Ye Qingqing already had the idea of having a good relationship with them, so he only smiled faintly at Wang Wenjiu's careful flattery. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading.

After taking the noodle bag, I began to mix the noodles and prepare to roll the noodles.

The day before, they had bought all the food supplies for the month in one go.

The grain has already reached their hands, and it looks like there is a small bag of it, but in fact, if they really eat more, they can see the bottom in a few days at most.

She looked at the noodle bag in her hand and was already thinking in her heart, what to do with the food stamps used to exchange for coarse grains every month.

There is a lot of food in her space, and she can't use them as decorations if she can't eat enough now.

Did she take the food out and stock up on the food stamps herself, or did she still exchange the food stamps with the people in the village as before?

Ye Qingqing actually had the intention to stock up on some food stamps by herself, and she would go home in half a year, and she didn't know what the original owner's family situation was.

Just looking at the fact that the original owner can't receive a few dollars all year round, you can guess that the family background is definitely not good.

If you bring some food stamps back, you can save yourself from hunger, but what if Wang Wenjiu and the others find out that she didn't actually exchange food with the people in the village?

She said that she couldn't expose anything about space.

Thinking about these things, the movements in her hands did not stop, and when the noodles were reconciled, she asked Wang Wenjiu and them to come and knead the noodles.

These male intellectuals have lived here for many years, and the strength in their hands has been trained in the ground.

The kneaded dough is particularly strong when rolled into noodles, and Ye Qingqing discovered this advantage after making noodles once before.

They only offended the villagers yesterday, and it hasn't been delayed for a few days, so it's not appropriate for her to ask for food today, so she thought about it and prepared to make noodles directly.

There was still a little broth left the day before, and when the time came, mix some water and put a little greens and carrots and the like, which was nutritious and delicious, and it was also trouble-free.

Wang Wenjiu: The window in their house was a little broken, and it began to deform again after being drenched in water after rain some time ago.

If they don't clean up the windows and can't close them, if it rains these nights, they will have to sleep in the rain.

So when I have time to get off work today, I am busy repairing the windows.

Ye Qingqing asked someone to come out and knead the dough, Wang Wenjiu swept around, and pushed Xu Bomin in embarrassment. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading.

"Bo Min, why don't you go and help Qingqing?"

Wang Wenjiu didn't know what was going on with him, as long as he saw Xu Bomin's white and pure appearance, they subconsciously felt that he couldn't do rough work.

Compared with the knocking and hammering of window repairs, it is still a little more than kneading the dough......

At noon, even if he was not exposed to the sun in the house, Ye Qingqing was already sweating after working for so long a day.

Just as he raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his head with the back of his hand, he saw Xu Bomin's gentlemanly face appear in the field of vision.

"How are you?"

Ye Qingqing was taken aback, and subconsciously asked.

This great god seems to be easily misunderstood, for the sake of the future, Ye Qingqing reflected on it again the night before, and was ready to give up brushing his favorability.

As long as you don't completely offend people, you won't let the male protagonist hold a grudge, so it should be fine.

As soon as she appeared, she came with a 200-word description of her appearance, and the peach blossoms around her were too prosperous, and she was a little person who was easy to be cannon fodder if she was not careful.

So even if there is no Zhang Hong, she still has to be extra careful.

Xu Bomin was also a little speechless when asked by Ye Qingqing, it was she who asked someone to come out and knead the dough, and now that he has come out, she is ...... Still not satisfied?

The question on Xu Bomin's face was too obvious, Ye Qingqing hesitated for a moment and then handed over the basin very cowardly.

The male protagonist of the world, everything he says is right, if it's not right, then you have to refer to the previous sentence.

Can't make the male protagonist unhappy!

She reluctantly pulled out a smile, "You rub it first, if you can't rub it, put it there, I'll come." ”

Xu Bomin: "......"

How on earth did he leave these people with the illusion that they all thought he was delicate and frail?

Ye Qingqing didn't know if she was delusional, anyway, she felt that Xu Bomin's face was a little unpleasant.

Is there anything wrong with what you just said?

She seriously reflected on it, shouldn't the male protagonist of the world be spoiled by everyone?

Boil water to boil soup and throw the basin to Xu Bomin, Ye Qingqing turned his head and threw away these messy thoughts, and began to concentrate on washing and chopping vegetables.

So many people eat noodles, and they are all very eaten, and it is estimated that the noodles are not enough to eat without boiling two pots.

It is definitely not possible to cook it directly in the soup, and it is estimated that it has become extremely unpalatable by the time it is cooked in the second pot.

After boiling the broth again and scalding all the dishes, the water is boiled again, ready to start cooking as soon as the noodles are rolled out.

Zhang Hong has put on her shoes and got off the kang, although she knows that she and Xu Bomin are completely impossible, but she has liked this person for so many years, and she can't say that she can put it down immediately.

Hearing Ye Qingqing's words just now, she couldn't help but want to go to the door to see him.

If He Dali hadn't succeeded before, would she still be able to pretend to be pitiful with him now and sympathize with him?

She opened the curtain and saw Xu Bomin concentrating on rolling noodles, because of the force, the thin muscles on her arms bulged out slightly, and the texture was distinct.

In the fireworks, Junyi's side face seemed to be a little more angry than before, which made Zhang Hong couldn't help but be fascinated.

She liked him so much, why didn't he want to give her a chance?

Even if he thinks they are not suitable, at least let her try it and then make her die!

The unwillingness in Zhang Hong's heart surged up like a tide, feeling her aggressive gaze, although Xu Bomin didn't raise his eyes to look at her, his brows had already wrinkled subconsciously.

This kind of gaze really doesn't matter what time it is.

"Brother Xu, I'll help you."

Now that the noodles have been rolled out, the next step is to take a knife and cut the noodles into noodles.

Zhang Hong was used to doing this kind of thing before, but Xu Bomin never came to help her when she was cooking.

She washed her hands and went up to pick up the noodles from Xu Bomin's hand, but Xu Bomin blocked the person with one side.

"I don't need help here."

If he doesn't do this little thing well, Ye Qingqing doesn't know how to continue to laugh at him.

Zhang Hong was stunned by his actions, she was rejected just now?

"Brother Xu, just let me do this kind of trivial thing, I didn't go to work and should have helped you make lunch."

She didn't move before just to see Ye Qingqing's attitude, but she found that she didn't hesitate at all and started cooking obediently.

Ye Qingqing doesn't hate the smell of cooking the most, and he hates dealing with these male intellectuals who want to eat swan meat.

Why are you getting along so harmoniously with these people these days?

She pursed her lips, and the gloomy color in her eyes began to accumulate again, and Ye Qingqing had been paying attention to Zhang Hong's actions and expression after she was busy with the matter at hand.

Seeing her like this, she couldn't help but sigh, this person still doesn't feel that this matter is her own fault, she shouldn't have a crooked mind, it's really ...... It's unreasonable.

Unwilling to have too many disputes with her, Ye Qingqing saw that the pot had begun to make a splash, so he took advantage of the time when the two of them were talking, and touched the kitchen knife and cut it violently.

Xu Bomin, who looked at the changes on the panel: "......"

finally found an opportunity to talk to Xu Bomin and express himself.

As a result, she was interrupted by Ye Qingqing, and Zhang Hong began to feel that it was an eyesore again when she looked at her.

"Sister Hong, Brother Xu, please set the table and chopsticks, I will cook the noodles and we will be able to eat immediately."

As if he couldn't feel the strange gaze of the two, Ye Qingqing cut noodles and threw them into the pot.

Zhang Hong originally thought that her rush to cut noodles was an eyesore, but when she heard her say this, she instantly felt that she was still an acquaintance.

"Brother Xu, the table we used for dinner is a little heavy, I can't hold it alone, you can come and help me."

The expectation in Zhang Hong's eyes was too obvious, which made Xu Bomin always feel that he was the prey.

He glanced at Ye Qingqing expressionlessly, turned around and went to the corner to lift the table out of the corner.

Zhang Hong didn't mind if he didn't give face, anyway, he was used to it, he took out the dishes and chopsticks from the cabinet and stood beside Xu Bomin, waiting for him to put the table up.

The noodles came out of the pot, and Ye Qingqing passed through the cold water, and then put them in the pot and called for someone to prepare for dinner.