Nongmen Hot Wife

Chapter 393

After Chen Yin took the book and left, Lai Zhuang turned to look at Bing Rong'er.

"I'll let Grandpa heal the wound on your face, don't worry."

Bing Rong'er was very grateful that he thought of herself, but when she thought of that old man, she frowned.

"But grandpa...will he agree?"

In fact, she also wanted to heal the wound on her face, which woman would live a lifetime with the scar on her face.

"Give it to me from grandpa, and I will persuade him to treat your face."

With Lai Zhuang's words, Bing Rong'er wept with joy.

"you are so kind to me."

Lai Zhuang looked at her, and after a while, he said, "Is there something wrong with you that makes Xiao Ran unhappy?"

"Who is Xiao Ran?"

"It's the one who talked to you this morning." Lai Zhuang said.

Bing Rong'er shook her head: "It was the first time I met her this morning, how did I get her?"

Speaking of this, Bing Rong'er lowered her head slightly and frowned.

Could it be that she targeted her like this because of Chen Yin?
The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this was a possibility, Bing Rong'er raised her head and looked at Lai Zhuang.

"Could it be because of Miss Chen?"

Lai Zhuang frowned, thinking it was impossible.

"Think again."

Bing Rong'er suddenly remembered that dead child, could it be because of that child?

Lai Zhuang kept looking at Bing Rong'er, seeing that she didn't continue to ask.

"Forget it, I'll cook you something to eat."

Bing Rong'er grabbed him and said softly: "I'll go by myself! It's not suitable for you, a big man, to go to that kind of place."

Bing Rong'er left after speaking.

Lai Zhuang didn't keep up, he suddenly remembered what Zhou Yiran said... men and women are equal.

Bing Rong'er came to the kitchen and looked at Zhou Yiran in the kitchen, but she didn't say anything.

Zhou Yiran also saw her, glanced at her and continued to wash her dishes, but her mouth was empty.

"The water is boiling in the pot right now, if the ice girl is hungry, wait a while!"

When Bing Rong'er saw the bucket of chickens and ducks beside the stove, she understood what she was doing to boil water.

"Where is the ice girl from?"

"People from Baicheng." Bing Rong'er replied.

"It turns out that she is from Baicheng. Miss Bing loves Brother Lai very much, right?"

Although Bing Rong'er didn't know what she meant by asking, she nodded and answered.

"Ah."

"In this case, I don't know why Bing Maiden left ten years ago?" Zhou Yiran looked back at Bing Rong'er, staring at her and smiling.

Bing Rong'er also looked at her, and then looked aggrieved.

"It wasn't that I wanted to leave back then, but that I was killed."

"Oh, that's it, you should come back after your injury is healed!"

"I lost my memory, I just remembered it a month ago." Bing Rong'er lowered her head after finishing speaking.

The moment she lowered her head, her expression changed. Is this Zhou Yiran questioning herself?
"It turned out to be amnesia, but it's hard for Lai Zhuang." After she finished speaking, she saw the water in the pot steaming, and she turned around and poured the water in the pot into the bucket.

The water is just enough to cover the chickens and ducks in the bucket.

"Okay, you are busy with your work, I will go and beat the chicken and duck."

The chicken and duck are going to be eaten tomorrow. After all, tomorrow is the Chinese New Year, so we have to prepare in advance.

After she left the kitchen with the bucket, Bing Rong'er took a deep breath, turned around and looked at what could be eaten in the kitchen.

Half an hour later, Zhou Yiran came back with the dissected chicken and duck. Looking at Bing Ronger who was still in the kitchen, she frowned slightly, walked over to put the bucket down, and asked.

"What are you doing?"

Bing Rong'er turned around and saw her back, so she told her: "I'm making snacks for Brother Zhuang, it's almost ready, you can try it later."

"Okay." Zhou Yiran smiled slightly, and then went to do her own business.

After a while, Bing Rong'er's dim sum came out of the pot, and she immediately brought it over for Zhou Yiran to taste.

"You try it."

"Let's put it aside for now! I'll make it here and taste it."

Bing Rong'er looked at her hands, smiled and nodded.

"I'll put that line on the table aside for you."

She watched Bing Rong'er leave the kitchen, she glanced at the snacks on the table and didn't look again.

Ren Xing came over with three fish in his hand.

"Mrs. Zhang, where is this fish?"

"Just put it in the bucket, you fill some water." She pointed to the bucket with her hand.

"Okay." Ren Xing put the fish in the bucket and filled the tank with water.

After filling a few ladles of water, he lifted the bucket aside and set it aside.

When I turned around, I saw the snacks on the table, and immediately asked: "Mrs. Zhang, who is this snack for? I'll bring it to you."

"If you don't give it to anyone, if you want to eat it, you can eat it!"

Ren Xing shook his head: "How can this work?"

"It's the dessert made by the ice girl. Save some for me. I won't be able to finish this job for a while. The dessert will not taste good when it's cold. Take it out and share it with everyone."

When he heard that it was made by the ice girl, Ren Xing was impolite, took a piece and took a bite.

Zhou Yiran saw him frowning with disgust, so she asked curiously.

"what happened?"

"It's not half as delicious as Miss Chen's."

"Really?" She wiped her hands on the apron, went to take a bite of a piece of cake.

Ren Xing looked at Mrs. Zhang and asked, "How is it?"

Zhou Yiran's expression was not as exaggerated as Ren Xing's, but this snack was indeed not delicious, but if it was kept in a poor family, this snack would be considered delicious.

"It's still edible, let's share it with everyone! After all, it is made of food and cannot be wasted."

Ren Xing nodded, holding a plate of dim sum and said: "Then I'll share it with everyone."

"Well, let's go!" He said and stuffed the remaining snacks in his mouth.

Although it's not delicious, it's not too bad. I guess Ren Xing is used to eating good food with Lai Zhuang, so that's why he has a tricky mouth.

Ren Xing came out with a plate of dim sum, and Zhang Mo was practicing outside. Looking at the dim sum in Ren Xing's hand, he thought it was made by his mother, so he ran over.

"Uncle, can you give me two of these snacks?"

Ren Xing was naturally willing to give it to him, and gave him two.

Zhang Mo ate it as soon as he got it, and frowned as soon as he took a bite.

"This is not a snack made by my mother."

"This is indeed not made by your mother." Ren Xing told him with a smile, "This is the dessert made by the ice girl."

As soon as he heard that the woman made it, he immediately put the snack back.

Seeing him put the snack back, Ren Xing frowned slightly and asked him curiously.

"Why don't you eat?"

"It's not delicious." My brother said to himself, that woman is insidious, who knows if she will have a stomachache after eating it.

"You really don't want to eat?" Ren Xing asked.

"Don't eat." Zhang Mo is also very backbone, shaking his head and resolutely not to eat.

"Since you don't eat it, I'll serve it to others."

Ren Xing went to Lai Lao's side with snacks, and met Ren Chaofan.

Ren Chaofan saw the dim sum he was holding and asked, "Who made this dim sum?"

After Ren Chao asked, he stuffed one into his mouth, chewed it, and said, "This snack is not as good as before, but it's okay to eat, and I just haven't had enough in the morning."

Seeing him eating, Ren Xing gave him the whole plate.

"Then you eat all of them. Mrs. Zhang asked me to share with everyone, but it seems that only you can eat."

"Why am I the only one who can eat?" Ren Chaofan asked curiously.

"Because they don't eat it, you say you don't eat it?" Ren Xing looked at him.

Seeing him looking at him like this, Ren Chaofan nodded: "I will eat."

"That's all right, remember to send the plate to the kitchen after you finish eating, I have to go to grandpa's, so I won't tell you more." Ren Xing patted him on the shoulder after he finished speaking, and then left.

After he left, Ren Chaofan went to look for the young master with snacks. He couldn't finish these snacks by himself, so it was better to send some to the young master.

However, when he came over with the dim sum, he saw a plate of identical dim sum next to the young master, and stood at the door frowning.

Lai Zhuang looked at the plate of dim sum in his hand and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I originally wanted to give the young master a snack, but it seems that I don't need it."

Lai Zhuang glanced at the dim sum on the table beside him, and said, "If you want to eat this, take it together!"

Just as Ren Chaofan was about to refuse, the young master put a snack in his hand.

Looking at the two plates of snacks in his hands, he raised his head and looked at the young master in front of him.

"Young master, I can't finish eating!"

"If you can't finish eating, share it with Ren Chaofan." Lai Zhuang said in a low voice.

After finishing speaking, he gave Ren Chaofan a look, meaning that if you don't take it away, you will look good.

Ren Chaofan felt that he shouldn't have come here. There is no reward for kindness, and it is better to be a bad person.

He left with two plates of snacks.

Zhang Mo looked at Ren Chaofan with two plates of snacks in his hand, frowning, and laughed.

"Uncle Renfan, what's wrong with you?"

Ren Chaofan looked at Zhang Mo and walked over.

"Do you have a snack?"

Zhang Mo shook his head decisively: "Don't eat."

"Shouldn't children love to eat snacks? Why don't you like them?" Ren Chaofan wondered.

"If this dim sum was made by my mother or Aunt Chen, then I would definitely eat it, but unfortunately it was made by that woman surnamed Bing, so I won't eat it."

"You said this dessert was made by that woman Bing Rong'er?" Ren Chaofan asked in surprise.

"Yes, uncle, don't you know?" Zhang Mo blinked, and the long eyelashes looked pretty when swept.

Ren Chaofan finally understood why that foodie Ren Xing would kindly give him snacks, and also understood why the young master did that just now.

Feelings are not willing to eat, and then I became a victim.

Seeing that he looked a little scary, Zhang Mo took two steps back, and then gave him an idea.

"If you really don't want to eat it, then feed it to the chickens, so there is no waste."

Ren Chaofan felt that this method was feasible, and a smile appeared on his face immediately.

"You are really smart."

"That's for sure, and I don't even look at who my mother is." Zhang Mo's tail immediately cocked up.

Ren Chaofan smiled and rubbed his head, said to practice well, and then he walked over to the chicken shed with a snack.

On Lai Zhuang's side, as soon as Ren Chaofan left, Bing Rong'er came out of the room.

"Brother Zhuang, don't you like my dim sum?"

"No." Lai Zhuang replied.

"Then why did you give all the dim sum to Ren Chaofan?" Bing Rong'er asked, her face full of grievances.

Lai Zhuang put down the book in his hand and comforted her: "You forgot, I don't like sweet things."

Hearing what he said, Bing Rong'er's face was a little stiff, and she was thinking about what happened to Lai Zhuang before.

As far as I can remember, I don't think I've ever seen him eat sweets.

Thinking of this, she felt relieved, and didn't talk about it anymore.

(End of this chapter)