My Prince Has Farmlands

The two masters sat at the table and ate. Xiao Wang leaned on the ground and chewed the ribs, making a creak of the bones.

Eat with more relish than anyone else.

The candle was warm and yellow, and it was a dark night outside.

"Come on, try my steamed mountain eggs." Chi Ziyu scooped some steaming steamed eggs into the qixingyun bowl. "I'm afraid the mountain eggs mixed with the eggs we bought, so I only beat one egg."

"Try it. How does it taste?"

Qixingyun hasn't moved his chopsticks yet, but he has boasted.

It's like the fried egg with Chinese Toon in the morning.

"As long as you cook, it's delicious."

"I don't believe it. How do you know if it's delicious if you don't taste it?"

Of course, Chi Zi fish can't be so confident in their cooking.

Qixingyun lowered his head and bit.

Steamed eggs melt in the mouth. He nodded and said, "well, it's really delicious. I said as long as it's made by you, it won't be bad."

Chi Ziyu gave him an angry look, "then you say how to eat."

Qixingyun thought for a moment and said solemnly, "it's slippery and tender, just like your face."

The old fish has a red face.

Qixingyun couldn't help laughing, "you asked me to say."

Chi Zi fish scooped some eggs into his bowl and said, "you men are just sweet words."

Eating an egg can be compared to her face. This is not to say that her skin is smooth and tender and can be broken by blowing.

Although this metaphor really praised her, how can girls be so easily confused by men's rhetoric.

She needs to calm down.

"Don't you think today's steamed eggs are very smooth and tender?" Qi Xingyun asked.

"Of course."

"Don't you think your face feels like steamed eggs?" Qixingyun refers to the small bowl of steamed eggs.

"How do I know that?"

"I'll show you in the evening."

Chi Ziyu almost choked out the steamed egg he had just swallowed, blushed and said, "did you put honey on your mouth today? Why is it so sweet? All right, you'd better eat the egg quickly. I didn't ask the question just now."

At ordinary times, Qi Xingyun looks at a serious child with no desire and no desire. He is more stuffy than a muggy gourd.

When it's time to get bored, even Chi Ziyu can get goose bumps.

Qixingyun giggled.

"Today, my fourth uncle came to me to borrow some seedlings. They were in a hurry to make up for the lack of seedlings.

We have to prepare rice transplanting these days. The seedlings are old when they are late. " After a while, Chi Ziyu said again.

"Well, I think I'll go down to the field tomorrow and pull out all the seedlings. Then I'll ask someone to help us farm the fields, and I can plant the seedlings almost in the afternoon."

"What about your beehive?"

"The hive can't be fixed for a while. Let's plant the important fields first, and then get busy raising bees."

"Well, I'll go with you tomorrow."

"You stay at home and cook the meal for me. You don't have to intervene in the rest."

"Anyway, I have nothing to do now. I have time to help you..."

"Be obedient. You stay at home. You're busy enough. I can finish this mu of land alone." Qi Xingyun has a firm tone.

"You can't be so used to me. Any daughter-in-law and sister-in-law in our village doesn't work in the field. I stay at home alone every day. At that time, everyone says I'm a lazy woman, can't support my family, can't farm, and follow you every day."