Lu Hanting thought about Su Xi for a moment. He didn't have a deep impression of Su Xi. As one of the four wealthy families in Haicheng, the Su family is the most low-key, and Su Xi's presence is also very low.
He showed up when he first returned to Haicheng, and now that he thinks about it, it feels a bit mysterious like a dragon that has never seen its end.
Lu Hanting felt that he had seriously ignored this person. In fact, this person had always been there and played a very important role in the entire incident.
Lu Hanting handed the sapphire bowl in his hand to Xia Xiwan, "I heard that you and Su Xi grew up together and were childhood sweethearts?"
"Yes, my mommy likes Su Xi very much. Su Xi is my mommy's closest disciple."
"Your mommy?" Something suddenly flashed in Lu Hanting's deep narrow eyes. It seemed that he had never asked about her mommy, and she had never mentioned it either.
Xia Xiwan wanted to say something, but then Aunt Zhao walked in and said with a smile, "Miss Wanwan, I heard that you want to eat noodles today. I just went to grind some flour and now I will make hand-rolled noodles for you."
"Aunt Zhao," Xia Xiwan quickly took Aunt Zhao's arm and blinked sheepishly, "No need to go to such trouble, I have already bought ready-made noodles."
Aunt Zhao said fondly, "Those noodles don't taste good. I'll make them for you."
As she spoke, Aunt Zhao poured the freshly ground fine flour into a bowl, then added milk, eggs and a small amount of water, and began to roll the dough by hand.
Soon Aunt Zhao raised her knife and dropped it, and a plate of handmade noodles fell neatly on the plate.
Lu Hanting glanced at Aunt Zhao on the side. If he was not mistaken, this Aunt Zhao was not just a star chef. She should be the kind of cook hired by a wealthy family with a high salary.
"Wow Aunt Zhao, I haven't seen you for so long. Your cooking skills are getting better and better. Every time you help me cook, I don't need to do anything."
Aunt Zhao finished rolling the noodles with her hands, and quickly and skillfully mixed the sauce for a bowl of noodles. The sauce was so fragrant that you could drink several bowls of the sauce alone.
"Miss Wanwan, I didn't do anything. You still cooked this noodles yourself."
Xia Xiwan looked at what she had to do. She only needed to boil the water and put the noodles in. Her soul was wrapped up by Aunt Zhao. Did she cook the noodles herself?
"Aunt Zhao..." Xia Xiwan felt really sorry.
Aunt Zhao quickly showed a pitiful look, "Miss Wanwan, please don't be polite to us. You have such a large garden outside and we feed you all year round. If you don't let us help you with this little work,
, then do you think we have too much mouth and don’t want to give us food to eat?”
Xia Xiwan waved her hands, "No, no, that's not what I meant..."
"That's okay, Miss Wanwan, I'm leaving first."
After the work was done, Aunt Zhao quickly left. This is the most basic self-discipline of a cook.
However, Aunt Zhao walked to Lu Hanting, paused, and asked, "Miss Wanwan, who is this?"
Xia Xiwan looked at the man with her bright eyes, her eyes full of hope, and her sweet voice said, "He is my husband~"
He, my husband~
Lu Hanting's narrow eyes were filled with tenderness and tenderness.
"It turns out to be my uncle, uncle, Miss Wanwan, I'm leaving first." Aunt Zhao turned and left.
Uncle?
Lu Hanting stretched out his strong arm and hugged Xia Xiwan's slender waist. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Uncle? Miss Wanwan, why do I have the illusion of marrying into your family?"
Xia Xiwan asked her aunts to call her by her first name, Wanwan, but she didn't know why the aunts always liked to call her Miss Wanwan. The title of uncle was indeed a bit strange.
Xia Xiwan's delicate skin was stained with a layer of red as delicate as roses. She turned around, stretched out her delicate white fingers, and boldly hooked the man's handsome and resolute chin, "That's, Lu
Sir, I have a lot of land here, and I am a wealthy woman. Mr. Lu, why don't you stay and be my husband-in-law, and I will support you~"
Lu Hanting's life dictionary has not yet included the word "keep". He lowered his eyes, and the clean and refreshing masculine breath pressed into her, "You want me to be a softie, so you are after my lust."
Xia Xiwan suppressed her youthful shyness and looked at him provocatively, "Nonsense, how could I be lusting after you? I'm obviously... greedy for your body!"
Lu Hanting's eyes darkened and he touched her pretty red lips.
Xia Xiwan let out a frightened cry, quickly grabbed a red strawberry and stuffed it into his mouth. Her delicate body retreated from his arms, and she started cooking noodles seriously, "Mr. Lu, give it to me.
Be honest, you must listen to me on my territory!"
Lu Hanting chewed the strawberry, and the sweet taste of grandma's strawberry quickly spread in his mouth. He reached out to the girl's beautiful little face and pinched it, "You really want to raise me, but that little space is not enough. I understand."
Mrs. Lu?"
“…”
Okay, she was nakedly despised!
…
The two of them ate noodles together. Aunt Zhao's hand-made noodles with exclusive sauce were delicious. Xia Xiwan stood up and said, "Mr. Lu, you go wash the dishes."
Lu Hanting put away the dishes, then glanced at her, "What are you doing?"
"I'll wash your clothes." Xia Xiwan ran into the room.
At this time Aunt Zhou walked in. She was holding several sets of new clothes in her hands. She looked at Lu Hanting and said respectfully, "Uncle, I made some new clothes for you and Miss Wanwan. You can see if they fit."
Lu Hanting looked at the fine fabrics and the exquisite handmade threads on them. She was an embroiderer from the south of the Yangtze River.
"Let it go for now."
"yes."
Aunt Zhou put down her clothes.
At this time, Xia Xiwan's exclamation came from inside, "Aunt Li, why did you wash my clothes again?"
Aunt Li was wiping the glass with a rag, making the tiles shiny wherever she went. Hearing this, she looked at Xia Xiwan very aggrievedly, "Miss Wanwan, I didn't wash it. I don't have your underwear."
move."
“…”
Xia Xiwan scratched her hair. These aunts always do this. They leave her the boiling water for cooking noodles and leave her underwear for washing clothes. Anyway, they always have to leave something to tell her. These tasks are all hers.
self-made!
"Aunt Li!"
"Miss Wanwan, are you angry? Do you think the aunts are too old to clean up well?"
Xia Xiwan, "…"
The aunts do this trick every time, ah, she loses again.
…
Lu Hanting finished washing the dishes and walked into the room. Xia Xiwan had already washed the underwear of the two of them. The clothes exuded the faint fragrance of golden silk. She stood delicately on the balcony and hung the underwear of the two of them.
His were black striped underwear, and those on the sidelines were hers, thin fabric, cartoon pink, fluttering in the wind.