Quicky Wear Beautiful Wife- Destiny Changer-

chapter 19

Look, I'm going to chop wood."

　　Han Yue stood up and left the room with a sullen face.

　　Chen Jiao felt that the man seemed a little unhappy, but she really didn't mean to be sarcastic.

　　After staring at the slightly swaying door curtain for a while, Chen Jiao continued to eat candied haws.

　　In the backyard, Han Yue rolled up his sleeves and waved his ax vigorously. On the ground next to him, there were several tree trunks. They were all dead trees on the mountain. Han Yue dug them up by the roots, chopped them neatly, and then took them to the town to sell. .

　　"Brother, why don't you spend more time with your sister-in-law?" Han Jiang moved a small bench to sit down and asked in confusion. If you give him a fairy wife, he will not leave the house today.

　　Han Yue swung the ax time and time again, as if he didn't hear his brother's words.

　　What should we accompany? One is a charming young lady from a scholar's family, and the other is a peasant man with his face turned to the earth and his back to the sky. There is nothing to talk about.

　　"What's going on between you and Pearl?" Han Yue suddenly remembered his brother's marriage, "She's not angry that the wedding has been postponed?"

　　Han Jiang smiled and said, "She listens to me."

　　Han Yue nodded, women must be obedient.

　　There was an ax at home, and Han Jiang helped chop wood together, glancing into the main room from time to time.

　　"Is sister-in-law asleep?"

　　Han Jiang was surprised that the little woman didn't go out for a long time.

　　Han Yue has never seen such a woman. Farmer's wives are not busy in the front and back yards. They also like to go out and visit each other when not busy.

　　"You finish chopping the remaining pieces, and I'll go cook."

　　It was almost noon again, Han Yue threw the ax and said to his brother.

　　Han Jiang nodded.

　　Han Yue entered the kitchen and heard no movement in the east room. He quietly peeked through the gap between the door panel and the wall. Oh boy, Miss Jiao was actually sleeping on the kang!

　　Chen Jiao is really not that lazy, but she is tired of reading and there is no one around her to talk to. What else can she do if she is not sleeping? If she is at her parents' house, she can at least stick to Tian's side, and her brother will do the same when he comes back from private school. Tell her interesting stories from private school. Before going to bed, Chen Jiao was still thinking that maybe in a few days, she and the three Han brothers would be able to get to know each other and start chatting.

　　Outside, the more Han Yue looked at the charming lady, the more he felt that she looked like a pig. The fairy pig raised by Lin Boyuan and his wife was lazy and coquettish, and did nothing but eat.

　　Ignoring her, Han Yue kneaded the dough to make pancakes. When kneading the dough, he deliberately raised the dough high and then dropped it on the panel with a thud.

　　In the house, Chen Jiao was awakened by the big noise he made. She put on her shoes and went to the floor. She straightened her sleep-messed hair in front of the bronze mirror. Chen Jiao tentatively opened the thick door curtain.

　　In the north of the main room, Han Yue put the panel on the dining table. He sat aside, lowered his head to pick up a piece of dough, and rolled it into a cake with a rolling pin.

　　Chen Jiao saw a man cooking for the first time.

　　"You are so awesome, I can't even do it." Chen Jiao said enviously as she walked out.

　　Han Yue glanced at her. A seventeen-year-old farm girl couldn't even cook, but she still had the nerve to say so.

　　"That's because you don't want to learn. You will learn it once you learn it." Han Yue said firmly.

　　Chen Jiao didn't say anything. She didn't want to learn because she had no reason to learn. In the Duke's mansion, she had several maids to serve her. In the Lin family, her mother Tian Shi was reluctant to ask her daughter to do it.

　　"Come here and I'll teach you."

　　Miss Jiao wanted to stay silent, but Han Yue came up with an idea and asked Chen Jiao to sit next to him on a small bench.

　　Chen Jiao bit her lip and sat down bravely.

　　There were several pieces of freshly cut dough on the table. Han Yue put the rolling pin into Chen Jiao's hand and taught her how to roll it into cakes. Chen Jiao is just a coquettish person, not stupid. Under Han Yue's guidance many times, she actually learned how to roll cakes. Chen Jiao had a very boring morning. Now that she had dough to play with, she was quite happy. She sat down next to her husband obediently. After playing with her husband, she took the initiative to grab a piece of dough, which made her little hands covered with dough. noodle.

　　She studied seriously, and Han Yue was very satisfied.

　　After the cakes were rolled out, Han Yue sat in front of the stove, heated the pot, and asked Chen Jiao to put the cakes into the pot.

　　Chen Jiao held a piece of cake in her hand and looked at the sizzling hot oil in the pot, not daring to get close.

　　Han Yue put down the fire stick, walked to her side, took her hand and stretched it into the pot.

　　The first piece of cake went out of the pan, and Han Yue asked Chen Jiao to make the remaining pieces.

　　Chen Jiao lowered it down one by one, which went smoothly.

　　"It's time to turn it over." Han Yue handed the spatula to her.

　　Chen Jiao tried to flip it, but the first time she did it, the pancake was not shoveled firmly and fell into the bottom of the pot. Before Chen Jiao could react, the splashed oil spots fell on the back of her hand, which made her scream in surprise. With a sound, he dropped the spatula and stepped back.

　　Han Yue grabbed the spatula in time, turned over some cakes in the pot, and turned around to ask her, "Are you okay?"

　　Chen Jiao lowered her head and shook her head.

　　Han Yue saw that she had put her hands behind her back, probably because they were burned, so he sighed inwardly and said, "You go wash your hands, and I'll do it by myself."

　　Chen Jiao went to scoop up water, and when she was about to wash her hands, she realized that the red spot on the back of her hand that had been burnt by oil had now turned into a blister, which was ugly and painful.

　　"Brother, I'm back." It was the voice of Han Xu, the third child.

　　Han Yue replied: "The rice will be cooked soon. Please put the bowls and chopsticks on the table and call your second brother in."

　　The three brothers were busy with their own business. Chen Jiao washed her hands and went out without waiting to be called to eat.

　　Lunch was pancakes, leftover fried peanuts from the morning, and half a bowl of chili sauce.

　　The three Han Yue brothers ate each cake directly. Then Han Yue also cut a few pieces of small cakes, first put two small pieces into Chen Jiao's bowl.

　　"Do you want to wipe it off?" Han Yue asked her.

　　Chen Jiao couldn't bear the spicy food and shook her head.

　　Han Yue directly smeared a layer of red chili sauce on his cake, held it with his left hand, and picked up the peanuts with chopsticks in his right hand.

　　Chen Jiao followed his example, holding the cake with her left hand and never raising her right hand.