"Milk, you also heard, my cousin said that you should do it first. If there is something I don't want to say, you have started to fight Ying Wu today, so I don't care about you. You've got the face to come here to claim it! Han Yingxue snorted coldly.

"You, you, you, ......" Mrs. Han's hands shook angrily, and said, "What's wrong with me beating Ying Wu, I'm Ying Wu's grandmother." But this stinky boy beat me, why can't I come to claim compensation? ”

Han Yingxue took a sip of saliva, "Okay, don't talk nonsense with me, we won't lose this money, and, milk, I'll talk ahead today, today you beat Ying Wu, I don't care about you, if you do this next time, don't blame me for being unkind!" ”

Han Yingxue gritted her teeth and said with a cold face.

Mrs. Han was stunned by Han Yingxue's seeping eyes. Then he scolded and left.

Han Yingxue turned around and found that Zhao Qishan was looking at her.

His good-looking eyes looked at her with some concentration.

"What are you looking at me for?" Han Yingxue glared at him and went into the house.

"Hehe...... Zhao Qishan laughed, and also followed Han Yingxue into the house.

Lunch was not yet prepared, and looking at the anthurium print on Zhao Qishan's face, Han Yingxue planned to stew pheasant soup to compensate him.

The pheasant was quickly plucked and cleaned, and Han Yingxue put the pheasant into the pot and stewed.

Taking advantage of this time, I stir-fried two more pots of green vegetables and cooked a pot of rice. When the rice is cooked, the chicken broth is ready.

The family brought the food to the table, and Han Yingxue went first to deliver a large bowl of chicken soup and chicken to the Zhao family.

One chicken leg was also given to Zhao, and the other was thrown into Zhao Qishan's bowl.

The kitchen was filled with the smell of chicken broth.

Han Yingxia, Han Yingwen and Han Yingwu couldn't help but sniff, this smell is so good.

"This, give it to Ying Wu!" Zhao Qishan smiled and sandwiched the chicken leg into Han Yingwu's bowl.

Han Yingwu looked up at Han Yingxue, not knowing whether he wanted to accept this chicken leg or not.

Han Yingxue glanced at Zhao Qishan, and wondered in her heart, isn't this guy a rice bucket, how can he be willing to give up good things?

Facing Han Yingxue's scapping eyes, the corners of Zhao Qishan's mouth rose, revealing a good-looking smile. Han Yingxue stroked her forehead, feeling tempted by the beautiful man in front of her again.

After secretly scolding himself for not being productive, he heard Zhao Qishan say: "Ying Wu's face is very seriously injured, he should make up for it." ”

Wasn't his face hurt even more?

Several people stopped their chopsticks and looked at Zhao Qishan's face.

Han Yingwu lowered his head and gave the chicken leg in his bowl to Zhao Qishan again. He said in a low voice: "Cousin, let's eat it!" ”

"It's fine. You eat, you eat! Zhao Qishan excused.

"Ying Wu, let you eat it, you can eat it!" Han Yingxue spoke. Han Yingwu obediently did not move the chicken leg in the bowl again. Glancing at Zhao Qishan, he hesitated for a long time before taking a bite on the chicken leg.

"Why don't you eat, eat, eat!" Han Yingxue urged.

Only then did a few younger siblings move their chopsticks and eat with their heads down.

How does it feel weird? Where is strange and can't be said!

The chicken broth is delicious and delicious, and the freshly picked greens are crispy and delicious.

The younger siblings ate very happily.

Since the separation, this life has been getting better day by day. Meat is eaten almost every day these days.

"Cher, your food is so delicious!" After eating five bowls of white rice, Zhao Qishan picked up a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, and it seemed that there was still some aftertaste.

Seeing the dishes that had been swept away on the table, Han Yingxue rolled her eyes, she was really edible!