Husband and Wife Are of the Same Mind

"Ah?"

Wen Qing stepped into the hall and called out softly.

"It's Aqing, come here and talk to Ama."

Wen Ah Ma reduced the expression on his face more, and looked at Wen Qingdao who was sitting down, "It's a mistake. I always wanted to find a good place for you. How do you know that this day is dragging on all day? They are all this big."

Wen Qing always feels that today's Wen Ah Ma speaks strangely, "Ah what's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong, nothing wrong, alright, why, don't you like listening to me nagging?"

Wen Qing shook his head, he just felt that Wen Ah Mo was a little different today.

Tang Feng picked up the broom and cleaned the snow in the yard. Now he cleaned it up every morning and night. Because the wind and snow were getting bigger and bigger, it would be difficult to get out of the yard if the snow was getting bigger and bigger.

"Let's slaughter the New Year pig on the twenty-eighth day."

Tang Ama smiled after looking at the already fleshy big pig.

"Twenty-seven kills would be better if you bring evil spirits that day."

Father Tang said after thinking about it.

"It's just one day away, it's nothing." Tang Feng said after seeing Tang Ama's slightly disappointed expression.

Tang Amo closed his sleeves and said with a sigh of relief, "I'm thinking about the two-eight-two hair. It all depends on how it goes. I really haven't thought about it without evil."

"If the pig is slaughtered in the twenty-seventh year, there will be more time to prepare the new year's goods."

After Tang Feng and the others entered the hall door, Lin Yu with Doudou said.

After Tang Ama sat down, he patted his thigh after hearing the words, "Oh, why didn't I think about this, this year we can get more bacon, but last year's was not enough."

"It's not easy to store in the summer, it's better to smoke, enough summer to eat." Tang Feng was afraid that Tang A Mo Xun would be too old, and it would be a pity that he couldn't eat it.

"After eating this food, let's cut some meat to smoke it. I'm not afraid that we won't have to eat it."

Father Tang was very in favor, "You can't be greedy, you can see that you fried a lot of meatballs last year, right? It turned out that the whole month was over and you haven't eaten it."

"It's better to make some vegetarian dishes this year." Tang Feng insisted.

After Lin Yu saw Tang Ama, whose face was getting darker and more and more angry under the "condemnation" of Tang's father and Tang Feng, he hurriedly covered Doudou before he roared out. Small ears.

"What do you two big guys know! Since you have so many opinions! This year's New Year's goods and all the preparations are left to you! Xiao Yu and I will not interfere!"

Doudou moved her little head curiously, and felt that after touching her little ear, she vomited a small bubble at Lin Yu. Tang Ah, who happened to see this, lost his heart, and just forgot about it. For a moment, it became rare to be angry with Tang Feng and Tang's father.

"Come by yourself, I don't believe that our father and son can't even solve such trivial matters." Father Tang replied very arrogantly.

"Oh, isn't it? From tomorrow on, Xiao Yu and I will stop interfering and leave it to you two." Tang Ama said more arrogantly than Father Tang.

Tang Feng and Lin Yu glanced at each other, their eyes were helpless.

at night.

"My father doesn't know what's going on now, he always loves to argue with Ah Mo, as if he wants to win back."

Tang Feng said after he fastened the door of the room.

"This is also good, and we can also taste your craftsmanship."

Tang Feng sighed, he can only cook a few dishes, and besides, he hasn't tried anything to prepare for the New Year.

"Why sigh," Lin Yu smiled after taking off Doudou's clothes. "You don't often say that there must be a road to the mountain, and the preparations are not difficult, just a crisp chicken nugget, a year cake. , One steamed meat, one meat strip, one..., it’s very simple."

Just listening to Lin Yu's words, Tang Feng felt that the task was very difficult, no matter what, it was not bad to give it a try. Anyway, there was nothing else to pass the time in this cold winter.

After putting Doudou to sleep, Tang Feng became restless.

"Fran, are my hands cold?"

Tang Feng held Lin Yu's hand and asked.

"It's a bit cold," Lin Yu said, putting Tang Feng's hand in his heart, thinking about helping him warm up.

"This way only the hands can warm, and the rest of me is still a bit cold."

Tang Feng continued to mutter in a low voice.

Lin Yu moved his feet under the bed, and then bent and touched Tang Feng's younger brother with his knees, "Why is it cold? It's not hot or hot."

Tang Feng was enjoying Lin Yu's knee service, and he lowered his head to his ear with a chuckle and said, "There is only one place that is so hot. The other cold cocoa are cold. If you don't believe me, try it."

As he said that, he put his claws into Lin Yu's coat and kept Yun Li working on it.

The proficient Tang Feng directly placed the two-meter Lixiaodoudou on his index finger and big finger back and forth, squeezing it lightly, and after a while, he felt Lin Yu out.

Tang Feng, who was next to Lin Yu, naturally noticed his change in the first time. After a chuckle, he found Lin Yu's lips and tasted it deeply.

You chased me, played with each other, twisted and circled each other, until the two of them were almost out of breath, and then reluctantly separated.

Xiaodoudou has become more powerful, Tang Feng went straight down to the place he needed with one claw, "Fu Lang is really enthusiastic."

Tang Feng whispered after feeling Lu Ze on his hand.

Lin Yu's heart tickled when he heard it. He grabbed Tang Feng's neck and directly swapped the positions of the two of them.

"You want to take your own food?"

Lin Yu's eyes looked at Tang Feng in the dark night.

Lin Yu didn't answer Tang Feng's words, but directly aimed at it, and all the two hits were merged and merged together.

Tang Feng endured the idea of ​​wanting to regain the dominance, and let Lin Yuma wonder him, the taste was also wonderful.

This position speed is controlled by Lin Yu. He prefers the rhythm of seven long and two short, three slow and six fast.

Gradually, this situation can no longer reach two people who are getting crazy.

So Lin Yu left Tang Feng directly and asked him to give way to his position. He knelt back on the bed, holding the wall with both hands, tilting his head to Tang Fengdao behind him, "Come in."

After Tang Fengshun had two sharp weapons of his own, he smashed Lin Yu's unisexual buttocks to the two sides, which was directly a "profound" "communication!"

Lin Yu, who was supporting the wall, was struck by this cloud force, and his chest was puffed up. The eyebrows were filled with colors that fascinated Tang Feng. Slowly, following the rhythm of Tang Feng, Lin Yu began to play with Tang Feng. "You enter and I retreat, you retreat and I enter" the game comes.

This time, even if they are crazy to the extreme, they are all paying attention to the sound of bed shaking and the control of the intensity. They don't want to have another "bed collapse."

When their spirit, body, and body reached their highest point, the two men hugged each other and fell asleep deeply.

Tang Feng, who woke up the next day and found that his weapon was still on his husband, was not polite at all, so he did "morning exercises."

Tang Ahma did what he said. After the family had eaten, Tang Ahma called Lin Yu, who was preparing to work, to take Doudou to the main room, and left a sentence, "You can wash the bowls naturally. It’s twenty-five today, and you should weigh up what you should prepare. I really look forward to how you will toss this year."

"Don't worry! It's definitely a good one!"

Father Tang slapped his chest, and then began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks on the table. Tang Feng also hurriedly cleaned up the stove and prepared to wash the dishes.

Tang Amae, who had been in the hall for almost half an hour, walked quietly to the outside of the kitchen room and listened to the movement inside.

"Father, isn't it like this?"

Tang Feng's questioning voice came from the stove.

"That's how you did it, I think you have been doing it for more than 20 years, you must be right!"

Father Tang's voice is very confident.

Tang Feng frowned and watched as Father Tang was stirring the chicken in the tub. The condiments had been placed on it, and he was stirring them together.

"Father, you seem to have forgotten to put sweet potato flour in..."

Father Tang was taken aback and looked at the chicken in the tub, "So that's the case, I said that I forgot what to do, and get it quickly."

Obviously before, I was confident that there was nothing wrong.

Tang Feng sighed in his heart and went to look for sweet potato flour.

After putting the sweet potato flour, Tang Feng raised the fire, and enough oil was put in the pot. They needed to deep-fry them all at once. After the chicken became golden and fragrant, it could be sandwiched. On the side, store it when it cools down, and when guests come to the house in the first month, they can cook directly in the pot.

"etc!"

Tang Feng stopped Tang's father who was interested in starting to explode.

"What's wrong?"

Tang Feng quickly opened the cupboard and took out a dozen eggs from it, "We forgot to beat the eggs in..."

Tang Ama was funny and angrily standing at the door of the stove listening to the conversation between the father and son inside. He couldn’t wait to get in right away and take care of everything. But after thinking about it, he still turned back to the hall, occasionally letting him go. People who only know how to slap their mouths know how hard it is to cook, especially preparing things for the New Year.

"You didn't listen to what the father and son said, you can imagine how uncomfortable they are just by listening," Tang Ama returned to the hall and smiled at Lin Yu.

"Ah, don't worry?"

"No," Tang Ama couldn't sit down, and had to walk back and forth in the hall, "You said how to entertain guests if you messed up, but your father is always arguing with me, I want him to do it himself. After that, he will know what is good or bad!"

Lin Yu pursed his lips and smiled, father and mother are awkward people.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Fat Doudou, who was almost four months old, screamed with his mouth open. Lin Yu hurriedly picked him up, and then lifted the small diaper on Doudou, um, pulled the papa.