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"Well, you're welcome."

Ye Tingcheng nodded, did not back down from him, but smiled and ate the few meaty small ribs he gave him.

"You are my closest and most intimate lover, how can I be polite to you. I'll never be polite to you, never. ”

She has decided to work hard with Ling Xiao to face the coming days together.

How could he put everything on himself and not let Ling Xiao face this.

No matter what, Ling Xiao is also a man, a man with hands and feet.

He would not agree, she carried all the dangers and difficulties on her shoulders, and he could only hide behind his back.

"Otherwise, after eating, I'll wash the dishes."

Ling Xiao suggested that he had never brushed the bowl, and no matter how rough the food was at the border, he didn't have to wash the dishes himself.

Even after being driven away, he also stretched out his hand to open his mouth, never entered the kitchen, and never brushed a pair of chopsticks.

Now he desperately wants to share some of the household chores with his daughter-in-law.

Well, let's start by washing the dishes, he can always do this.

"Okay."

Ye Tingcheng didn't say no, anyway, there was warm water in the kitchen, and it was just right to use it to wash the dishes.

Seeing that his daughter-in-law agreed, Ling Xiao couldn't help but speed up the pace of eating.

After eating a breakfast, most of the breakfast made by Ye Tingcheng was eaten by him.

However, Ye Qingcheng ate the most ribs, almost all of them were eaten by her, and Ling Xiao sandwiched a piece for her without much pause.

A dozen potstickers were divided equally between two people, and they had a pot full of stewed pork ribs with potatoes and delicious pork rib soup, and told them to eat until the end, and even the pork rib soup was drunk, and there was no soup left.

"I'm full."

Ling Xiao put down the chopsticks in his hand and said with satisfaction.

Knowing that his sense of taste had completely awakened, after eating the meal he had not seen for a long time, the more he ate, the more he couldn't stop.

If Ye Tingcheng hadn't done this, he would have doubled it, and he felt that he would be able to finish it.

Really, he reluctantly put down the chopsticks in his hand, and he was already thinking about it in his heart.

What kind of lunch will his daughter-in-law cook for him, and how much will he cook.

"What do you want to eat at noon?"

Ye Tingcheng, who had a heart for him, suddenly asked, "What do you want to eat, what will I do for you." ”

"I want to eat, the hawthorn you boiled that day."

Ling Xiao suddenly remembered that the sour taste was greater than the sweetness of the hawthorn. Moreover, it is the kind of hawthorn that his daughter-in-law deliberately survived.

The juice is transparent, but viscous, and although sugar is added, the sweetness still can't suppress the sourness.

He is not a foodie, what he wants most is to taste the taste of hawthorn, or the purest hawthorn taste.

Sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty, he prefers sour taste to other tastes.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been the one who ate the most hawthorn that day, and that was not what his daughter-in-law had deliberately survived.

"Do you want to eat that hawthorn?"

Ye Chengcheng didn't expect that what Ling Xiao would never forget was the particularly sour hawthorn.

Like her, she doesn't actually have a special preference.

However, when it comes to hawthorn, she thinks that this sour taste is still in the last place.

After all, hawthorn is not vinegar, it is a fruit that is more sour than vinegar.

"It's just that I suddenly thought like this, if it's inconvenient, I won't eat it."

Ling Xiao didn't want to embarrass his daughter-in-law, unless his head was in the water, he would have such a strange thought.

He suddenly thought of the hawthorn he had eaten, but he didn't necessarily have to eat it in his mouth.

"What's so inconvenient about that."

Ye Chengcheng said with a smile: "If you are in our Xiaoqing Village, it can be very difficult for you to eat hawthorn. If you want to eat the hawthorn that we grow, it will be at least a long time.

However, this is in the prefecture, and I think there may be hawthorn. Although my sister-in-law said that she bought hawthorn from the town, I think there may not be no one in the county.

It just so happened that I was going to buy the ingredients for my next kind of confectionery. If you don't want to lie down, let's just go down that street together and see if we can find someone who sells hawthorn. ”

Although the county seat is more prosperous than the town, it is still a little insufficient.

However, the county seat is not far from the town, and there can be scenes in the town where people bring hawthorn to sell.

Then the county also has this possibility, if they want it, then look for it, maybe it will be the same good luck as picking up a leak.

"Let's go."

Ling Xiao was also very interested, since he had to lie on the bed all the time since he was poisoned, he had not been out for a long time.

It's not walking around your own yard, it's not in the village, it's going to your neighbors' houses.

It's like going to Aunt Li's house, which is not really going out.

The real consciousness of going out is that he becomes a normal person, going in and out with his daughter-in-law and children, and strolling in the county together.

It's best if two people can hold hands and interlock their fingers, how romantic it would be.

This is what he is looking forward to the most, and this is what he has been looking forward to.

That is, two people grow old together, and neither leaves the other behind.

Seeing that Ling Xiao's interest was very high, Ye Tingcheng took him a new piece of clothing and a new pair of cotton shoes.

When they came to the county from Xiaoqing Village, Ling Xiao was always wearing ordinary old clothes and old shoes.

The old clothes were not made for him by the Ling family, but bought later.

All the clothes that Ling had made for him during the expulsion of their mother and son, as well as the shoes they had worked so hard to make, were later well collected.

Whether it was clothes or shoes and socks, Ye Tingcheng washed him and neatly put them away in his baggage.

Because of the newly flipped home in Xiaoqing Village, he had to leave it behind, so Ye Tingcheng had to take it away, and everything that could be taken away was stuffed into the ox cart.

Of course not, I forgot to take away a piece of Ling's motherly heart.

And the new clothes on Ling Xiao's body, as well as the new cotton shoes, are also from Ling's hands.

She was so weak that she could barely hold a needle, she could not hold the soles of her shoes, and she could not see anything at night, even with several candles lit.

With a motherly heart, she didn't care about the needlework and thread to tie the holes on her two hands and ten fingers, and still drove out the clothes for Ling Xiao all year round, and she also asked for shoes and socks.

Ye Chengcheng also found a new wrapper and put it away for him.

However, it is not just to put it away, not to ask him to wear it, but to make it a souvenir.

And now is the best time to take it out, and they want to go to the county together.

Naturally, the clothes on her body were not made for her by the Ling family, but the socks on her feet were sewn by the Ling family for her with a stitch and a thread.

Although their husband and wife had no choice but to leave their favorite mother on the fairy mountain. But they can put on their mothers, and give them clothes and shoes made by their own hands, as if their mothers were always by their side.

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