"She's a mother of two." Han Dazhuang corrected.

In Su Hongshan's ears, it means something else.

What he meant by this emphasis was actually to say that his former wife was just a mother of two children and had no feelings?

Think about it. Who can have feelings with Han Dazhuang, who is like a wooden stake and who is afraid of others.

In this way, Su Hongshan was in a better mood.

But Han Dazhuang didn't get the answer he wanted. Ning Mei looked at Su Hongshan and asked again:

"are you serious about what you just said?"

"What?"

"Life is my man, death is my ghost." Han Dazhuang repeated.

Su Hongshan is ashamed. What she said just now is just to exaggerate the atmosphere.

It seems that Han Dazhuang is serious.

What can I do.

"Well."

Su Hongshan nodded unconsciously.

When she nodded her head, she was stunned.

How to live a good life has become "life is his man, death is his ghost." Isn't that what lovers say?

She came to the present, less than a month, they have said between the words can be calculated clearly, although get along well, but it is just a living together.

How did this happen.

What a strange feeling.

But it doesn't seem bad.

Su Hongshan did not refute. She flushed her face and washed her hands. She changed the topic and said:

"I'm going to cook. You can go to the brick kiln and have a look. If you save a little, our house will almost be able to work."

Han Dazhuang did not speak again.

Just like this, one person goes to watch the brick kiln, the other cooks in the kitchen.

But two people's heart is a bit chaotic.

Han Dazhuang stayed at the door of the brick kiln for a long time without throwing a wooden stake in it.

Su Hongshan kneaded the noodles. Without adding water to the pot, she lit the fire and started to burn. Then she came back to continue kneading and rolling.

As soon as smoke rose from the kitchen, Su Hongshan turned her head and saw that the wooden pot cover had been burned red.

"Ah..."

Su Hongshan screamed with fright, and quickly took the ladle to water the pot cover.

A scoop of water, accompanied by the crackling sound, the smoke in the kitchen is thicker.

Han Dazhuang heard Su Hongshan's exclamation, and his heart leaped. He went to the kitchen and took Su Hongshan to the yard without saying a word: "what's going on?"

Su Hongshan was already in the yard when she stood still. She was stunned and said in a hurry:

"the pot cover is burning. Put out the fire quickly."

"I'll see it."

Han Dazhuang took Su Hongshan's ladle and went into the kitchen with smoke.

The fire on the lid of the pot went out and the smoke from the kitchen was gone.

However, just bought not long pot cover but a black circle.

"What's going on?" Han Dazhuang asked.

Su Hongshan was embarrassed to say that she forgot to add water to the pot, which led to the fire burning the iron pot and then the wooden pot cover.

However, Han Dazhuang opened the lid of the pot and saw that there was no water in the pot.

The forehead is full of black lines, but the corners of the lips evoke a smile, inexplicably feel that such a confused little lady is some lovely.

Su Hongshan was cleaning up the mess in the kitchen. When she looked up, she saw Han Dazhuang laughing. She was not surprised and immediately became angry:

"you still smile. If you hadn't said those words for no reason, how could I forget to add water..."

Su Hongshan's voice suddenly stopped, and her face became redder. How did she say that, as if she cared about his words.

"Don't think about it. I didn't say anything." Su Hongshan quickly disguised said.

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