The Age of Rebirth: The Stepmother of the Sick Beauty Just Wants to Salt Fish

Chapter 901 is different

By the pool, Jiang Li was about to wash the long beans, soaked fungus, and mushrooms that Jiang Guoan had chosen in front of him. Unexpectedly, Luo Yanqing cleaned up the chopping board. Seeing this, he immediately took over Jiang Li's work.

"I'm different?"

Jiang Li raised his pretty eyebrows slightly, and looked at the man steadily.

"Different."

Luo Yanqing responded, washing the vegetables without stopping, he said, "I don't want your hands to get cold."

Luo Yanqing said these words very naturally, and there was no abnormality in his expression at all, just like a normal conversation with Jiang Li, but when it fell into the ears of Jiang Li and Jiang Guoan, who was sending firewood to the stove, it seemed Don't mean it.

"Then what do I do?"

Jiang Li's eyebrows were curved, she looked at Luo Yanqing with a smile in her eyes, and her whole heart was warmed by Luo Yanqing's words just now.

And Jiang Guoan was supported!

"Go to the living room and rest, it's warm there."

Luo Yanqing's eyes were doting, and he looked at Jiang Li: "Go, the kitchen door is open, it's very windy here."

"I do not want."

Jiang Li stood still.

Luo Yanqing asked, "Isn't it cold?"

"It's not cold at all with you by my side." Jiang Li smiled: "Let me chop vegetables."

Unexpectedly, Luo Yanqing shook her head: "No need, I'll just come. You really don't want to go to the living room, so just stay here and talk to me."

As he spoke, he put the washed vegetables on the chopping board, and took another piece of fresh pork to rinse under the tap.

Jiang Li glanced at the ingredients on the chopping board, and asked with a smile, "What kind of dishes are you frying?"

"One pot stew."

Luo Yanqing responded.

"Your pot of stew, in mother's words, is actually called braised vegetables."

Curving the corners of his lips, Jiang Li said in a sweet voice, "I like to eat your cooking."

"Don't you like my steamed flower rolls, steamed buns, and boiled porridge?"

Luo Yan's clear and ink-stained phoenix eyes were full of smiles, and without waiting for Jiang Li to make a sound, he said again: "Stand by my side, with me blocking, you can reduce the wind."

"Oh."

Jiang Li responded and moved to the other side of the man.

Jiang Guoan was really overwhelmed. He wanted to leave the kitchen to get some fresh air and exercise, but he felt that it would be a bit abrupt for him to leave like this. He had no choice but to continue to be supported.

At this time, Jiang Yiyang walked into the kitchen.

Jiang Guoan raised his eyes, and the two happened to meet their eyes. Seeing that Jiang Yiyang was about to speak out, Jiang Guoan raised his hand to signal Jiang Yiyang not to speak out.

Jiang Yiyang was puzzled, and couldn't help but follow Jiang Guoan's gaze, and saw her sister-in-law and uncle standing in front of the chopping board, talking and laughing, the atmosphere between them was warm and harmonious, as if the two of them had never been in the kitchen. Outside, no one else exists.

"Why don't you let me speak?"

To be honest, Jiang Yiyang naturally envied Jiang Li and Luo Yanqing's way of getting along, but he still didn't understand why his uncle didn't allow him to make a sound, so he asked with his eyes.

Jiang Guoan also responded with his eyes: "There is no reason."

The brat made a sudden noise, was he trying to make his precious sister feel uncomfortable?

"I was hurt by milk!"

Pointing in the direction of the living room, Jiang Yiyang was aggrieved, covering his chest, making a heartache to Jiang Guoan, and he continued to convey with his eyes: "Uncle, won't you comfort me?"

Jiang Guoan rolled his eyes: "Go aside." His old mother hurt him, that brat deserved it.

He didn't need to think too much, he could guess that the brat probably offended his wife.

Otherwise, his old lady would "throw a knife" at her grandson?
"Uncle, do you still have any uncles or nephews?"

Jiang Yiyang's eyes were resentful.

"Go aside."

(End of this chapter)