"Rest, I'll do it for you. "After lying on the bed for so long, the strength has come back a lot, and for the little husband in front of him, Bai Ruoyu's heart has an indescribable complexity.

Let such a little boy cook for himself, how can he feel a little beast, the original owner is three years older than Mo Wenyun, how can he not let the little husband cook.

After getting off the bed, Bai Ruoyu followed her memory and went straight to the place where the food was stored at home, she opened the rice jar, and saw that there was only a small handful of rice, which was estimated to be counted with the naked eye, it was a few.

Bai Ruoyu's face suddenly turned black like the bottom of a pot, she really wanted to scold God fiercely, how could she be poor like this, she was really angry.

Her heart at the moment is really incomparable, and she has the heart to cry, and finally she still held back, scraped out the only rice grain with tears, took the broken jar that was missing a hole, went to the door to get water, and washed the small handful of rice like a baby.

At this time, all she can make is white porridge, and only in this way can she and Xiaofujun be able to drink to their heart's content.

The cauldron was black enough to wipe off a layer, and when Bai Ruoyu opened the lid again, her heart was broken.

Let Xiaofujun go to the courtyard to get some water, in order to eat hygienic and clean, she washed the pot back and forth several times, and saw that the water was no longer muddy, so she gave up and carefully put the washed rice into the pot.

Bai Ruoyu was on the stove, and the movements like clouds and water appeared on her body at this moment, which seemed to be the most normal thing, Mo Wenyun looked at her seriously for a while, and a pair of black eyes as black as ink stared at her tightly.

Bai Ruoyu's movements were not so skillful before, and the dishes he cooked were almost paste.....

There were also several times when the kitchen was almost .....

However, Bai Ruoyu at this moment surprised him again and again, and he was deep in thought, and suddenly heard Bai Ruoyu's voice.

"Wen Yun, set the dishes and chopsticks, and you will be able to eat soon. Bai Ruoyu read this name and felt that it was extremely smooth, much better than what he called Xiaofujun.

Moreover, she felt that her husband's name was really connotative, which completely subverted her cognition, generally getting a name in the countryside is to make a living, and there will not be such a nice name, but Mo Wenyun's name is more beautiful.

At this moment, although the gap in my heart has adjusted a lot, when I think of myself inexplicably becoming a married woman, my heart is like 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping by.

Mo Wenyun had been silently looking at Bai Ruoyu secretly, took all her expressions into her eyes, walked over, took three bowls with notches from the side, and placed them on the table with only three legs.

"After setting up the chopsticks, let's come over and bake them!" Bai Ruoyu looked at Xiao Fujun's somewhat purple lips, and made a sound to let him squat by the stove and roast for a while, seeing that his face slowly eased, he put the cooked porridge in a clay pot.

"Drink slowly, there's still in this jar. Bai Ruoyu wanted to pour the half bag of sweet potatoes again, but thinking of the poverty in this family, she endured it and drank more porridge!

"When you're full, you can't drink it all, and you have to leave it to Brother Zhou. Mo Wenyun's eating action was extremely elegant, which made Bai Ruoyu have the illusion for a moment, this cheap little husband of hers was not a mud doll in the countryside at all, but an illegitimate child left out by a big family?