The farm wife likes to farm

Chapter 91

After going to the street, Su Qingyun also bought two hairpins.

And Fang Yishan bought two more cakes and one sugar cube for Su Qingyun to eat on the way.

Su Qingyun symbolically ate two pieces and stopped touching them. Although she could eat some sweets, if they were too sweet, forget it.

Fang Yishan asked Su Qingyun: "Aren't the pastries and sugar cubes delicious?"

Su Qingyun blinked, tied the dog's tail grass in her hand around her fingertips, and said helplessly: "It's not that it's not delicious, it's just too sweet, and... the workmanship is also relatively rough. Throat itchy...uncomfortable!"

"Since it's uncomfortable, then don't eat it!" Fang Yishan nodded, held the pastry and sugar in his hands, thought for a while and said, "I will pay more attention to my husband in the future, and won't buy you too sweet."

He thought that girls like to eat sweet things, but he didn't expect Su Qingyun to be different from ordinary girls.

Looking at the sugar cube in Fang Yishan's hand, Su Qingyun thought for a while and said: "I seem to have a little fresh pork at home, which I soaked in cold water and left. This sugar is too sweet to eat, so I use it to make meat." How about braised pork?"

When it comes to braised pork, Su Qingyun swallows subconsciously. She always likes to eat meat, all kinds of meat.

Among them, braised pork, sweet and sour pork ribs, fried steak, spicy chicken, fat beef in sour soup, hairy crab, lobster and boiled fish fillets are her favorites.

Seeing Su Qingyun's eyes shining when he mentioned braised pork, Fang Yishan smiled with the corners of his mouth: "If you like it, just cook it when you go back."

"Okay." Su Qingyun grinned sweetly.

When I got home, it was already evening, and I saw the sun hanging on the mountainside, and it was slowly setting.

The afterglow shrouded the small wooden house on the mountainside, looking at the poetic and picturesque scenery like a fairyland from a distance, Su Qingyun felt particularly at ease and at ease.

Perhaps, this is the sense of belonging!

Su Yangxuan was running, and he had already run around the house more than a dozen times. When he saw Su Qingyun and Fang Yishan coming back, he hurriedly greeted him with a smile on his face: "Sister, brother-in-law, you are back."

"Well, we're back, have you practiced calligraphy obediently at home alone?" Su Qingyun smiled and rubbed Su Yangxuan's fluffy hair.

Su Yangxuan's face was red, his breathing was a little unstable, his eyes were fixed, and he said obediently: "Yes, I have already learned all the words my sister taught me, but..." He scratched the back of his head, " It’s just that the handwriting isn’t pretty.”

"It's okay, take your time. You've just learned calligraphy, so it's normal that your handwriting doesn't look good. When you practice more, your handwriting will be beautiful."

"Well, I will practice hard and strive to write as beautifully as sister's."

Su Yangxuan nodded vigorously, and looked at Su Qingyun with admiration.

Su Qingyun chuckled: "That's not okay, everyone has their own style, you are a boy and you can't follow my style of writing. You just need to write the words correctly, understand?"

"Yes, I understand." Su Yangxuan nodded, with the appearance of humbly asking for advice.

"Okay, let's run quickly! My sister is going to cook, and you can eat after you finish running."

Su Qingyun rubbed Su Yangxuan's head again, smiling lovingly.

In an instant, she felt like an old mother who carefully taught her son to become a talent.

Su Yangxuan's face turned even redder, and he even felt hot. He hesitated and said, "Sister, I've already prepared the meals. You and brother-in-law can eat first if you're hungry."

For some reason, he felt shyness and embarrassment from the bottom of his heart when he clearly saw his elder sister who grew up with him.

(End of this chapter)