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

"What did I say?" Han Dazhuang frowned.

Did he say anything just now?

It seems that she just repeated what she said and didn't say anything else. Why did she burn the lid of the pot.

"Didn't you say that? Life is my man, death is my ghost. "

Su Hongshan's face was ugly, and she was a little depressed:

"I didn't say anything."

Ya, she knew that this guy was a wooden stake and should not have hoped at all.

"Get out of the way!"

Su Hongshan made an effort to knock Han Dazhuang away from the earthen stove. She said fiercely, "you go, I want to be busy."

Han Dazhuang looked at the mess in the kitchen and said, "I'll do it."

Then she took the dishcloth in Su Hongshan's hand and began to clean it up.

"Then you can cook for me." Su Hongshan simply said.

"Good."

Han Dazhuang wok, Su Hongshan fried two more dishes.

A hot and sour cabbage, a pork fried green onion.

Cabbage and green onion are grown in our own yard, and pork is brought by the village head's daughter-in-law from the town.

Since the family has money, it is basically dundundun meat.

After frying, Han Dazhuang brushes the pot and boils water, while Su Hongshan continues to roll noodles.

Take time to look back to see whether the water is boiling. As soon as I look back, I see that Han Dazhuang is actually eating.

She almost dropped her eyes.

Han Dazhuang, who has just pinched a piece of pork with his hand and hasn't had time to put it close to his mouth, realizes Su Hongshan's gaze, and the whole person is frozen.

Stupefied for a moment, then put the pork in his mouth, continued to sit on the small bench to add firewood to the pot, as if nothing had happened.

Su Hongshan: "is this still the cold and silent Han Dazhuang?

Steal?

Still with your hands?

She must be dazzled.

Su Hongshan turned her head stiffly and continued to roll her face. As soon as she rolled it around, she couldn't help turning her head to see Han Dazhuang:

"Han Dazhuang, have you washed your hands?"

This guy just pinched the meat directly with his hand that caught the firewood.

Han Dazhuang did not speak.

But Su Hongshan saw that Han Dazhuang's ear tip was red through.

When the noodles were put into the pot, Su Hongshan took the food box and put one plate of the two dishes in. When the noodles were full, they filled four bowls of noodles and mixed them well. After taking the hot steamed bread in the pot, she put several in.

"You should deliver it quickly. It's noodles today. It's not delicious if it's lump."

Han Dazhuang got up, picked up his lunch box and left.

Su Hongshan suddenly thought of something and told her, "Han Dazhuang, don't steal food on the way."

"I've made two. There's still one at home. You can eat it when you come back."

Han Dazhuang, who just arrived at the door, stumbled and nearly fell.

"I see." He answered stiffly and left with his lunch box.

Su Hongshan looks at Han Dazhuang like that. The corners of her lips can't help but smile. Then she quickly gives him and Han Dazhuang another pot of noodles.

When Han Dazhuang came back, the noodles had just come out of the pot.

Seeing Han Dazhuang, Su Hongshan asked with a smile:

"you didn't steal it."

Han Dazhuang is embarrassed. He goes to wash his hands in silence with a black face. Then he comes to help Su Hongshan carry the food to the stone table and bench in the yard.