Dear,You Lose

Song Wenqing saw the changes of the little guy these two days.

He can be so lively today, and that little woman over there has an inseparable connection.

Now listen to two people sing a harmony, unexpectedly feel incomparably satisfied.

"If you want to eat meat quickly, come and help!"

What can small potatoes do?

Knowing that he said it on purpose, Yin Qiqi turned his mouth.

In the heart silently scolded him two, but the person is also very clever stand up body, walked past.

"What can I do for you?"

"Let's move the wooden Dunzi over there first." looking along the direction of his fingers, Yin Qiqi felt his old blood choked in his throat.

As for her small body, it's not deliberately embarrassing!

It took a long time to move, but it took less than half.

Song Wenqing couldn't see it any more, so he put down his machete and went to help.

Seeing that he moved up easily, Yin Qiqi silently looked down at his little wrist.

This is the gap!

Afraid that time was too late, he squatted for a while, and then Yin Qiqi turned and went to the kitchen.

It's cold now. I have to put it with noodles first. I don't know when I can wake up.

And the day is getting warmer. She looked at it yesterday and found that few people have any better spring clothes. She has never learned needlework. Now she has to start work and learn it slowly.

By the way, the original owner hasn't made clothes since he married, let alone measured them.

Facing a pile of cloth in a daze, the bedroom door was pushed open from the outside.

"What's the matter?"

Seeing the man outside, Yin Qiqi was stunned. He didn't understand why he came suddenly.

"Don't you want to make a pie? I cut a piece of meat and you come out to see if it's enough."

Song Wenqing won't admit that he was just like Zhongxie. He couldn't see her and didn't work hard.

"Ah? Oh, I'm going to have a look. By the way, you cut more. I've specially made more noodles, but I've sent some to my parents. "

If it were not for these days, song Wenqing would suspect that the woman around him had been changed.

"It's hard for you."

"One pot is also to do, two pots are also to do, what hemp is not troublesome."

Go to the yard, see song Wenqing on the wooden Dunzi meat, dislike frown.

"That's it? You can cut more and choose some tender meat, or the pie won't taste good. "

With that, no matter what reaction he made, he went to pick up the meat and went to the kitchen.

Although he had never eaten wild pork, Yin Qiqi also knew that the meat should not be too delicious. When he made it, he chopped it into meat paste and added some vegetables to make it flavored.

"Do you want to try?"

Looking at the man standing by and looking at the pie, Yin Qiqi laughed and joked.

I didn't expect that he would agree. After all, many modern men insist on "gentlemen are far away from cooking", not to mention the antiques thousands of years ago.

What's more, he is still a gentleman who will take part in the scientific examination in the near future.

"Yes, but I didn't do it."

Hearing that he should come down, Yin Qiqi almost didn't lose his chin.

"Are you kidding me? Has the boar been taken care of? "

"There are so many times when you have to be busy alone. Anyway, I'm idle."

I didn't expect him to be so intimate. To be honest, many men can't do this step in modern times, but I didn't expect her to experience it in an ancient person today.

I have to say that the feeling of being cared for is not bad.

Originally thought that he just casually said, but did not expect that he turned to wash his hands back and sat down with his sleeves in a decent manner.

"What can I do?"

Thinking that it was to be eaten, Yin Qiqi also tried to embarrass him.

"You knead the noodles first," he said, pushing the kneaded noodles over to let him try his hand. "It's almost as hard as this."

If this side is too hard, the taste of the pie will be greatly reduced.

Seeing his clumsiness, Yin Qi's stomach hurt with laughter.

"If you torture me like this, I'm afraid it won't work. Otherwise, I'll teach you how to make pies."

Just seeing that she had done more than a dozen skillfully, song Wenqing was already moved.

"Not bad."

But what he didn't expect was that it was still not easy for him to make such a simple move.

Looking at the chopping board which was made a mess by him, Yin Qiqi wanted to slap himself before going back to yijixiang.

"It seems that your hands are only suitable for carrying pens and books. Let me do the work in the kitchen."

I thought song Wenqing just didn't say to give up, but I'm sorry, but I didn't expect to hear her suggestion, so I refused seriously."In the future, if I enter the officialdom, everything may happen. How can this little pie embarrass me?"

It's a real shame!

Yin Qiqi rolled his eyes silently in his heart, but he didn't say any more words to let him give up.

Just looking at the white face he had ruined, it was false to say no heartache.

"I'll slow down a little bit. You watch carefully."

Put the dough flat on your hand, scoop two scoops of stuffing with a spoon and put it on.

The first two steps were well learned, but song Wenqing was in a hurry as soon as he finished the whole round.

"Oh, slow down, don't worry."

He couldn't help but wanted to help, but he was refused by song Wenqing.

"Practice makes perfect. If I do two more, I'll be proficient. Don't you think I've made it?"

Yin Qiqi also knew that he should encourage him more.

But when my eyes touched the shapeless group on the chopping board, and I could hardly identify the shapeless group, I couldn't praise it.

"Can't I do it well?"

Forcing himself to nod, Yin Qiqi realized that the man still had such a narcissistic side!

But despite the bumpy process, the pie was made before lunch.

Looking at the hot pie just out of the pot, the potato couldn't help licking his lips on the stove.

"Sister in law, it's so fragrant."

"Greedy cat, sister-in-law will give you a taste first. Be careful, don't burn it."

"I'll do it."

With that, without giving Yin Qiqi a chance to react, song Wenqing went forward and pushed the people away.

Quick hands and feet took two pies and put them in the bowl respectively, and handed them to the two greedy cats.

"Watch out for the heat."

Aware that Yin Qiqi's eyes fell on him, song Wenqing cleared his throat uneasily.

I thought I would get her praise, but I didn't expect that the little woman stood on tiptoe and tried his forehead.

Finished, also a face of doubt muttered a sentence, "also did not have a fever."

Her voice is not big, but can't stand it. Song Wenqing's ears are good, and she stands close. She can hear it clearly.