Chapter 206 Old Father Zhao Han

What Zhao Han said was not the slightest exaggeration.Letting her sit alone on the long bench outside, he was not at ease in the wilderness, so he went directly to the kitchen and kicked the grandparents and grandchildren out of the store, and let Bai Jin sit on the small bench. That's when I started cooking.

The store's grandfather had already gone to chop firewood, but the little granddaughter Dou Kou sat beside Bai Jin curiously.

"Sister, you don't really need to do it. My grandfather cooks delicious food." The little girl looked at the tall and handsome man skillfully chopping vegetables for cooking. She turned her gaze away and whispered to Bai Jin.

Bai Jin regained consciousness after being told by the little girl. She looked at Zhao Han, only to see that Zhao Han was frying her favorite green vegetables.

"The one who spoke, come over and light the fire." Zhao Han turned his head, his voice was obviously directed at Cardamom.

Cardamom: "..." She froze for a moment, the strong sense of oppression made her obediently sit in front of the stove.It was at this time that she realized that the rice had already been washed in the pot.

"Brother, did you bring this rice?" It was the first time Cardamom had seen such good rice, and the steamed rice must be very fragrant.

"Don't bark." Zhao Han replied blankly.

Cardamom was so frightened that the firewood in his hand almost dropped.

"Don't scare people." Bai Jin looked at the little girl, she was still young.

"Do you want to add chili?" Zhao Han directly ignored her question and asked back.

Bai Jin's attention was drawn away immediately: "Yes."

Cardamom watched from the side, always felt that she couldn't get into the atmosphere between the two no matter what, that sister was okay, and that brother completely rejected her.

After working for about half an hour, Zhao Han kicked Bai Jin out.

But when she sat down, when Bai Jin saw the food on the table, she suddenly froze.

In front of him was a large plate of rough rice and a plate of meat.And in front of her was a bowl of delicate rice and a plate of carefully fried vegetables, which seemed to be according to her taste.

She was indeed stunned, and she looked up at him.

"Moved?" Zhao Han pursed his lips.

Bai Jin stretched out her spoon and dug a mouthful of coarse rice into his plate.

However, before she had time to eat, the man's slender and strong hand held her hand, and then sent the coarse rice to his mouth.

"Eat your meal honestly." The man withdrew his body, and had already started eating his rough meal.

"You used my spoon, what should I do?" Bai Jin looked at the spoon in his hand angrily and amusedly.

"Then you use mine?" Zhao Han deliberately took a bite before handing out the spoon.

With a "snap", Bai Jin's hand directly patted his arm.

Does it make a difference?

Bai Jin snorted, put down the spoon, and only used chopsticks. Seeing this scene, Zhao Han narrowed his eyes dangerously.

I have to say that Zhao Han's cooking still suits her taste the most.

Just when she was about to finish the last bite, Zhao Han suddenly reached out, dug a spoonful of vegetables with the spoon, and fed it directly to her mouth.

Seeing Bai Jin's round eyes widen in surprise, he pursed his lips happily.Bai Jin reached out and patted him.The bench was very narrow, afraid that she would fall, the man stretched out his hand to protect her and let her beat him.

Cardamom has been lying on the back of the thatched hut and watching the two people. She remembered this scene vividly for many years in the early summer afternoon.

【Ask for a ticket】

 Update one wave first, and make up another wave later.It's Tuesday, tickets are needed! !Don't lie to me, tell me, I'm going to pick your pockets!

  
 
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