A farmer's fierce wife

Chapter 921
In this way, Nanfeng can take a look at Brother Ye from time to time while chatting.

On the second day in the Song Mansion, Mrs. Song made some white fungus soup. Because of the cold weather, they ate it in hot pot for the past two days. There was a lot of pepper, and the white fungus was just right to calm down the anger.

After Mrs. Song was done, she called Brother Ye to come over to eat, and Brother Ye came over to eat without thinking.

"Nanfeng, I remember you were also studying cooking when you were in He-Ping County? Oh, I heard from my daughter," Mrs. Song said with a smile: "How much did you learn at that time?"

"This..." Nanfeng couldn't think of it.

"Then do you want to learn?" Mrs. Song smiled again: "I think, men are too busy to work outside, and it is also very happy to eat soup made by their wives from time to time."

Nan Feng nodded and said, "That's true."

Then he glanced at Brother Ye, and Brother Ye also glanced at Nanfeng at this time, and then said calmly: "Mrs. Song, how do you make this white fungus soup? I learned it first, and it will be the same for her to eat in the future."

south wind:"……"

Don't they say that ancient men didn't go near the kitchen?

Mrs. Song said with a smile: "Miss Nanfeng, look, this wild brother cares about you so much, my old Song rarely makes soup for me."

Nan Feng hurriedly said: "Master Song planted a plum tree for you."

"Oh, that's true. Why don't you tell Brother Ye what kind of trees you like, and ask Brother Ye to plant some for you."

Nan Feng smiled and said: "No need, I'm a big old man, I don't know much about trees and flowers."

……

Brother Ye sat down on the other side after eating the soup, Mrs. Song couldn't help asking Nanfeng: "Look, I separated the two of you, why don't you go back to your room and talk?"

Nan Feng hurriedly stopped him: "Madam Song doesn't need it, this... the future will be long, I'd better accompany you!"

"This..." Mrs. Song glanced at Brother Ye, who seemed to have eyes behind his back, and said without looking back, "Let's chat."

Mrs. Song was relieved, and so was Nan Feng. Mrs. Song asked Nan Feng if he could play chess, and Nan Feng said yes, which happened to be his strong point, so the two women began to play chess.

But Brother Ye put down the book, and went back to the house to get Danqing and started to draw.

The snowflakes outside are still falling, and there is a vast expanse of whiteness everywhere, and the outlines gradually appear on Brother Ye’s drawing paper: under the eaves, by the fire, two women, one old and one young, are playing against each other, the woman is wearing a red cloak , looking radiant and bright.

Nan Feng has been immersed in painting. After a game of chess, she turned to look in the direction of Brother Ye, and saw that Brother Ye had already drawn a picture.

He can draw?

She walked over slowly, and when she saw the painting clearly, she was stunned.

Both lifelike and incomparably expressive, the beauty is beyond words.

He is really a male god. He is handsome, good at kung fu, and can draw, especially after he finished painting, he signed his name and wrote his name in a vigorous and vigorous way. Nanfeng asked He said: "Can you play the piano? Can you play chess?"

Brother Ye turned and looked at Nanfeng: "Why does Feng'er ask such a question?"

"If you can play the piano and chess, then you are proficient in everything."

Super big man.

"There will be some," Ye Ge said.

Nanfeng felt that there were peach blossoms in her eyes again, but she had always been calm, even if her heart was agitated, she would not show it on the surface.

"Can you give me your painting?" Nan Feng asked.

(End of this chapter)