While cleaning the radishes and peppers, Song Jingshu looked back at Zhou Youan and asked with a smile, "What dish do you want to eat today?" I only bought what I needed, what do you need, let's go buy it together later? ”

After saying this, Song Jingshu felt that his words seemed a little ambiguous.

She hurriedly closed her mouth and smiled at Zhou Youan, revealing a mouthful of white and neat teeth.

Zhou Youan looked at the bright smile on her face, as if he had seen the sun in mid-air.

Dazzling, but also exuding endless warmth.

"Okay."

After a while, Zhou Youan replied in a low voice.

He felt as if his throat was choked by something, and even his speech was a little hoarse.

Song Jingshu didn't have time to observe Zhou Youan's abnormality, she hurriedly put the cut radish strips and a few peeled garlic heads under the eaves and drained the water.

She bought the spiky Chaotian peppers, which would make them more flavorful.

If the pickled pepper is not spicy, it is not called pickled pepper......

Zhou Youan looked at Mali's movements and asked suspiciously, "What are you doing here?" ”

"That's what I told you last night, and it's the soul of most dishes: pickled peppers!"

Song Jingshu smiled, and suddenly thought that he had to make sauerkraut today, and in the future, he would make sauerkraut fish, make tofu by himself, etc., and sauerkraut would be indispensable.

"Remember to remind me later, you have to buy some radish leaves and come back."

She has observed a few days and found that there is no vegetable in the vegetable market to sell blue cabbage or rape, which is the best ingredient for making sauerkraut.

If you don't have blue cabbage or rape, you can also squeeze sauerkraut with radish leaves.

Song Jingshu walked to the yard, stirred the dried beans and turned them over, and saw that the radishes under the eaves had not been drained, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

It's not too early this time, and she and Zhou Youan haven't had breakfast yet!

Since Song Jingshu cooked by herself, she and Zhou Youan had never cooked for her and Zhou Youan in the big kitchen.

This is not only Song Jingshu told the mother-in-law, but even Zhou Youan, after being conquered by Song Jingshu's stomach, was only willing to eat the food she cooked alone.

"Are you hungry?"

Song Jingshu turned his head to look at Zhou Youan, "If you're hungry, I won't make these things first, and I'll get them after we have breakfast." ”

Zhou Youan smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to her, "You can put these things aside for the time being, and Young Master Ben will take you out for breakfast today." ”

"But didn't you say you wouldn't eat anything other than what I cooked?"

Song Jingshu raised his eyebrows and looked at him, and snorted lightly, "So men are all big pigs' trotters!" ”

"I'd rather believe that there are ghosts in the world than believe in the man's mouth!"

Hearing this, Zhou Youan chuckled again, and shook his head helplessly, "Where did you hear these nonsense." ”

If you can't believe the words of other men, can't he believe Zhou Youan's words either?

When did he say anything to deceive Song Jingshu?

"Of course it's in the mouths of other girls."

Song Jingshu smiled, put his hand into Zhou You'an's hand very naturally, and took off his apron after walking in front of him, "But you are much better than those men who talk nonsense, my young master is a rare good man." ”

"I don't know which girl will be so blessed in the future to marry a good man like the young master!"

Song Jingshu smiled playfully at him and took the lead in walking outside.

Originally, Zhou Youan still had a doting smile on his face, but at this time, because of Song Jingshu's words, his brows suddenly furrowed.

"Haven't you thought about it, why hasn't Young Master Ben married and had children yet?"

"I'm not a roundworm in your stomach, how do I know."

Song Jingshu turned around and shrugged his shoulders.

Zhou You'an is full of black lines, and Song Jingshu is pretending to be stupid at his temptation!

clearly sensed his intentions for her, and as a result, he always deliberately looked at him like this.

Zhou Youxin was helpless, glanced at the empty hand, and had to raise his heel.

Song Jingshu walked in front with his hands behind his back.

She had never had breakfast at any other restaurant or vendor in the town, listening to the shouts of the street vendors, and then looking at the guys standing in front of the small restaurant, Song Jingshu felt that everything was so interesting, she tasted everything.

People here live a good life, even if everyone is busy trying to make a living.

Such noisy streets are the most vivid days.

She remembered that when she was in Songjia Village, although everyone was from the same village, almost the relationship between the neighbors was quite indifferent.

Even if it's a big family, I'm afraid it doesn't have too close contacts.

Just like when she refused to marry Zhou Bing as a concubine, she hanged herself in the village.

At that time, there were many onlookers, but the only person who really came forward to dissuade her was her second uncle Song Dayu.

Thinking of that desperate mood, Song Jingshu couldn't help but sigh.

Who knew that the truth was so impermanent, who knew that she was so fateful that she could meet Zhou Youan!

That day, if she hadn't met Zhou Youan on the street, she would have fled Ningwu Town and wandered in a place where no one knew her.

But life must have been hard, and beyond all the difficulties, who knows what danger will happen?

Or, she was really forced to be a concubine for Zhou Bing and became Zhou Youan's tenth aunt......

As soon as he thought of this blood-vomiting title, Song Jingshu couldn't help but choke on saliva and began to cough violently.

Zhou Youan hurriedly patted her on the back and asked with concern, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's fine."

Song Jingshu waved his hand, continued to cough a few times, and then asked, "What do you want to eat?" ”

"Whatever you want."

Seeing that she was really fine, Zhou Youan withdrew his hand, continued to return to his indifferent appearance, and said expressionlessly.

Looking at Zhou Youan's appearance of "don't get close to the living", Song Jingshu couldn't help but despise him fiercely in his heart, and scolded softly, "Big tail wolf!" ”

As soon as he went out, he put on this paralyzed face, which made Song Jingshu feel extremely unaccustomed.

Xu was trying to trick Zhou Youan, Song Jingshu directly pointed to the wonton stall on the street, "Let's eat here, I haven't eaten wontons for a long time." ”

Looking at the tables and chairs placed on the side of the road, as well as the rudimentary kitchenware of the wonton stall owner, and the dust brought up by the people on the street......

Zhou Youan's brows gradually twisted, his face was paralyzed and there was a crack in his face, and he finally began to have a look on his face.

It was Chi Guoguo's disgust, and Song Jingshu frowned, and his tone was a little self-deprecating, "What? Young Master Zhou, is this looking down on roadside stalls? We ordinary people are used to eating these things. ”

Although, Zhou Youan is indeed valuable and has never eaten a roadside stall.

But being stimulated by Song Jingshu like this, coupled with her sentence "I haven't eaten wontons for a long time", Zhou Youan struggled in his heart for a long time, flicked his sleeves and took the lead in sitting down on the small bench, "Boss, come and have two bowls of wontons." ”

Song Jingshu was stunned and stood in place.