucket of water.

Thin flakes of ice were floating on the water, and Fang Lin glanced, "Isn't there enough water in the pot? Why is it still burning, and it will cool down tomorrow. Isn't this a waste of firewood?"

Duan Nanshan chuckled, "There is plenty of firewood, there is no shortage of that in the mountains."

After Fang Lin finished washing the dishes, she took a small stool and sat down beside him. The two of them chatted one after another about buying things for the house.

"I remember that we don't hunt in spring, so why don't we open up wasteland and plant some vegetables, and let's keep them for ourselves."

Duan Nanshan nodded with a smile, "I listen to you."

(End of this chapter)