It looks like it's a woman's thing, but it's just this gorgeous and colorful color scheme...... It's a bit rustic.

Gu Qi replied: "In the morning, Yin Mo and I went out to buy it for you, one box is chilblain cream, and the other is alabaster cream." Your cheeks are better, but frostbite can be too big or small to ignore. ”

Chen Xingling played with the two small boxes, and his heart was slightly sweet.

The abstinent husband's face is cold, and he can't say a sweet word, but he has always cared about himself in his heart.

As soon as I got home in the morning, I hurried out, and I didn't forget to take my little son with me so that she wouldn't go to sleep - it turned out that I was buying ointment for myself!

Whew! Bonus points for action-oriented little dads!

"Thank you Archie~~ I like it very much!"

Gu Qi avoided her sparkling eyes slightly and whispered, "Hungry, right?" I'm going to get you something to eat. ”

Chen Xingling couldn't help but ask curiously: "Are you...... Can you cook? ”

As far as she knows, Gu Qi is like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, eating three meals a day in the canteen of the factory, and never cooking.

He didn't cook because he couldn't, so he only had a small kerosene stove in the dormitory of the tube building to boil water, pots and pans, spoons, spoons, and spoons.

Gu Qijian's eyebrows were slightly raised, and a touch of embarrassment flashed on his fair-skinned handsome face.

"Not yet. I have some steamed buns left over from lunch, and I'm going to heat them up. ”

With that, he opened the door and went out, glancing out of the corner of his eye towards the old mother's room.

Since the old mother heard that he was going to take his wife and children south after the New Year, she began to sit still, and she didn't even eat well at noon, and ran out again in a hurry at noon, and when she came back, she yelled and dizzy, and now she is lying in bed motionless.

He told his two sisters to take care of them, but in his heart he understood what was going on.

Let's just have a good New Year.

Chen Xingling in the room grinned and snickered!

Sure enough, no one is perfect.

God opened the door for him to have a high IQ and good looks, and he had to close a small window for cooking, otherwise the others would have protested against the riots a long time ago!

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, Chen Xingling dodged and hid in the space to wash.

I slept a lot in the past two days, and my illness was almost better, and my face looked obviously better, but the frostbite and chapped places had not healed so quickly, and there were still redness and swelling in several places.

Chen Xingling knew that he couldn't be in a hurry, so he carefully rubbed the ointment and moisturizer.

Then, she poured out the tonic soup from the health pot and drank a large bowl of it.

She then poured some hot water into the water boiler and mixed it with cold water, washed the hair that had been treated with pomade in the morning, and quickly dried it with a hair dryer.

Luckily, her hair was short and it was blown out quickly.

Touching the silky black hair, Chen Xingling was secretly satisfied.

Phew~~ Finally, there is a place where I can barely count eighty points!

Everyone has a love for beauty. She has good facial features, she is also tall, and her foundation is not bad at all, so I'm really sorry for such a good appearance and figure if she doesn't dress up well.

Violent things or something, although it is a bit exaggerated, but she thinks that women should hurt themselves more, maintain them when they should maintain, dress up when they should dress up, and live happily in a happy mood, which is better than suffering their own bitterness and hatred.

The white rice in the rice cooker has been cooked and kept warm, and when it is turned on, the aroma of the rice is enticing.

She spooned a bowl, worried that Gu Qi would come back, so she didn't dare to run to the cooked meat area to find vegetables and meat, so she quickly pulled and ate it with her back against the exit gate and ran out of the space.

Fortunately, Gu Qi hasn't come back yet!

But she waited and waited and waited, and waited and waited, and she could not wait for him to come back.

Could it be that the fairy man who never cooks gave the kitchen to Huo Huo?

After sleeping for a few hours, and not knowing what was going on outside, she put on the old big flower jacket next to the bed, opened the door and walked out.

"Mom!" A voice shouted crisply.

I saw Xiaohuzi sitting on the threshold of the kitchen, dirty and dirty, pinching a hard steamed bun and gnawing on it.

Chen Xingling stepped forward suspiciously and found that the kitchen was deserted, and there was no adult.

"Son, where's your father?"

Xiaohuzi's little finger pointed to the gate: "Dad is gone." Someone came, talked a lot to Dad, and dragged Dad out. ”

Chen Xingling looked inside and out, and asked curiously, "What about the others?" ”

Xiaohuzi pointed to the backyard: "Grandma is sick, and the eldest aunt and little aunt are all there." ”

Chen Xingling remembered Li Ying's fierce tigress appearance in the morning, and her ultra-high decibel voice, and couldn't help but sneer secretly.

Sick? What kind of disease? Hehe!

She pinched the steamed buns in her son's hand and asked, "How do you eat cold steamed buns?" Hungry? ”

The little tiger pouted aggrievedly, and his chubby little hands were on his little belly.

"Hungry. Mom, I'm going to eat. Yesterday's steamed buns, today's steamed buns, are all steamed buns! I don't want it! I'm going to eat my mother's cooking! ”

Chen Xingling secretly felt distressed and led his son into the kitchen.

I saw pots and pans in a mess, there was nothing on the stove except a few cold steamed buns, and there was not even a spark in the stove.

I don't know when the honeycomb coal stove on the side has burned out, and the top one has only a little dark red flame left, and the others are dry and crispy, and there is no coal left.

Chen Xingling's body has the memory of the original heroine, and her work is not ambiguous at all, and her movements are quickly replaced with new briquettes.

In the past, the heroine was pressed by her mother-in-law to take care of all the housework, and she didn't dare to make a mistake, let alone waste a little thing, otherwise her mother-in-law would scold, even her ancestors for eighteen generations.

Now Chen Xingling is not afraid at all, and he works hard.

She took a small match from the matchbox, wiped it vigorously, and it quickly burst into flames.

She took the hay and soon burned it, and threw it into the stove.

Then she added more hay and carefully put the dry wood on to burn.

Soon, the stove started to burn.

Chen Xingling unscrewed the lid of the water tank, found that there was only one drop of water left, scooped out two scoops of water and poured it into the cauldron and brought it to the stove, and began to boil the water.

Xiaohuzi came over, squatted down with a chubby body, and squeezed beside her.

"Mom, it's so warm here!"

Chen Xingling smiled and lowered his voice: "You wait here, I'll go get the noodles to cook." ”

As soon as Xiaohuzi heard that he could eat noodles, his eyes immediately nodded.

"Good! I'm waiting~~"

Chen Xingling quietly slipped back to the room, flashed into the space and took out two large packets of instant noodles, quickly ripped off the packaging bag and threw it into the trash, put the soup bag and oil bag into his pocket, and hurriedly ran out again.

The water on the stove began to smoke and quickly boiled.

Chen Xingling tore open the soup and oil packets and poured them into the pot, and then threw the small bags into the stove and burned them.

The water is boiled, underneath, stirred, and soon it is served.

Xiaohuzi inhaled and inhaled hard: "Wow~~~ It's so fragrant!" Mom! What kind of noodles are you cooking? It smells so good! Mommy is amazing! ”

Chen Xingling was amused by the cute little gluttonous worm, and used chopsticks to separate a small bowl to blow cold and throw it away.

"This is a dry noodle sent by my uncle to my mother, it is easy to cook and tastes pretty good. Come on, eat it. ”

Xiaohuzi already knows how to use chopsticks, but the posture is still not very standardized, and the small hand of the fist pulls the noodle into his mouth, and he sucks it, and then the little mouth can't stop.