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It didn't take long for Lin Xuan to cook a table of dishes.

Jin Chen took the empty plate and carefully covered it so as not to cool it too quickly.

"Feiyu, you call your grandfather to dinner."

"Roger."

As soon as the boy turned his head, Huang Renpu appeared with a kind smile, "No, the old man smelled the food and came out by himself." ”

"Uncle Huang, please take a seat." Lin Xuan enthusiastically moved the stool for him.

"I didn't expect it...... You know a lot about this. ”

"It's common sense, isn't it?" She motioned for everyone to move their chopsticks, "It's cold, everyone hurry up and eat." ”

Jin Chen looked at the dishes on the table, they were a little vegetarian, but they were all organic vegetables, and the most important thing was that Ying Ying cooked it herself today, so he couldn't help but have a big appetite.

"Come, Yingying, taste the shredded potatoes, I cut them."

Since identifying the woman in front of him, he often learns the craft from Zhang's mother, and occasionally asks the chef to make up for it, but he finds that he is better at making pastries than Chinese food. The craft of cutting vegetables is better than cooking.

Therefore, he is very proud of such a job as cutting shredded potatoes.

Lin Xuan saw his thoughts, picked up a pinch and put it in his mouth, and boasted to himself, "Well, why is it so delicious?" ”

"Hehe, because I cut it." Jin Chen thought she was praising herself, and she was complacent.

"Wrong, because it was Sister Lin who fried it." Huang Feiyu retorted.

"Smart, but ......" glanced at her unhappy husband, Lin Xuan added, "The most important thing is that Ah Chen's kung fu is good, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to fry such delicious shredded potatoes." ”

When the words fell, she sandwiched some celery fried beef for Huang Renpu, "Uncle, it's good to eat celery, can you taste it?" ”

"Okay, I'll do it myself." The old man tasted it very usefully.

Jin Chen's face sank suddenly, Ying Ying didn't give him vegetables, eccentric!

"Come, Ah Chen, try the carrot fried bacon, this kind of bacon is not seen in the city."

"Okay." The cold man suddenly raised a smile, which was completely different from the pitiful appearance just now.

Lin Xuan couldn't help but feel funny, her man, what a big vinegar jar!

In just ten minutes, the dishes on the table were wiped out, and even the vegetable juice was poured into the bowl by Huang Feiyu and mixed with rice.

Looking at the plate with no residues left, Lin Xuan was dumbfounded.

That's — that's an exaggeration!

"Sister Lin, shall I wash the dishes?"

"How can I let you wash it, I'll just come."

One big and one small, rushing to work with each other.

"Miss Lin, you just let Feiyu wash it, in the past, he used to help me wash it, and it was quite clean. You and Mr. Jin have been busy all afternoon, so let's go back to the room early to rest, there are clean quilts, quilt covers and bed sheets in the wardrobe, please make them yourself. "The old man didn't treat them as guests, he spoke very casually.

Hearing him say this, Lin Xuan nodded.

"Okay then, Feiyu, thank you for your hard work."

"It's a little thing, it's on me."

Jin Chen and Lin Xuan clasped their fingers tightly and returned to the room they had seen in the afternoon.

opened the wardrobe, took out the quilt, quilt cover and bed sheets inside, and Lin Xuan began to make the bed seriously.

Because the quilt was too big and her strength was not enough, she was like a war, and she never succeeded. Unconsciously, his face began to become impetuous, "Ah Chen, you let me." ”

Seeing his wife's strange appearance, Jin Chen gently held her wrist, "This kind of rough work will be done for the husband, right?" ”

"Are you sure?"

"Why don't you try it?"

Jin Chen's movements were never separated from the water, and he divided the work of making the bed by two.

"When did you learn it?" Lin Xuanhu said suspiciously.

"Just now, didn't my wife demonstrate on the spot?"

The corners of Lin Xuan's mouth twitched slightly, "That...... It's because I don't have enough strength, it's not that I can't do it, you know! ”

"Yes, yes, yes."

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