There was a sound of cooking in the kitchen, and it didn't take long for the smell of food to waft out.

A small table was full of dishes.

After everything was ready, Han Yingxue beckoned Zhao Qishan and Zhao Ziwen in.

"Cher!" Zhao Qishan saw a table of good dishes and looked at Han Yingxue happily.

Even Zhao Ziwen, looking at these dishes, felt a little mouthful.

The style of the dish is not only beautiful, but also very fragrant.

When I picked up the chopsticks, I couldn't wait to taste them.

"Let's eat!" Han Ying Snow Road.

Zhao Ziwen sandwiched a piece of steamed fish and put it in his mouth, which was sweet and delicious. The fish is very tender, and I don't know what Han Yingxue did to make all the deliciousness of the fish.

I picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in my mouth and chewed it, trying to swallow my tongue into my stomach.

Zhao Ziwen, who has eaten a lot of delicacies from snacks, tasted the dishes made by Han Yingxue, and was amazed.

Isn't this even better than the chef in the town's restaurant?

Zhao Qishan also ate such a sumptuous dish for the first time, and desperately lowered his head to pick up the rice.

Han Yingxue stared at the two people sitting opposite each other, and her delicate brows twisted.

Why can Zhao Ziwen eat like this?

Look at how thin and weak he is like Zhao Qishan.

The two men seemed to sense the burning gaze that fell on them, and they raised their heads in unison.

"Cher, what's wrong?" Zhao Qishan asked a little weakly.

"......" Han Yingxue sniffed and said, "It's okay, you can continue to eat!"

"Alas!" Zhao Qishan responded happily, and picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in his mouth.

"Cher, you can eat too!" Zhao Qishan saw that Han Yingxue didn't move his chopsticks, and diligently took a piece of braised pork and put it into Han Yingxue's bowl.

"Thank you......"

"Xue'er, your cooking is so delicious, it's the best I've ever tasted!" Zhao Ziwen sighed.

"Really?"

"Uh-huh!" Zhao Ziwen looked at a table of delicacies and sighed: "How good it would be if I could eat the dishes you made every day!"

Zhao Qishan frowned unhappily and glared at Zhao Ziwen.

I was already unhappy with him, but I was able to endure him to come to the house for dinner today, which is completely respectful of Xue'er.

This guy is cheeky and wants to come over.

"How is that possible!" Han Yingxue pursed her lips, there is another one that can be eaten like this, and her family's food has not been eaten yet.

When Zhao Qishan heard Han Yingxue's answer, his heart finally felt a little more comfortable.

"Alas!" Zhao Ziwen sighed, chewed the fish in his mouth with some remembrance, and said, "Xue'er, your cooking is so delicious." It's a pity that I can't eat it in the future! ”

Zhao Ziwen was a little stunned.

Han Yingxue looked at him.

What did this guy do? She didn't say the wrong thing, did she? Who has nothing to do with outsiders coming to their house for dinner every day? Besides, her family is a poor family, but his family is a landlord in the village. The living conditions of the two families are completely different.

It's like she's done something unkind.

"Xue'er, whoever marries you in the future is really a blessing!" Zhao Ziwen smiled gently. I used to think that marriage was still very far away from him. But today, I suddenly felt that if I could marry Han Yingxue, become the closest person with her, and eat the delicious food she cooked, it would be another kind of happiness.

Zhao Qishan's face darkened, Zhao Ziwen saw the tenderness in Han Yingxue's eyes very clearly, and as a man, he also knew what it meant.

Especially what Zhao Ziwen said, he couldn't help but get nervous.

Does this man want to marry Cher?

He absolutely does not allow it!