Pastoral Trifles: The Poor Girl Turns Over

Chapter 520 Plague 3
Song Fanhua and Cheng Huan came to the front of the vegetable shelf and saw that potatoes, cabbage, celery and nothing else were there. Cheng Huan tilted his head and asked, "Brother Fanhua, what do you want to eat?"

"Second Uncle has to go to work in the afternoon, let's make some stew, there are pancakes over there, it will make you feel more hungry!" Song Fanhua said with a smile while taking a potato and a cabbage.

Cheng Huan thought about it and felt that it made sense, so he nodded and said, "It's just that there is no meat. It would be better if there was meat. I will definitely be able to make something delicious!"

"Why is there no meat, you should have said it earlier!" Shen Cheng interjected, got up, walked to the door and shouted to the outside, "Xiao Chen, bring some meat!"

Cheng Huan looked at Song Fanhua suspiciously. Song Fanhua smiled and said, "The military camp is full of men. If they don't have meat all year round, they will lose weight. So they have a way to preserve their own ingredients. If it's cold today, the meat Put it all on ice!"

"So that's the case, then I'll do more and reward everyone later!" Cheng Huan smiled softly, sighing in his heart that he was too naive, and he was not a bunch of girls who didn't like meat, so he didn't think of this truth.

"Okay, I'll help you!" Song Fanhua peeled the cabbage as he said that, and Cheng Huan was not polite to him. Song Fanhua and Song Che depended on each other for life, and they were not as precious as ordinary males. Naturally, they knew how to do housework since they were young. You can also do a few simple things for cooking.

Shen Cheng turned around and saw Song Fanhua helping to deliver the meals. He was stunned for a moment and was about to say a few words. Seeing Song Fanhua's sincere and bright smile, he endured the words that came to his lips, so he quietly came to the table and sat down. Quietly watching the two busy.

"Huan'er, since there are so many people, let's put this in too, the leaves can be eaten with it!" Song Fanhua pointed at the celery, and said to Cheng Huan, Cheng Huan was cutting potatoes, glanced casually, and said: " I don’t know how to mix vegetables, just watch it!”
"Okay!" Song Fanhua agreed, and immediately began to choose dishes. Shen Cheng felt a little distressed when he saw Song Fanhua's skillful movements.

I thought it was just a hand that could write and write, but he was able to let go of the figure of a scholar to do things that ordinary men can't do. Even when he was in the army, he had learned how to cook and feed his stomach.
After returning home, in front of his wife, he always pretends to be the head of the family and allows her to serve him, not to mention those pampered people. Who can do this, and who is willing to do this.

I can't tell whether it is good or bad, I can only say that the benevolent sees the benevolent and the wise sees wisdom, but the way the two of them smiled softly and talked with each other, but the intimacy made people feel comfortable.

Shen Cheng sat quietly on the chair and watched. After a while, the soldiers brought the meat and the dishes were arranged. Cheng Huan coaxed Song Fanhua away and asked him to accompany Shen Cheng, while he got busy in the kitchen.

Song Fanhua walked over and sat obediently beside Shen Cheng. Shen Cheng smiled and said, "Nephew, I see that you have a very close relationship with this little girl. Are you going to let her be your woman in the future?"

"In another year, when Huan'er is older, I plan to ask my father to help me find a matchmaker to propose a marriage. After Jiji, she will marry her if she agrees to the truth!" It came out with a hint of sweetness.

He naturally fell on Cheng Huan's busy figure from the corner of his eye, and his eyes became more gentle, but in the same room, Cheng Huan's ears were sharp, how could he not hear Song Fanhua's words.

(End of this chapter)