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Chapter 21 Hands with Pen


    Anyway, Qi Xueqin felt very contradictory to this future mother-in-law, and she smiled as soon as she came back: "My third aunt is back, wash and eat."

    "Why are you cooking, Ozawa?"

    "He's helping me Do work."

    "Didn't he say that you are uncomfortable?"

    "I am, that one is here, it is not uncomfortable." The next day, that is, today, the amount is too uncomfortable, and it will be fine.

    Su Qiaomei nodded, but she was still very pleased that someone cooked for herself, or she didn't want to be so tired. She washed her head and face with water, and then set the table together with Qi Xueqin. Song Qingze came back just as soon as she set up the dishes and chopsticks.

    As soon as he entered the yard, he felt that this house was inexplicably warmer than other times. He didn't like to enter this house before, and he always felt lifeless. If it weren't for the woman, he would have walked out here to live alone.

    Now I don’t know why it’s different, the home is still that home...

    "Brother, you are back, let’s eat soon." A smiling face poked out from the door, and there was still hot water after entering the house. Song Qingze's heart also softened, blooming like steamed buns just out of the pot.

    But he was so gloomy and serious, he washed his face with only one promise, and then went into the room and sat at the table.

    Su Qiaomei went to the Kang, Qi Xueqin sat on the other side of Song Qingze and gave him a pancake and Su Qiaomei. Then he said a little nervously: "Try it quickly, can you still eat it?"

    Song Qingze's raised hand stiffened, and said suspiciously: "You did it?" Is also small.

    "Yeah, it's the first time I made it. I don't know if it tastes good or not. No, I don't know if I can eat it." It was strange for the first time, but she said this entirely to get a good impression in front of Song Qingze.

    Song Qingze didn't expect that one day he could still eat the rice cooked by this charming little girl. He took a sip, then nodded and said, "Not bad." He didn't taste the taste at all.

    Su Qiaomei said, "It's a bit harder. When I do it

    , I will post it and post it again and it will be softer." "Well, I know the third aunt, and I will improve it in the future."

    Qi Xueqin said with a smile, actually. When the man in front of her ate the cakes and vegetables she made, the inexplicable sense of happiness comforted her, and it seemed that it would be a good choice to cook for him in the future.

    I heard that Song Qingze's hand that stretched out his chopsticks trembled afterwards, thinking: She is really a good girl. I thought she was a hard-working eldest lady, but now it seems that the little girl is still very solid and willing to work. of. Although the time here is short, I get along well with the people in the village, which is much better than my own mother.

    Unfortunately, this person also specified whether it was his own.

    Suppressing some of the thoughts in his heart, he started to nail the boards on the kang again after the meal. This time it was really nailed, and then I planned to draw a curtain or something. But their home didn't have such a big piece of cloth, so they pulled a simple curtain underneath, so when they lay on the kang, they couldn't see anyone.

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