Lu Hanting thought about Su Xi for a while, he was not impressed by Su Xi, the Su family is one of the four giants in Haicheng is the most low-key, and Su Xi's sense of existence is also very low, only when Xia Xiwan returned to Haicheng at the beginning, he appeared, and now he thinks about it with a bit of a mysterious sense of the dragon seeing the beginning and not seeing the end.

Lu Hanting felt that he had seriously neglected this person, who had actually been there all along, and had played a very important role in the whole incident.

Lu Hanting handed the green jade bowl in his hand to Xia Xiwan, "I heard that you and Su Xi grew up together, childhood sweethearts?" ”

"Yes, my mommy likes Suxi very much, and Suxi is my mommy's closed disciple."

"Your Mommy?" Something suddenly flashed in Lu Hanting's deep narrow eyes, as if he had never asked about her mommy, and she hadn't mentioned it.

Xia Xiwan wanted to say something, but at this time, Aunt Zhao walked in and said with a smile, "Miss Wanwan, I heard that you want to eat noodles today, I just went to grind some flour, and now I will make hand-rolled noodles for you." ”

"Aunt Zhao," Xia Xiwan quickly grabbed Aunt Zhao's arm and blinked embarrassedly, "Don't be so troublesome, I've already bought ready-made noodles." ”

Aunt Zhao said lovingly, "Those noodles are not delicious, my aunt will make you hand-rolled noodles." ”

As she spoke, Aunt Zhao poured the freshly ground fine flour into a bowl, then added milk, eggs and a small amount of water to start making hand-rolled noodles.

Soon Aunt Zhao picked up the knife and fell, and a plate of handmade noodles fell neatly on the plate.

Lu Hanting glanced at this Aunt Zhao on the side, if she was not mistaken, this Aunt Zhao is not just a star chef, she should be the kind of cook hired by a wealthy family with a high salary.

"Wow Aunt Zhao, I haven't seen you for so long, your skills are really getting better and better, every time you help me cook, I don't need to do it."

Aunt Zhao finished the hand-rolled noodles, and quickly adjusted a bowl of noodle sauce, which was full of fragrant flavor, and the sauce alone felt like a few bowls of sauce.

"Miss Wanwan, I didn't do anything, you still cooked this noodle yourself."

Xia Xiwan looked at what she was going to do, she only needed to boil the water, and then put the noodles in, her soul was wrapped up by Aunt Zhao, did she cook this noodles herself?

"Aunt Zhao..."Xia Xiwan really couldn't go.

Aunt Zhao quickly showed a pitiful look, "Miss Wanwan, don't be polite to us, there is such a large garden outside you, we eat your food all year round, if you don't let us help you with this little work, then do you think we have too many mouths and don't want to give us food?" ”

Xia Xiwan waved her hand, "No, no, I didn't mean that..."

"That's fine, Miss Wanwan, I'll go first."

After the work was done, Aunt Zhao quickly retired, which is the most basic cultivation of the cook.

However, Aunt Zhao walked to Lu Hanting's side and paused, and asked, "Miss Wanwan, who is this?" ”

Xia Xi's bright pupils looked at the man, his eyes were full of anticipation, and his voice was sweet, "He, my husband~"

He, my husband~

Lu Hanting's narrow eyes were dyed with a soft touch.

"It turned out to be my uncle, my uncle, Miss Wanwan, I'll step back first." Aunt Zhao turned to leave.

Uncle?

Lu Hanting stretched out his healthy arm and hugged Xia Xiwan's slender waist, he raised his sword eyebrows, "Uncle? Miss Wanwan, how can I have the illusion of joining your family? ”