The Rebirth Wife Of The Seventies (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 39

Thin, melts in the mouth, the chicken and egg white blend into an incredible delicacy. The thick soup tastes mellow, and it will leave a fragrant after eating.

    The soup is the old soup stock that has been hanging for a night. It is very nutritious. A bowl of hibiscus chicken slices is not much, but it is enough for Xie Tingyu to taste slowly. He squinted his eyes, and there was an unstoppable pleasure flowing from his crooked pupils.

    Lunch time every day can be regarded as the most anticipated time for Xie Tingyu after recovering from his injury.

    Seeing piece by piece of chicken entrance, Shen Weimin's stomach gurgling loudly, he ran for a day, very hungry, not only very hungry, but also an uncontrollable desire from deep in his heart.

    I saw Xie Tingyu's thumb holding the porcelain-white soup ladle and scooping out thin slices. The jade-colored chicken slices were condensed with a thick layer, and they were very beautiful, delicious and delicate. The spoon was hanging in the air...

    Shen Weimin glanced hard, his forehead violently violently, turned around and hurried out of the door "stingly".

    Ye Qingshui couldn't help but laughed out loud.

    "Why don't you leave your friend for a meal?"

    Xie Tingyu calmly raised his eyelids. He said, "I don't have his food."

    Ye Qingshui cherishes food and doesn't like eating leftovers, so he eats according to the head. . The Ye family’s food is very fragrant, and the village is afraid that there are few people who can eat meat like the Ye family, and Xie Tingyu often feels that it’s not enough.

    Every time I finished eating, there was a feeling of unfinished meaning, especially when Liu Yiliang came to eat. This feeling was especially strong. Xie Tingyu is still thinking about the marinade short ribs two months ago.

    Since that time, Ye Qingshui has never done it again.

    Xie Tingyu asked, "When can I make small ribs with marinade?"

    Ye Qingshui took back the bowl he had eaten clean, and there was not a drop of soup left. His appetite is amazing, and his appetite is estimated to be able to eat poor women in the countryside, and he doesn't know how he survived in the educated youth cafeteria before.

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    Qingshui glanced at him: "You can't eat too much soy sauce when you are recovering. The scars are not beautiful ." Xie Tingyu has a very hideous wound on his back, which is very deep, and the other wounds are about to disappear, and it is still there. Such a beautiful back, with a wound, like a broken painting.

    Xie Tingyu was doing rehabilitation activities in the house. Hearing this, he stopped and leaned back against the wall to look at her directly. He suddenly asked:

    "It's not good-looking, you care about it?"

    Ye Qingshui pondered this sentence. I feel he cares a little bit.

    Maybe people who are good-looking, kind of mind this. Ye Qingshui was already trying his best to apply the medicine to him and change the wash, and other places were getting better, but it still refused to get better, unable to recover.

    She hurriedly said: "Why?"

    "A man leaves a scar to have a smell."

    Xie Tingyu listened, and his eyebrows stretched like a knife. He curled his lips, and the thin corners of his lips were slightly curved, very casual. Said: