"Hungry, obedient, wait for me here." He gently smoothed the broken hair on her forehead and turned around to go out.

Cao Zhijin followed, gently tugging at his sleeve.

He glanced at the sleeve of his coat that she was pulling, and looked at her with sweet tenderness in his eyes.

Cao Zhijin was generously coquettish, opened his arms, pursed his small mouth, winked at him, and said in a gentle and sweet tone that looked fierce: "Hold it for a while!"

Chen Fansheng happily accepted this threat, and his long arms swept her into his arms domineeringly.

Cao Zhijin's head rested on his chest, surrounded by his unique aura, and she felt extremely relieved.

After a while, she let go of him and reluctantly said, "Go ahead!"

Chen Fansheng hugged her again and comforted her: "Be good, I'll be back soon."

"Mmmmmmmm......mmmm

Maybe he should consider hiring a cook? But he was afraid that someone would disturb their two-person world.

Chen Fan had just walked into the kitchen with his front foot, and Cao Zhijin walked in with a radish on his back foot.

"Xianggong, do you want to add radish?" She smiled brightly at him.

Chen Fansheng asked her, "Where did the radish come from?"

Cao Zhijin blinked: "Dig in the backyard vegetable garden."

Chen Fansheng nodded, pointed to the vegetable basket next to him and said, "Put it inside."

He didn't tell her that the turnip had just taken shape and was theoretically not ripe. Because he has only been planting for a short time.

Cao Zhijin put down the radish and pouted.

Put it down and leave, isn't it that you can't see Xianggong?

She saw a basin of water next to her, so she immediately picked up the radish in the vegetable basket and squatted next to the basin to wash the radish happily.

"Xianggong, I'll help you wash the turnips!"

"Well, good!" Chen Fansheng nodded, and didn't tell her that in fact, he didn't use radishes for this meal.

He knew she was just looking at him.

Chen Fansheng originally thought that the kitchen was so smoky that it was not suitable for girls, but since she liked it, she left it to her.

He doesn't care about her anymore and makes the dishes in his hands with peace of mind.

I saw that he was skillful in knives, and the vegetables were cut into beautiful shapes under his hands, and neatly stacked on plates.

Scoop the oil into the pot, when the oil exudes the fragrance, pour the vegetables in, after a burst of water and oil splashing "Zizi" sound, after a smooth stir-fry, the gluttonous aroma of vegetables suddenly permeated the entire kitchen.

After a while, another dish was ready.

Cao Zhijin admired Chen Fansheng's back and looked straight.

Until Chen Fansheng put out the soup, she was still squatting in front of the basin with the radish in her hand and watching him in a daze.

"Ah Jin, the dishes are cooked." Chen Fansheng said.

Cao Zhijin came back to his senses and saw that the radish was still in his hand, and was a little embarrassed: "What should I do about this?"

Chen Fansheng took the radish, peeled it and cut it into large strips, then took out a small jar from the corner of the kitchen and put all the cut radish strips into it.

"Xianggong, what is this?" Cao Zhijin asked curiously.

There was a sound of water in the jar, but the mouth of the jar was not big, and it was dark inside, and she couldn't see what it was.

"This is the jar for pickles, and we make this radish into a pickled radish."

Cao Zhijin nodded.

Actually, she knew she was here to make trouble, but she liked the way he could handle everything she messed up.

"Xianggong, I'll serve you food!" In order to compensate him, Cao Zhijin offered to help.

Chen Fansheng pointed to the dish that was not too full and had been cold for a while: "Serve that plate."

Cao Zhijin nodded, and walked to the hall with the plate of dishes with joy.

Chen Fansheng walked in with the bowl full of steaming soup.

"Put it down, put it down!"

As soon as Chen Fansheng put down the soup, she immediately grabbed his fingers and blew lightly on the red-hot fingers.

Chen Fansheng touched her head: "Sit here obediently, I'll take the rest."

Cao Zhijin nodded obediently, but after he went out, he hugged the door frame and looked at the kitchen, like a kitten who couldn't do without his owner.

Waiting for Chen Fansheng to bring the food, she hurriedly pulled him to sit down.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten the food cooked by Xianggong, I don't know if Xianggong's craftsmanship has improved?" She deliberately looked at him with a critical expression.

Chen Fansheng got up and scooped up two bowls of soup.

"Please give Ah Jin a taste, if it doesn't suit Ah Jin's appetite, the husband will improve it immediately."

His harmonious appearance made Cao Zhijin "giggle".

She picked up the soup bowl and put it down again, the walls of the bowl were a little hot.

Seeing this, Chen Fansheng scooped a spoonful of soup and blew it on her lips.

Cao Zhijin lowered his head and drank it all, narrowed his eyes as if he was enjoying it, and nodded vigorously: "It's delicious!"

She opened her mouth again, deliberately put her hands behind her back, and said coquettishly: "I want Xianggong to feed a whole bowl!"

Chen Fansheng just smiled, withdrew his hand, sat closer to her, carefully blew the soup cold, and fed it to her mouth one by one.

After lunch, when Chen Fansheng cleaned up the table and returned to the kitchen with the dishes, chopsticks and plates, Cao Zhijin sat at the dining table and looked energetic, and when he returned to the house after cleaning up, she had fallen asleep on the table.

Chen Fansheng walked over and lifted her head and let her lean on his arms, then bent down and picked her up horizontally, and walked into the room between the two.

The room was lit with herbal incense, which was her favorite smell.

Chen Fansheng carried her to the bed, lay down himself, hugged her in his arms, and closed his eyes.

Cao Zhijin felt the familiar breath, arched into his arms, and fell into a deep sleep again.

The wind chimes on the window are gently ringing, the peach blossom branches in the yard are not moving, everything is beautiful!

When the two woke up, it was already dusk.

During the time of separation, the two of them didn't sleep well at night, and now they finally have a good night's sleep.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and got up tacitly.

The sunset in the courtyard is particularly spectacular, and the golden afterglow of the sunset cuts through the corners of the wall in the courtyard and scatters it on the peach trees, as if lighting up the yard.

It seems to be the most peaceful time of the day.

Chen Fansheng came out with two stools, and the two of them guarded a basket of herbs, skillfully and beautifully picking the herbs that Chen Fansheng picked early in the morning.

At this time, footsteps were heard outside the courtyard.

The walls of their house were not high, so they could see the people standing outside.

Cao Zhijin looked up and saw that it was Wen Hai.

"Brocade, I'm here to apologize!" Wen Hai stood at the entrance of the courtyard, looking cramped and uneasy.

"Wenhai, come in!" Cao Zhijin smiled at him and gave him his stool.

"I know, it's actually my fault that you didn't choose Xianggong as an opponent, don't worry about it anymore!"

Wen Hai took out the remaining sweet glutinous grass: "Give it back to you, but I used a little."

Cao Zhijin smiled: "This kind of herb can be picked a lot, if you like it, I can give you some more."

"Really? Tapestry you're so good! Wen Hai immediately took back the sweet glutinous grass, and his mood immediately soared, and he was as happy as usual.