Spicy Farming Wife:General's Busy In Chasing His wife

This is the explicit plea for one.

Han Yelin didn't speak. What he did this time stepped on his bottom line. It's impossible not to punish him. But he also understood that the lady did all this because she pleaded for him.

Lady's face can't be refuted.

Han Yelin's eyes flashed over and wiped the dark awn. He turned to Su Hongshan's smiling eyes and quickly agreed: "OK, I promise I won't pursue this matter."

In my heart, I secretly said that if I don't investigate this time, I can investigate the previous things. If I pull out any one, I don't believe I can't punish him.

Life can be spared, the woman will certainly stare at, not see one she will know that he Yin Fengyang violation, but heavy punishment for ten days and a half months can not get out of bed, let him long memory is still OK.

Han Yelin thought to himself, and his smile became more and more sincere

"You can rest assured, madam. In fact, this man is very loyal, and I can understand it for my good. The most important thing is that she speaks for him and naturally gives her face for her husband... Madam, in addition to braised pork in brown sauce at night, can you make another braised spareribs in brown sauce, braised pork in wax sauce, and a big stew... Can you have another hot pot at noon tomorrow..."

Han Yelin ordered several dishes in a row, but Su Hongshan, who ordered straight, lost her temper.

By the time they got home, the children had already gone to bed.

Su Hongshan took Han Yelin to the kitchen without returning to the house. Without disturbing the cook, she cooked in person, found meat and spareribs, and mixed them with several kinds of vegetarian dishes.

Han Yelin is still chanting: "there is no chicken in your house. I'll ask people to raise some chickens tomorrow and kill them as they eat."

Then he said with a smile to Han Yelin, "I'll eat the stew and the meat with wax sauce tomorrow."

Su Hongshan stares at him angrily. She calls Liao Nan and Liao Bei to come out and tells them to find some pheasants or something.

If you want to make a big stew pot delicious, you have to make a chicken or something as the base, and then match it with other messy meats or meatballs. Finally, you can add some vegetables, a thick layer of red oil, and people who serve incense can eat two more bowls of rice.

Han Yelin is a big stomach king. He never considers the amount of food he makes. He can eat more or less.

Su Hongshan is busy cooking. Han Yelin follows her. When the cook who lives not far from the kitchen hears the news and comes out to help, she sends her back.

The couple worked in the kitchen for an hour. The entrance of stewed pork with brown sauce was melted, and the ribs could be separated with a little clip.

After the rice, Su Hongshan, who had already had dinner, couldn't eat any more, so she watched Han Yelin finish all the meals she cooked tonight.

At the end of the last bite of ribs, Han Yelin felt his stomach contentedly and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Woo."

"Poof!"

Su Hongshan couldn't help laughing: "you haven't eaten in a few days."

Han Yelin was pitiful: "thank you for your concern. I haven't had a good meal these days, but I'm starving. I think about the braised pork made by you every day, and my mouth is watering."

"It's getting poorer and poorer." Su Hongshan didn't glare at him. She handed him a cup of hot water and said, "don't wait. You can't sleep."

"That can't, there is a woman in, it's no problem to sleep again." Han Yelin laughs with a serious tone.

If you care about him, you can be pulled to those who don't have it.

Su Hongshan got up angrily, stepped on his feet and glared at him: "not serious."

march off.

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