D*mn It, Who Wants To Be With A Love Rival?

7

Lin Zhen still had more than half of the firewood to chop. He put down the ax and went to the well in the dark to wash his face and hands before returning to the house.

After entering the room, he saw Ji Congzhe pointing proudly, "Try it."

After Lin Zhen sat down, he picked up the spoon and took a suspicious sip of the soup. For a moment, he felt as if the last time he drank such soup was a lifetime ago. After a long day, I was hungry, and it was a cold winter. Such a mouthful of delicious hot soup flowed into my stomach, and my whole body was relieved of fatigue.

The winter bamboo shoots were crisp and tender, and the steamed radish was soft and glutinous. Apart from the wedding banquet, this was already the most comfortable meal he had eaten in this world.

The two of them swept away the food, not even the soup was left.

"You can cook the meals from now on."

Ji Congzhe said dissatisfied, "Why? You have to chop firewood today, so I help you. We have divided the work in advance. I will be responsible for washing the vegetables and washing the rice."

"You cook the vegetables . It's delicious." Lin Zhen thought about it again and added, "It tastes better than what I cooked."

He looked at Ji Congzhe, his eyelashes trembling slightly like black butterflies under the yellow light, his eyes looking quite sincere. .

Ji Congzhe couldn't hide things. Hearing his compliment, he grinned with joy, "Hey, since when did you start to be so sweet? But I think what you said makes sense. Look at what you fired." What's the name of a radish? How about the radish I got today?"

Lin Zhen nodded, "It's delicious, the radish is delicious, the bamboo shoots are also very fresh, and the rice is better than mine."

Lin Zhen said with an expressionless expression . , Ji Congzhe couldn't find him. "Okay, okay, I'll cook from now on. I'm thinking about how I can work as a chef in the village. From now on, people at funerals and weddings will call me Chef Ji to help."

Lin Zhen looked at it . Looking at his lively look, I couldn't help but raise the corners of my mouth.

He hadn't finished chopping the firewood, so the task of washing the dishes naturally fell to Ji Congzhe. Although the latter was cursing and looking reluctant, he finally went to the well carrying the lead bucket containing the dishes.

Lin Zhen put the flashlight on a small branch beside the well, and the light was just enough for Ji Congzhe to wash the dishes.

He is an extremely serious person with a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder. Originally, Ji Congzhe asked him to save the endless cuts for the next day. It was almost ten o'clock.

But Lin Zhen looked at the firewood petals and still insisted on picking up the axe. He just told Ji Congzhe to take a shower before going to bed.

Does he still need to say this? I went up the mountain all day today, carrying trees and digging bamboo shoots. My body was covered in pine hair and sawdust, which scratched me very much.

Ji Congzhe closed the door and listened to the crackling of wood outside the door while taking a shower.

He was exhausted today. He is a tall and powerful man, but he has never done this kind of work since he was a child. He started fighting as soon as his body touched the eyelids of the bed. I don’t know when Lin Zhen will finish it. Bed.

The weather was getting colder, and there was another crack in the glass window on the second floor. The wind in the middle of the night in December blew the curtains, and they were already chilling just listening to them, not to mention that the quilts they both had were only four months old. It weighs so much that even a man with a hot body can't stand it.