The farmhouse's fierce wife is the master of the house

Chapter 35 Can You Talk Well?

Ye Xiangchun felt that he couldn't figure out Jingchen's brain circuit at all, and couldn't argue with him, so he could only stand at the kitchen door and wait and see.

But from Jingchen's point of view, Ye Xiangchun's eager eyes look like a puppy waiting for its owner to feed, her eyes are eager and innocent, wishing she could swallow the casserole.

Jing Chen suddenly felt his heart soften, and when he looked at the "clean" kitchen, he was in despair for Ye Xiangchun.

"Nothing?" Jing Chen pointed to the empty spice rack and asked.

Of course, if the small platform built by a simple partition can be regarded as a spice rack.

Ye Xiangchun shook his head, "There is no salt."

"..." Jing Chen was silent for a moment, poured out more than half of the water that had just been added to the casserole, and put the chopped potatoes in it.

"With so little water, can it be stewed?" Although Ye Xiangchun is not good at cooking, she is good at eating and picking.

Jing Chen gave a "tsk", raised his eyebrows, "Waiting to eat and still talking so much nonsense? Go inside and wait."

Ye Xiangchun said nothing, and didn't go back.Holding a shoulder pole with one hand, leaning against the door frame, like a supervisor.

I don't know if it's too hot near the stove, or because the small kitchen is not ventilated because of the setting sun, Jing Chen squatted in front of the stove for a while and sweated profusely.

Leaning on crutches, Ye Xiangchun walked over, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it over, saying: "If you don't wipe it, the potatoes will be just right."

Jing Chen's mind turned quickly, and he immediately heard Ye Xiangchun's meaning, and smiled.He took the handkerchief and wiped it on his forehead, and said, "You have a pretty sharp mouth."

"It's okay." Ye Xiangchun thought for a while, and then said: "Then you made the bamboo flute?"

Jing Chen: "Well, manual work is also okay."

Ye Xiangchun finally couldn't hold it anymore this time, and said with a "giggle" smile: "Can we two talk properly? It wasn't like this when you came here the night before yesterday. You sounded and looked very serious."

Jing Chen hooked the corner of his mouth and said, "I'm quite serious now."

With that said, Jing Chen removed the tiles covering the casserole, and turned it over with a wooden spatula with one corner missing.

Leaf toon can already smell the aroma wafting from the casserole. It is a little bit burnt, but it is not bitter, and it can arouse the appetite.

Her stomach growled without hesitation, in an exaggerated and appropriate manner.

Jing Chen laughed again in a low voice, and quickly covered the tile back with his hands, as if to cover up the fragrance.

Ye Xiangchun's stomach protested twice again, and when she was so embarrassed by the screams, Jing Chen turned off the fire under the stove, and brought down the casserole with a rag.

"Okay? Xiang!" Ye Xiangchun was really hungry at the moment, and leaned on a pole to make do.

"Wait a little longer." Jing Chen stood up as he spoke, spared Ye Xiangchun to go out, and did not forget to add: "I'll be back soon, don't steal it."

Ye Xiangchun's full attention was on the casserole, and his hand had already involuntarily lifted the tiles that covered the pot.

Jing Chen hadn't left the yard when he heard a crackling sound, followed by Ye Xiangchun's "ow" sound like a cat whose fur had been fried.

"It will be hot..." Jing Chen swallowed these two words slowly in a low voice, and walked out with big strides.

Ye Xiangchun scratched her fingers, stared at the broken tile lid and the steaming casserole and gulped.

But it was too hot, and she couldn't even eat it if she wanted to steal it.Sad reminder!

(End of this chapter)