Chunyu is grateful to Mu Lingshu from the bottom of her heart, if it weren't for her, Chunyu might have been killed by Mu Lingqiao, or she might be a maid in another big family. Now she not only has a husband who loves her, she doesn't have to serve anyone anymore, she doesn't have to do things according to anyone's eyes, even her mother's medical expenses, and her brother's schooling.

Now they no longer have to worry about money, and Wang Biao's father finally agreed to move in with them, and the family is very harmonious together.

Wang Biao is about to spoil her to the sky, she doesn't let her do anything, she is close to her for anything delicious and drinkable, and she is also in charge of the family's money, and Wang Biao listens to her whatever she says.

These are all given to her by Mu Lingshu, so Chunyu is very grateful to Mu Lingshu, this kindness is like recreation.

"If you didn't say that he was Wang Biao just now, I wouldn't dare to admit it." Nuan Xue recalled that Wang Biao, who was clamoring to marry her little lady, was really unsightly.

Goodbye today, it is really impressive, the clothes are clean, and the people are much more refreshed, except for the bronzed skin caused by long-term sun exposure and the iconic beard on the face, there is no trace of the past.

"Chunyu, what did you do to him?" Nuan Xue is like a curious baby.

Chunyu looked at Mu Lingshu, "This is thanks to the third lady's clever plan." ”

"I didn't do anything, it has nothing to do with me."

In fact, Mu Lingshu, Mu Lingqiao or Chunyu are all the same for Wang Biao.

The royal father also married the Wang family's aunt according to the words of the matchmaker, and spoiled the Wang family's aunt for a lifetime, even Wang Biao's grandparents.

So Mu Lingshu guessed that Wang Biao, who grew up in such a family atmosphere, would also be very good to his mother, and it turned out that this was indeed the case.

Later, Wang Biao said, "Lao Tzu doesn't understand that, I know that this is my wife, she is willing to entrust me with her life, I should be good to her, very good to her, grandfather, father are like this, shouldn't they all be like this?" ”

"One of the things my dad used to say was, I don't hurt Lao Tzu's wife."

So when he accepted Chunyu as his wife, and when Chunyu agreed to marry, this person who wanted Wang Biao to spend his life pampering became Chunyu.

As a modern person, she has no taboos about executioners, and it is precisely because she understands that if she didn't have a second choice, if marrying is Mu Lingshu's only way but to die, it won't be too bad a choice.

What is Marriage?

After liking it, I learned about it, and after I got to it, I liked to stay together, it was like a guest, and I had different dreams in the same bed...... Everyone has their own answer in mind.

Even if she does it again, she will still choose this way, because neither the previous Wang Biao nor the current Wang Biao are the ones Mu Lingshu likes.

Who can say clearly about love, no matter how good you are, if you don't love, you won't love, no matter how bad you are, love is love, it's all based on a feeling, there is no reason, there is no right or wrong.

"I'm back." Ling Xiaoqi walked in with a bamboo in his arms, Mu Lingshu's gaze stayed on him, put down the knife in his hand, took a clean handkerchief and handed it to him.

"Wipe your sweat and rest, I'll be the only one."

"Not tired." Ling Xiaoqi smirked with the handkerchief, only feeling relaxed.

According to Mu Lingshu's instructions, divide the whole bamboo into sections, and then make a hole in the horizontal surface, clean it and put it aside for later use.

After a while, the golden fat man and Baili Yangchen also returned, and Wang Biao also stopped, leaving only the three daughters busy.

The four men gathered on the bamboo table, "I've only heard of bamboo rice, can this make a delicious dish?" ”

"Pretend to be fat, it's not that you don't know the craftsmanship of the spirit girl, she said she can."

Baili Yangchen blindly trusts Mu Lingshu's craftsmanship, just because she can handle the very fat mutton not only has no taste at all, but also is very delicious, there is no food that she can't make.

Ling Xiaoqi was more direct, "What she makes is delicious." ”

Anyway, I've eaten charcoal-roasted cabbage, shredded potatoes in ink, smoked cucumbers, and raw rice.

remembered the taste of the dish Mu Lingshu cooked for the first time...... It's hard to put into words, and he still has a shadow of black cuisine.

Fortunately, Mu Lingshu's cooking skills improved by leaps and bounds after that, otherwise I don't know if his stomach can stand it, he will definitely have to collapse first.

In fact, Mu Lingshu just went from being familiar with this kind of fire-making and cooking tool to returning to a normal level, after all, there were rice cookers, induction cookers, and natural gas before, and it was not so difficult to make a fire.

Ling Xiaoqi had already made up his mind, if it wasn't delicious for a while, he would also give Mu Lingshu a cheer, and pretend to be delicious and fragrant.

The person I chose was not good at my craft, and I cried and gritted my teeth to swallow it. Female workers can't do it, whether it's leaking, long and short sleeves, or a small one, you have to close your eyes and wear it, and you must not dampen her enthusiasm.

There is no shortage of praise, and I look forward to a better next time.

"My lady has absolutely no problem cooking." The spoiled wife madman Wang Biao is not afraid.

"Big brother, have you figured out the situation, are you talking not about craftsmanship but about bamboo tubes that can be used instead of iron pots to make delicious food?" The fat golden man stood up and retorted.

Wang Biao......

My lady's cooking is delicious.

The fat golden man refused to communicate with him.

……

Just when they were worried, everything was ready.

Part of it is steamed in a pot, and some part is roasted on the fire.

In fact, it can be steamed in a pot, but in order to consider the feelings of the golden fat man, she can't let her hard work be in vain, so she roasts part of it around a fire with stones.

He said he wanted to see which one tasted better.

It didn't take long for the fragrance to waft out, and the greedy golden fat man drooled.

"Sister Ling, how long will it take, it has protested." The fat golden man asked, pointing to his stomach.

"It's going to be soon, bear with me."

Oyster mushroom pork rib soup, grilled fish, seafood hodgepodge, braised pork, steamed cabbage, assorted meatballs, colorful bamboo rice.

Six dishes and one meal, this is Mu Lingshu's lunch.

As soon as I got on the table, I didn't care about being polite, but I saw the chopsticks shuttling back and forth quickly.

"Hiccup~Hiccup~ I'm so full, I'm dying, Hiccup~" The fat golden man slumped in the chair and touched his bulging belly, burping and burping.

"Hiccup~~Hiccup~~"

The rest of them were not much better, only a table of empty bamboo tubes, which proved that the wind and clouds just now were real.

"I'll just say that Sister Ling's craftsmanship is fine." Baili Yangchen said as he took a piece of fish meat and stuffed it in his mouth.

Mu Lingshu guessed that the most combative person was the golden fat man, and also guessed Wang Biao, but he didn't expect that Baili Yangchen was the most combative, and he was the only one who was still eating.

"She's all delicious." Ling Xiaoqi's face was proud, as if he had praised him just now.

"My lady's cooking is delicious, now believe it!" Wang Biao glanced at Chunyu, Chunyu was a bride after all, her face was thin-skinned, and her face turned red when she brushed it, and she lowered her head and thought

I'm just a little bit done, it's the three ladies who really make these delicacies, I didn't expect her to have this craft, what should I do and want to eat more......

"When did the third lady cook so well, why don't I know, it seems that she is no longer the person who can cook and burn the kitchen."

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