Hot wife lives in the field

Zhu happily busy in the pot house, humming a ditty.

She plans to make eggplant with minced meat today. She remembers that she made eggplant with minced meat last time. My husband likes it very much.

The man went into the pot house, "Zhu, I'll help you."

A Zhu answered casually: "good."

Since they moved here, Xianggong hasn't helped her cook. However, in Zhu's impression, Xianggong seems to be able to make a fire. Therefore, when the man put forward such an idea, Zhu didn't refuse.

"You can help me to make a fire. I'm almost finished here. You can start the fire." Zhu said, without looking up, still busy with the things at hand.

The man stood at the kitchen table, silent for a moment, and sat in front of the pot hole. He thought that it was a very simple thing to make a fire. As long as he started, he could finish it.

But a moment later——

A Zhu coughed several times, and then she found that smoke was diffused in the pot house. She stopped her work and turned her head to see the person tangled with firewood by the stove.

Seeing this scene, a Zhu did not immediately pass by, but asked: "Xianggong, you can't burn a fire?"

It's strange that he can't make a fire.

A Zhu's brow is frowning, suddenly feel looking at the person in front of the pot hole strange and familiar.

A figure came to mind.

That person can not only make a fire, but also cook at the kitchen table. One person can take all the work.

It's just——

She couldn't see the man's face clearly.

Such a scene, she appeared more than once, but that person's face is always fuzzy, she always thought that person is Xianggong.

Isn't it Xianggong?

The man beside the kitchen table was stiff. In a moment, he slowly raised his head and gave a guilty smile to a Zhu: "a Zhu, am I stupid, I can't do this thing well?"

Seeing the man's guilty face, Zhu felt some remorse.

She felt as if she had gone too far.

She walked over and gave the man a sweet smile: "don't be sad, my husband. It's nothing. There are many things a Zhu can't do. Xianggong is a man. It doesn't matter if he can't make a fire. What's more, didn't Xianggong say that? We used to have a lot of money, so it's normal that my husband can't make a fire. Xianggong can't make a fire. Zhu teaches you to make a fire. "

"Good." A man's eyes are full of tenderness with a gentle smile.

Zhu looked at the man's smiling face.

She thought that Xianggong's smile was really beautiful.

Just, don't know why, she always feel less what, heart empty.

"Zhu, how to do it?"

The man's voice came and drew a Zhu's thoughts back. Zhu bowed his head and taught the man to make a fire. Although the man can't, but good in smart, a teach will, soon start, Zhu began cooking, so busy, it is the original thing to forget.

Two people a Zhu made two dishes, a minced meat eggplant, a cucumber.

After lunch, Zhu took the remaining rice to the yard to feed the chicken.

These chickens were bought for her by my husband a month after they came here. In about half a year, they have grown into big chickens. Ah Zhu thought that in a few months, the hen will be able to lay eggs, and then they will have eggs to eat.

Think about it, Zhu feels very happy.

When she turned her head, ah Zhu saw the man leaning against the wall, threw her things to the ground, fell on the man's arms, gave him a big hug, and then opened some distance to examine the man for a moment, solemnly said: "my husband is really handsome."

The spring flower of man's smile is brilliant.

"So, Mr. Xiang, please play with the pot and bowl. Ah Zhu is going to sleep."

Zhu said, happily ran into the room, holding his pillow, ran to his room.

When the door closed, Wei Chijin shook her head and chuckled. Even if she forgot the past, she was still her!

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