Chapter Eighty-Three: Warmth

The wood crackled, and circles of white mist rose from the pot. At the same time, the smell permeates the entire kitchen.

The rice is almost steamed, and the aroma of the rice is mixed with the aroma of braised fish, making people's stomachs rumble.

Zhao Qishan walked in in a somewhat shabby coarse cloth suit.

He is more than 1.8 meters tall and tall. The clothes of the fourth child of the Han family are a lot shorter in his body. But such a person, no matter how bad and torn his clothes are, they still can't hide the rich and compelling atmosphere on his body.

There was only one candle lit in the kitchen, and the dim light stained Han Yingxue's good-looking side face.

Zhao Qishan saw Han Yingxue who was busy in front of the stove, and when she faced several younger siblings on her face, she still had a faint smile, and she looked particularly quiet and beautiful at the moment.

Zhao Qishan was stunned, a warm current rose from his chest, for some reason, this warm picture in front of him filled his heart with a feeling that he had never felt before, but he knew that he liked this feeling very much.

It would be nice if I could live like this with Cher forever.

"Come on, come on, let's eat, try the craftsmanship of this chef!" Han Yingxue scooped the fish out of the pot and put it on a plate.

Because of the soy sauce, the fish is dyed with a beautiful sauce color, and it is very delicious when you look at it.

When it came out of the pot, Han Yingxue scattered some green onions, which made the aroma even more compelling.

Several younger siblings couldn't wait to pick up the rice bowl and prepare to serve the rice.

The white rice is crystal clear, and it is paired with braised fish and vegetables, which is already a very rich dinner.

Han Yingxue warmed up the leftover chicken soup at noon, picked up another plate and sandwiched some green vegetables and red fish, filled a full bowl of rice, and prepared to serve it to Zhao.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Zhao Qishan standing at the kitchen door in a daze.

"Hey, what are you doing standing, why don't you go eat yet!" Han Yingxue urged.

Zhao Qishan seemed to react from some contemplation, and a bright smile bloomed at Han Yingxue, and nodded in response: "Okay!"

Idiot~

Han Yingxue snorted in her mouth, recalling the smile on Zhao Qishan's face, this man is really too good-looking.

Han Yingxue shook her head, she couldn't be fascinated by Zhao Qishan's beauty, and let him drink it for nothing in her house all the time.

"Mother, it's time to eat!"

Han Yingxue walked in with a smile, and Zhao just finished feeding Han Xiaoxiao. Han Xiaoxiao lay in Zhao's arms and fell asleep quietly.

Seeing Han Xiaoxiao's white and pure face, the appearance of sleeping was really cute. The small mouth is pouting, which makes people's hearts sprout. In the past few days, Zhao's milk has been better, and a lot of meat has grown on his little face, and the appearance of the meat is even more distressing.

"Tonight's meal is so good!" Zhao sighed.

Three meals a day, I haven't left meat food, where is there so much delicious food when I was confined in the past. Even Mrs. Han's favorite third daughter-in-law, Zheng, gave birth to Mrs. Han's favorite grandson, Han Yinghui, and she didn't see so much delicious food.

"These don't cost money!" Han Yingxue knew that her mother was distressed again. Han Yingxue pointed to the braised fish in the bowl and said, "This is caught in the river." Hey! There are many ways to make fish, I will catch more in the future, for you and Ying Wen Yingwu and them, make boiled fish fillets, braised fish, steamed fish, and fish balls......"

Han Yingxue listed a large string of dishes made of fish and meat, which made Zhao feel amazed.