Dong Huiying was dumbfounded.

This man is so inexplicable.

I didn't eat when I was angry before, but now I still order food with a straight face?

Where did the stinky problem come from.

She was expressionless, "No!" ”

Liang Yuening was angry and was about to go crazy, but then he was happy again.

"Hmph, no, no, no, I'm not rare. I know that I have a cold and can't eat anything too greasy, so let's be light. ”

After that, he walked away with his hands behind his back.

Dong Huiying was stunned, "Is his brain in water?" ”

Walking into the kitchen, Dong Huiying rolled up her sleeves.

She thought about what to eat at night, took off the lid of the wooden pot, and saw some white rice porridge, she was stunned.

Just as Yixuan walked into the stove room, Dong Huiying asked, "Shuyu ate a small stove in the afternoon?" ”

Yi Xuan was uneasy for a moment, and then nodded apprehensively, "Well, yes." The second brother digested better today, and he was a little hungry in the afternoon, so I helped him cook some porridge. ”

"Oh."

She buckled the lid of the pot, and then said, "I was negligent, go back and check the pulse again and adjust his recipe." ”

Yi Xuan hesitated and asked, "Wife, aren't you angry?" ”

Dong Huiying was stunned, "What's there to be angry about?" ”

"Yi Xuan moved the food at home without your permission."

Dong Huiying couldn't cry or laugh, "Isn't the food bought for food?" ”

She wanted to pat Yi Xuan's shoulder, but suddenly saw Yi Xuan's body tremble slightly.

pursed her lips and withdrew her hand, looked at Yi Xuan's lame leg again, and remembered what her body had done, and she sighed silently.

"In the future, whoever is hungry in the family can eat if they want to, and they don't have to ask me. By the way, you can stir-fry another dish next time, just eating porridge is too monotonous. ”

"Hmm."

Yi Xuan smiled, but let out a long breath without a trace, relieved.

***

In the evening, Dong Huiying cooked a pot of rice, stir-fried two side dishes of meat and vegetables, and added a soup, which seemed to be the standard on the Liang family's dinner table.

Liang Yuening didn't get angry this time, he sat on the stool and had a big appetite, in fact, he drank a bowl of porridge in the afternoon, but he didn't drink enough, he thought to himself, keep his stomach to eat the delicious food of the evening.

Well, the stinky woman has a fierce temper, but the fried dishes are really delicious, and they are much more fragrant than the white rice porridge with clear soup and little water.

However, for some reason, he is obviously a man who likes meat, but he didn't eat meat tonight, he only ate vegetables.

Dong Huiying pursed her lips.

This kid's temper is sunny and rainy for a while, and turning his face is faster than turning a book, and he really can't figure him out.

The next day, Dong Huiying steamed some vegetarian stuffed buns, carried a few to eat on the road, and then went out with her ugly little basket.

Liang Yuening caught up with him, "Where are you going?" ”

Dong Huiying glared at him, "It has something to do with you?" ”

"I see, you're going to town, aren't you? I'll go with you. ”

"The illness is not cured yet, what are you tossing around?"

He hesitated, rarely choking with her,

"Okay."

He muttered, "Then you'll be back sooner." ”

Dong Huiying: "......"

Liang Yuening ran away.

She looked at the sky speechlessly, and always knew that this kid had a brain disease, but thinking about yesterday, and then thinking about today, why did it seem that he was more sick?

It's really crazy by one person.

She shook her head, didn't think much more, and climbed over the mountain to the town.

After selling the herbs in the basket, he suddenly noticed some men in hats pestle in front of a stall.

One of the mothers said in a girly voice: "How much is this hairpin?" ”

"Ah, this? It's not expensive, it's not expensive, just four copper plates. ”

"I want both."