"These ...... What should I do? ”

The two returned to the kitchen together. By this time, the kitchen was in shambles.

Although there was no fire, the smoke blackened the kitchen, and the firewood scattered in front of the stove when Cao Zhijin fled made people feel that the amount of work was huge.

"It's okay, there's me." Chen Fansheng grabbed her and asked her to stand against the wall, and went into the kitchen by herself.

Cao Zhijin just wanted to follow up, but he turned around and said, "Just stand there and don't move, there is still smoke inside."

"I'm in trouble, how can I let you clean up the mess with peace of mind?" Cao Zhijin was eager to try.

Chen Fansheng insisted: "Don't move, have you forgotten what I just said?"

Cao Zhijin lowered his head and snickered, where did the two of them look like they had a bad relationship?

He rolled up his sleeves, picked up the firewood easily and skillfully, and arranged them neatly one after another, patiently and meticulously, not at all like he couldn't do rough work.

Cao Zhijin felt that the black cauldron just now was really wronged for him!

After a while, the firewood was finished. After his cleaning, the kitchen was completely new, except for the walls that had been irretrievably blackened, of course.

Chen Fansheng also stared at the wall and comforted her: "Don't worry, when it rains for a while, I'll go to dig some new mud outside the village."

"You're so capable!" Cao Zhijin couldn't help but boast.

Both of them were stunned for a moment, and she quickly explained: "I just didn't expect you to do so well in housework, just ......"

She pointed out of the courtyard and retracted her finger curtly.

What happened just now was unpleasant, so if she didn't mention it, why didn't she open the pot?

"Ahem, I mean you're great!" Cao Zhijin reorganizes the language.

Chen Fansheng said indifferently: "I lived with my father when I was a child, and he is a person who can't take care of himself."

"What about your mother?"

"I haven't seen my mother."

Cao Zhijin lowered his head and said ashamedly: "Just now Aunt Cao said that the male protagonist is outside, and the female protagonist is inside, I thought that you could enjoy Qingfu if you marryed, but I didn't expect me to cause you trouble!"

"The family doesn't talk to each other, and you forgot what I just said. Don't go into the kitchen again, just tell me what you want to eat, and I'll be back soon! ”

"Mortal life, you are so good!" Cao Zhijin wanted to hug him, but he didn't mean anything else, just excited.

Although they are husband and wife, he is almost no different from strangers to her with amnesia.

In this case, how could she not be excited that she could be taken care of so intimately by him like a "stranger"?

But Chen Fansheng gently dodged to the side, she didn't even catch his clothes, and almost fell into the air, but fortunately he shot to hold her.

"Brocade, what did you just call me?" He turned his head to look at her, a slight surprise in his eyes.

Cao Zhijin was inspired by this surprise, and called him again: "Mortal."

She noticed that when she called his name, it seemed that she was disturbed by some kind of emotion, and the coldness in his eyes would dissipate a little.

Chen Fansheng straightened her upright, looked down at her intently and asked, "Don't you know that in Caojia Village, a married woman can't call her husband by his name?"

Cao Zhijin shook his head.

"Brocade, I'm your father-in-law!"

There was a light atmosphere in the air.

She looked at him, as if she had reached some kind of tacit understanding, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

"Xianggong." Cao Zhijin looked at him and shouted, but he didn't expect this title to be much smoother than calling him by his name.

"Hmm."

I'm afraid Chen Fansheng himself doesn't know what he's doing. He had been so tired of hearing those two words from her lips, but since she had woken up this time, it seemed that everything had changed.

It's like an invisible force that is always pulling him closer to her.

"Xianggong, am I good-looking?" Cao Zhijin saw that he kept looking at her, and deliberately teased him.

He took a step back and patted her head lightly, pretending to be calm.

"You go out first, I'll boil the water and call you."

Cao Zhijin went back to the house, and after a while, she heard Chen Fansheng call her.

She walked out of the house and saw Chen Fansheng fetching water at the well.

He pointed to the small bucket she had placed by the well and asked, "Can't you lift it?"

Cao Zhijin glanced into the bucket, and the smallest bucket only had a small half bucket of water, which looked a little pitiful.

She nodded.

Chen Fansheng wondered in his heart, what kind of amnesia can make a person's strength smaller?

Cao Zhijin also realized that something was wrong and asked, "Can I move with the premise?"

Chen Fansheng shook his head, "I'll do this kind of thing in the future." ”

"Are you going to tire yourself too much?" She said embarrassedly, "Actually, I can still mention the small keg and the keg." ”

He shook his head and said, "Don't force it if you can't lift it, tomorrow I will go and return the land to my father-in-law, it will be easier in the future, and you don't have to do housework."

"If we don't farm, then what do we eat?" She looked at him in shock and confusion.

He already knew it.

"I'll figure it out. Go take a bath. ”

Opposite the room she was staying in when she woke up was the bathing room.

She walked in first, Chen Fansheng followed with half a bucket of hot water in his left hand and a bucket full of cold water in his right hand.

Cao Zhijin was surprised to see him walking like a fly, without any effort.

He's got a lot of strength!

The water poured into the tub made a loud "bang" sound, and it stopped after only two sounds.

Chen Fansheng stood beside him and looked at her.

She bent down and put her hand into the tub and stroked, and a shallow, bright arc appeared on the water.

On this hot day, the water temperature is just right!

"Very good!"

Chen Fansheng nodded, picked up the wooden barrel and looked at her: "Then I'll go cook first."

Cao Zhijin was a little embarrassed and nodded slightly.

He took two steps and turned around. Cao Zhijin followed him and was about to close the door, but he turned around violently, and she almost hit him.

She touched the tip of her nose that touched the fabric of his clothes, and asked embarrassedly, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Chen Fansheng was also embarrassed, he didn't expect that as soon as he turned around, the two would get so close.

Cao Zhijin could almost clearly feel his exhaled breath gently plapping on the hair on the top of her head, she lowered her head, and her face gradually became hot.

"And ...... What's the matter? She pretended to be calm and reminded him that even her voice had changed.

Chen Fansheng was startled, came back to his senses, and awkwardly pointed to the water in the bathtub and asked, "Do you want to add petals?"

"Don't do it, that's too much trouble!"

"Trouble" was written all over her face.

Chen Fansheng actually laughed, and withdrew without saying a word to close her door.

Cao Zhijin covered his hot face and muttered, "It's too hot this day!"

The scene just now unconsciously returned to the eyes.

Why did he ask her if she wanted to add flower petals?

Could it be that she would have asked him to pick flower petals before?

Chen Fansheng doesn't seem to like his previous self very much, so she can't ask him these questions, it's better to rot in her stomach!