One hundred and tenth he is the sharp knife that shattered the venom
"Halo, shut up! I told you that we have a contractual relationship now and you have to pay wages. The contract does not include giving birth to a group of cubs for you." I interrupted him, and as usual, he wanted to
I discuss it as a commodity or a concubine.
"What? Just when I was showing you my passionate and broken heart, you changed the subject again." At this time, his black eyes began to sparkle with mockery again, and his face was serious just now.
completely disappeared, and a calm expression appeared on his face.
"Don't forget to write to Bai Wei. I will also write to Song Da." There must be a mischievous sparkle in my eyes.
"This sounds sweet and feminine. Maomao, I'm not as overbearing as you are. How can I put it? As long as I treat you better, you can become a sour jar. However, I love the sour jar smell.
." He also said mischievously.
I wasn't sure what he meant, and I was even more confused. He looked so weird. Just now he had an expression full of longing, and now he looked hurt and sarcastic. He stuffed his hands deeply into his trouser pockets.
.
I frowned and became angry again.
"I have to kill you this time. You are messing around and eating everything. How many sisters do you have waiting for you? I don't know why I still tolerate you - you are Ximen Qing through and through. Huh, get out of here."
I’m not just kidding, Mother Wang, please lend me the kitchen knife!”
He stood there grinning and grinning at me. I was confused for a moment, so in order to hide the inexplicable joy in my heart, I turned around and ran towards Wang Ma's cabin. When I turned around, I couldn't help but smile at him.
Yes, he is very cunning and unfathomable. It is very dangerous to deal with him, and he always holds the initiative. If you are not alert, a dull and sharp knife in your hand may become a knife in an instant.
The sharp knife is coming. He is the sharp knife that crushes the venom. I have to keep a good distance because I don't want to be hurt.
Then Na Miantang also followed to Wang Ma's hut. Wang Ma was not in the house. Na Miantang said: "I asked Wang Ma to go shopping for food in the morning and won't come back until evening. I will cook today's meal."
"This is your territory. I'm as hungry as a cow." My stomach started to protest.
"Don't eat cows," Na Miantang smiled. "Wang Ma only raised three cows and two horses, and two of them were inferior cows." He turned on the kitchen light, lowered his head and smiled at me: "Here's one.
How about a bowl of egg fried rice and a plate of fish-flavored shredded pork, plus a braised lion head and green claw salad?"
"I'm hungry. As long as I can eat quickly, what do you want me to do?" I stated again.
Mianshentang looked at me looking like a hungry tiger pouncing on food, and couldn't help but laugh: "I'm going to light the fire. If you go wash the dishes and I'll cut the meat, the meal will be ready soon."
"You wash the vegetables. I'll cut two eggs to eat first to cushion my stomach."
"Because the stove hasn't been turned on yet, Miss Greedy. There is a vegetable basket in the cupboard. There are some fresh fruits in it, which should be enough to satisfy your craving for a while. I'll turn on the stove." I could hear the mockery in his voice, but I ignored it.
Without losing his temper, he found the fruit and sat on the chair at the dining table, sitting with his legs bent, while he lit the stove and the pine forest crackled on fire.
Na Miantang threw a few pieces of firewood into the stove, and when the red-hot charcoal ash touched the dead leaves on the firewood, it suddenly glowed.
Miantang was cutting meat, and he opened his mouth wide to me. Seeing that he was immersed in hard work, I quickly fed him the banana in my hand.
The image of a little spoiled wife.
When I came back from washing the vegetables, I heard the sizzling sound of Na Mian Tang putting eggs into the frying pan.
"It smells so good!" I said excitedly, and couldn't help but reach into the pot to try it. Miantang doting patted my hand, and he took out a few pieces from the pot with chopsticks and fed them to me.
I couldn't wait any longer, so I reached into Xiaodie, picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into my mouth. He didn't expect me to do this, so he was slightly startled, frowned and pretended to reprimand: "Dirty and wild."
I snorted coldly and continued to eat mischievously with my chopsticks. Na Mian Tang put the spoon on the pot and looked at me with raised eyebrows.
I instantly discovered that Miantang was definitely not someone who knew how to cook, because at this moment he was wearing a rag tied to the waistband of his trousers, holding a long spoon in his hand, and he was flipping the dishes in the pot while keeping a distance.
I laughed.
"What's so funny?"
"I'm laughing at you. Look at the way you dodge the oil splash. This is cooking, not fighting with others. I should have thought that a young man like you can't cook. Do you know
The fire in the stove is about to set the kitchen on fire, so I'll do it."
He was protesting: "Nonsense! I cooked by myself when I was studying abroad. This reminds me of the happy times when I was a child." He flipped the eggs in the pot awkwardly, but they were already a mess.
I rescued my meal, grabbed his spoon, and decided to cook by myself. He breathed a sigh of relief, walked gently behind me, stretched his arms around my waist, and brought me into his arms.
My body trembled slightly and I didn't look back because the food in the pot was noisy and enthusiastic. I couldn't take care of him and shouted quickly: "Don't make trouble, the food is burning!"
But this guy’s hot kiss had already landed on my hairline. When I picked up the spoon and was about to hit me, my waist suddenly tightened and I was thrust into the man’s strong and warm arms: “I married a fierce man.
Mother-in-law, you are murdering your husband."
This sentence had an illusion of warmth, and I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in my heart. What the hell are we doing like this? I bit my lip, but did not say it out.
After finally preparing a rich Chinese meal, we sat at the dining table, both of us devouring our food. In this simple hut, everything seemed so warm and harmonious. I really felt that we were in harmony, and he
He is not so unpredictable, maybe he is just an ordinary man.
Anyway, I never had any image of a lady in front of him, and I was really hungry, so I ate in big gulps regardless of how I looked.
"Hey, do you have leg pain? Do you need some wine?"
A smile passed over Na Miantang's face. This smile was filled with joy and admiration: "Maomao, you are such an amazing child! A year ago, I was putting an oak barrel under the grape shed, and the barrel of corn was
Whiskey, it has been hidden in the ground for only a year. Now I will dig up the barrel of wine, and get us two glasses, some mint and sugar, and I will make cocktails."
After a while, Na Miantang walked in carefully holding two gourds. A few drops of whiskey hanging from the gourds had already sent the strong aroma of wine into the room before him.
"The wine tastes so good, Cat. It's not easy to release the wine from the barrel hole and pour it into the gourd."
He was familiar with making cocktails. He handed me a small glass: "Just one glass. You don't understand the nature of alcohol. This kind of wine will make you dizzy."
"Dizzy?" I smiled for a while. "Dizzy, I wish I could get drunk and forget everything." I took the cup from Na Miantang's hand, and the strong smell of wine forced her to frown and shrink her nose.
I quickly took a sip, and the hot liquid flowed down my throat and into my stomach, making me choke and shed tears.
Miantang's black eyes flashed with a funny look, and he looked down at me: "Drink a little more, and then let me sleep. You need to sleep."
I took a sip, and a stream of heat slowly rolled through my veins, flowing lovingly throughout my body until my fingertips felt burning. The feeling this pleasant fire made me feel was indescribable.
I excitedly said to Na Miantang: "Yes, the wine you mixed is really wonderful."
Na Miantang looked at my red cheeks and almost couldn't help laughing.
"Maomao, take a rest after drinking. My Miantang is here, so you don't have to worry about anything." His tone was like coaxing to a child, and I listened to what he said.
After drinking, we sat on the grapevine-covered porch in the full sunshine. I felt a little dizzy after drinking, and said softly, "I want to take a nap."
"Mao Mao." He responded hurriedly, picked me up, sat down on a big armchair, and held my body close to his like a child.
"I'm so dizzy, I'm so happy."
"After eating three dishes, two fried rice with eggs, and a cocktail I made myself, the taste is right for you. In the evening, I will take you to the town to eat real food. It's best to get some sleep now.
, In a few hours, there will be a lot of things to be busy with." He had a smile on his face, but his eyes were very gentle.
"Don't laugh at me, Na Miantang, I'm going to sleep." I sniffed the air, "It smells so good."
My head rested comfortably on his neck and I yawned.
After I fell asleep, Na Miantang still held me in his arms, like a child, and carefully wiped my face with his hands to relieve the alcohol. In the ancient town, the dazzling
The sun's vitality renders a silent curtain.
At ten o'clock in the sunset, I twisted my body slightly and woke up faintly. When I opened my eyes, I first saw Mian Tang's joking face. I smiled with satisfaction, stretched my waist and softly cried out in pain.
"I feel sore all over," I frowned and complained, "I'm hungry again."
"Maomao, you are bold and willful." Na Miantang whispered: "Get up, dear, you are about to break my legs."
"Ah, your legs, are you okay?" I looked frustrated and didn't care about anything after drinking.
He looked down at me with a smile on his lips: "It's okay, he didn't sit on my injured leg. However, my husband wants my wife to be responsible to the end. This is considered a work-related injury."
In the evening, Na Miantang took me to visit the small town. The shops in the town were full of dazzling products, which was really exciting. Going shopping with Na Miantang was also a kind of adventure in a wonderland. With him
Eating in a pub is also a fun and wonderful outing, which is more interesting than visiting a store.