The husband is the hunter

Chapter 379

Curious, Fang Lin put down her work and said with a smile, "Then you wait, I'll call your cousin out."

Brother Hao, who was playing in the room, had heard the voices outside a long time ago, and was walking out with his short legs. Seeing this, Fang Lin picked him up and held Zhao Yu with the other hand, "Let's go."

It's probably because the smell of meat is too strong. Fang Lin smelled it as soon as she entered the yard. She smiled and said, "Could it be that your mother made delicious food and asked me to taste it. If you have something good to think about me, it's not in vain that my aunt loves you so much." .”

"It's not my mother who did it." Zhao Yu curled his lips, his mother had a little sister in her belly, and she couldn't see anything meaty. He hadn't eaten meat for more than half a month.

Fang Lin was taken aback when she heard the words, as if she had thought of something, she looked towards the kitchen, and sure enough, under the eaves filled with snow, a tall and handsome man was looking at her intently with a smile on his face.

"Why do you..." Fang Lin felt a little warm in her heart, but also felt a little weird. She hugged her son and walked towards him and said, "Didn't you say to do it in our yard? Sister Li is pregnant, so I can't smell it."

Duan Nanshan smiled and scratched the tip of her nose, and took Brother Hao from her arms, "You forgot, today is your birthday, the food is ready, go inside." After all, he was afraid She was worried, and explained a few words, "I asked Sister Li, she is not so badly sick now, and today's dishes are light, and I specially prepared sour bamboo shoots for her."

Fang Lin almost never celebrates her birthday. In the farmer's family, unless she is an elderly woman, basically no married woman celebrates her birthday at her husband's house. Besides, she has lived a comfortable life in the past few years and has not paid attention to it at all. After all these details, what Duan Nanshan did this time really surprised her a bit.

The table in the room is full of dishes, nothing delicacies, but home-cooked dishes, but Fang Lin likes everything, there is a small stove in the middle of the table, with a pot on top, inside is a family The stewed rabbit meat is steaming.

After several years of marriage, Duan Nanshan still loves her as before. Fang Lin's eyes were slightly sour, and she smiled and said, "Aren't you reminding me that I am one year older?"

"No matter how old you are, don't be afraid. Isn't there a saying that holds your son's hand and grows old together? I think it's very good." Duan Nanshan has no self-consciousness in talking about love. He holds his son in one hand and picks up vegetables for her with the other. "Try it, I cook all the dishes today, I don't know if it suits your taste."

How could it not be to your taste? They met each other day and night, almost knowing what the other was thinking with just one look.

Fang Lin didn't say much, but nodded cautiously and said, "Okay." She remembered his thoughts like pearls and treasures, and cherished them dearly.

The snow outside the house was still falling, and there was constant laughter and laughter inside the house. The snowman with red nose and black eyes outside the yard curled his mouth, and his eyes seemed to be full of tenderness.

(End of this chapter)