Song Yuanhuan really didn't think that Xu Xiuxiu was not good enough, on the contrary, he felt that she did too well, so good that he felt guilty, as a man, he couldn't be your strong backing behind a woman, and as a support point to support her when she needed it, and even his mother-in-law died and couldn't rush back to burn incense, these various things, after knowing about the divorce of his eldest brother and sister-in-law, Song Yuanhuan inexplicably felt that he should be better to Xu Xiuxiu, a little better. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

With this kind of thought, after returning home, Xu Xiuxiu passed some time, and when she was about to cook dinner, Song Yuanhuan rolled up her sleeves and took the initiative to ask for dinner: "I'll make dinner, and you can play with the children for a while." ”

Xu Xiuxiu was a little surprised when she heard this, don't look at Song Yuanhuan who spoils her very much, but in fact, he is also quite a big man in his bones, except for the time when she gave birth to a child, or under the special circumstances when she was unwell, he had to wash his hands and make soup, basically he didn't go into the kitchen, a place that belongs to women, and even married each other for many years, this was the first time he walked into the kitchen and said that he wanted to wash his hands and make soup for Xu Xiuxiu and the children, and it was a serious dinner.

Xu Xiuxiu stood at the door of the kitchen in surprise, watching the man who walked into the kitchen and cleaned up a few meat dishes and vegetables, watching him handle the fish scales neatly, watching him carefully clean the green vegetables, and his heart began to pound.

"Mr. Song, I never knew you were so good at cooking." Xu Xiuxiu squinted her eyes with a smile, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, but her tone was soft with strong emotion, this tough man made her heart more and more excited, what should I do!

"It's not like you haven't eaten the food I cooked." Song Yuanhuan had cooked before when he was in the army of the Tiger and Wolf Military Region in Z City, but he didn't go into the kitchen for a long time: "There is a lot of smoke here, you go out to play with the children, and I will cook for you." Song Yuanhuan turned his head and glanced at Xu Xiuxiu, a trace of twist flashed in his eyes, and then he planned to drive people away.

He felt that his daughter-in-law was standing at the door of the kitchen to watch him cook, and he couldn't cook neatly, and even his posture was stiff, so he was afraid that he wouldn't perform well enough!

Xu Xiuxiu saw Song Yuanhuan's discomfort, and shook her head with a smile when she heard this: "No! I'm going to stand here and watch your handsome back cooking. Xu Xiuxiu said good things out loud, with a coquettish meaning.

Song Yuanhuan glared at her helplessly, I don't believe it, how handsome the back of the man who went into the kitchen to cook, after all, the idea that the Song family's parents instilled in him since he was a child is that the gentleman cooks far away, even if the conditions of the Song family are average, he has never entered the kitchen, and now the skills he knows are all after he arrives in the army, but he originally wanted to drive Xu Xiuxiu away, but he stepped on the brakes, turned his head and continued to deal with a piece of pork belly.

"Dad is so handsome." After smelling the fragrance wafting out of the air, Song Chenguang, who was playing with his younger brothers and sisters in the living room, also ran to the door of the kitchen, and looked at Song Yuanhuan, who was holding a spatula in the kitchen and handsome with a pot, showing an expression of adoration.

Xu Xiuxiu lowered her eyes and glanced at her drooling son, and raised her hand to poke his forehead angrily: "What about the mother who cooks?" "The jealous taste of the red fruit.

Song Chenguang wrinkled his little nose and looked at Xu Xiuxiu's serious and jealous expression: "Mom cooks more handsomely." Holding his small fists, as if to increase his persuasiveness, although Song Chenguang's words were filled with moisture and his mother was really childish helplessness, Xu Xiuxiu was still very happy.

Xu Xiuxiu smiled, turned her head and walked to the sofa in the living room, intending to accompany the dragon and phoenix fetus, and then sit and wait to eat white food.

In the kitchen, Song Yuanhuan saw Xu Xiuxiu walk away, turned his head to look at his son who was looking at him with adoring eyes, nodded quietly, and then cleared his throat: "Come in and help wash the vegetables." He was reluctant to keep his daughter-in-law busy, but when he aroused his son, Song Yuanhuan said that he had no pressure at all.

Song Yuanhuan's cooking skills are good, even beyond Xu Xiuxiu's expectations.

After the meal, Song Yuanhuan continued to ask Song Chenguang to clean up the dining table, wash the dishes by the way, and cultivate the child's ability to live independently, Xu Xiuxiu looked at Song Chenguang, who was carrying a small stool, standing on the small stool and washing dishes with his sleeves up, and suddenly felt distressed, the poor back of being squeezed made Xu Xiuxiu full of guilt, turned his head to look at Song Yuanhuan, and complained.

"Why don't I wash the dishes!" Xu Xiuxiu said uneasily.

"No, he's not too young, it's good for him to wash the dishes." Song Yuanhuan's tone was extremely firm.

It's not small, but it's not that big, right? It's just a child who is not yet five years old, and let him clean up the kitchen and wash the dishes by the way, isn't this really a deliberate toss for his son?

But Song Yuanhuan didn't think there was anything wrong with asking his son to wash the dishes, so he sat on the sofa and played with Xu Xiuxiu and the dragon and phoenix fetus, holding his little baby daughter for a long time.

Click, Song Chenguang is young, and after washing the dishes, he is ready to put the dishes and chopsticks in the cupboard, because the person is too small and not tall, the hard-working villain did not hold the dishes and chopsticks for a while, and then the sound of the dishes and chopsticks breaking came from the kitchen.

Because the children are small, Xu Xiuxiu gave the three children all suitable children, fall-resistant and durable plastic bowls, and the crisp sound of the porcelain bowl falling to the ground at this moment is either a plate or the two rice bowls of Xu Xiuxiu and Song Yuanhuan, Xu Xiuxiu's heart was pinched, and the husband and wife quickly walked into the kitchen, only to see Song Chenguang standing on a small stool with his small sleeves in his hands, looking at the porcelain bowl fragments on the floor with a dull look, his face was at a loss.

"Is Chenguang scared, is he injured?" Xu Xiuxiu picked up Song Chenguang from the small stool, and glanced at the porcelain bowl that was torn apart on the floor, and it could be seen from the porcelain corpse that the bowl should be her and Song Yuanhuan's rice bowl, thinking that Xu Xiuxiu was angry and funny, so Song Yuan deliberately tossed his son, now it's okay, the rice bowl for eating was smashed by his son.

"Mom, Chenguang is fine, but Chenguang broke the bowl, and you and Dad can't eat." Song Chenguang was sad and timid, his hands wrapped around Xu Xiuxiu's neck, and his words were full of distress, and his little eyes did not dare to move in the direction of his father Song Yuanhuan.

"If the bowl is broken, you can buy a new one, and Mom's Chenguang is fine." Xu Xiuxiu kissed Song Chenguang on the cheek, and didn't mind that the little guy got wet because of the clothes and pants after washing, and walked out of the kitchen with him in his arms: "Mr. Song, you are responsible for cleaning up the mess!" When Xu Xiuxiu walked out of the kitchen, she called Song Yuanhuan coldly, and even had a hint of him bullying her son, and she was very unhappy now.

"Okay." Song Yuanhuan touched his nose, looked at the fragments of the porcelain bowl on the floor, and then looked at the wet eldest son who was being held by Xu Xiuxiu and was still dripping water on the floor, and suddenly shook his head helplessly. (To be continued.) )