Shen Yan's face turned black into the bottom of the pot, and with a slap of the wind sweeping over, Sang Sang immediately held back his smile, but there was still a little bit of a small smile on the bottom of his eyebrows.

After Aunt Fu left, Shen Yan asked coldly, "What are you laughing at?" ”

Sang Sang's little face was serious, and he shook his head seriously, "It's nothing." ”

Shen Yan: "You also think we are like father and daughter?" ”

Sangsang shook his head into a rattle again, "No, absolutely not!" ”

Shen Yan coldly spit out four words, "Duplicity!" ”

Sangsang: ......

His appearance made Sangsang feel like a big tsundere cat, which made her feel the urge to reach out and stroke his beard to soothe him.

This bold thought startled her, and she quickly hid it carefully.

That night, Shen Yan turned out a bronze mirror for the first time and looked at his face seriously.

Father?

Is he that old?

Aunt Fu is really dizzy!

He snapped the bronze mirror upside down on the table and lay down on the bed.

He grew his beard to increase his deterrence, to make him look more fierce, so that no one would dare to disturb him again, and how could he shave it because of their words?

But a quarter of an hour later, Shen Yan sat up from the bed like a carp and picked up the razor.

On a hot day, this long beard is a little too hot, but it is still shaved cool.

Well, he's because of this, not because he's afraid of being mistaken for being a father and daughter!

The next day, Sang Sang got up early in the morning to make breakfast as usual.

Yawning as she walked out the door.

Just then, the door next door creaked open.

Sang Sang looked for prestige, and the yawn halfway through the fight was instantly stuck, she opened her mouth, stared, and looked at the man in front of her in a daze.

He was dressed in the clothes he had just made, which made his figure crisp and upright as a pine.

The bushy beard on his face was gone, leaving only a faint bit of cyan stubble.

Without the cover of his big beard, his whole person seemed to have completely changed.

His facial features are sharp and angular, like a knife and axe, heroic and resolute, rough and tough, these tough characteristics, but just right to outline a handsome, clear, and very masculine face.

Sang Sang stared at him stunned, and in the next moment, his face was dyed crimson, and for some reason, his heart was beating fast.

Shen Yan took in her reaction, and the corners of her lips hooked slightly.

He said in a leisurely tone, "What, you don't know me anymore?" ”

Sang Sang's eyes widened, "I recognize, of course I recognize ......"

Shen Yan: "Are you still like a father and daughter now?" ”

Sangsang: ...... How did he remember this stubble?

She muttered, "I didn't think it looked like it." ”

It was Aunt Fu who said it, but she didn't say it.

Shen Yan let out a soft snort from his nose, let her go.

After shaving his beard, Shen Yan himself was a little unaccustomed to it, as if he was missing something.

Every time Sang Sang saw his face, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, but fortunately there was a face towel to cover her.

The days slowly flow by like flowing water.

Every day, as soon as the sky is bright, there is movement in the small courtyard.

The door creaked, and then, accompanied by a soft and gentle female voice, a group of chicks chirped, and in the noise, there was a lively and cheerful atmosphere.

After a quarter of an hour, there was the sound of water, either she was washing in the kitchen or she was carrying water to water the vegetable patch.

Shen Yan is not a lazy person, but every morning listening to these movements from the small courtyard, he feels very relaxed, and he falls asleep again with his eyes squinted.

When she woke up again, the aroma was already wafting from the kitchen, and it was her breakfast in Zhangluo.

A few days ago, Sang Sang made a pumpkin pie with the remaining pumpkin in the kitchen, and steamed a brown sugar steamed bun, the pumpkin cake was sweet and soft, and the brown sugar steamed bun was soft and sweet, each with its own way of eating.

Tired of eating sweetly, she changed her tricks again, scallion pancakes, sauce cakes, and mixed sauce noodles.

The puff pastry of the scallion pancake is fragrant and crispy, the sauce cake is spicy but not dry, crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, and the mixed sauce noodles are fragrant and rich, which makes Shen Yan feast and sweep the clouds every time.

The breakfast alone is already so rich and diverse, and the lunch and dinner are even more varied, chicken, duck, fish, meat and shrimp, no matter what the ingredients, she can have different methods, which can make Shen Yan feel amazing every time.

Shen Yan would go into the mountains every once in a while, and he could have more or less harvest every time.

The game hunted in the mountains and the mushrooms and wild vegetables picked can all be turned into delicious food on the table, which makes Shen Yan more motivated every time he enters the mountains.

Sangsang also feels that his life is extraordinarily fulfilling now, and he feels extra relieved.

Looking at the little changes that happen in this family every day, she feels very happy.

Every night, she also followed the old doctor's instructions and seriously applied medicine to her face.

At first, she was very concerned about the changes in her face, but then she became less concerned.

Because she knew that even if she had always been as ugly as she was now, Shen Yan would not dislike her.

Time is slowly passing in this small daily routine of eating and drinking.

The bare vegetable garden in front of the courtyard finally sprouted a little green shoot, and the chicks in the chicken pen slowly grew up, chirping more lively and cheerful.

In the kitchen, her precious pickles have also fermented from emerald green to yellow-green, and finally turned into a ripe yellow and soothing moving color, which is simply delightful to see.

She took out a small bowl, and the tantalizing fragrance came to her nose, and saliva was secreted in her mouth instantly.

Taste a bite, crispy, sour, spicy, refreshing!

She also dug out a few scallion heads, which were crispier, more refreshing, and had a unique fragrance.

When the weather is too hot, you have a bad appetite, and when you take a bite, your appetite will be instantly whetted, and you can kill three bowls of rice!

She's right, this thing is really an appetizing artifact!

Only the pickled garlic has not yet been cooked, but the expectation in Shen Yan's heart has been raised high.

Sang Sang picked two small cans and asked Shen Yan to send them to Aunt Fu.

"It's not a valuable thing, and it's not much, but it's also our heart."

The word "we" made Shen Yan feel happy, he happily took it, turned around and left.

Shen Yan left, and Sang Sang planned to go and do something else.

But for some reason, as soon as I turned around, I suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and the whole person fell to the ground with a flower in front of him.

Immediately after, some terrifying images flashed before her eyes.

The images were fleeting, and soon vanished, and with it the dizziness.

Sang Sang sat on the ground, stunned for a long time and didn't come back to her senses, for a moment, she couldn't tell whether the picture she had just seen was real or just her imagination.

However, for no reason, how could she imagine such a scene?

Thinking of the precise intuition she had inexplicably before, Sang Sang felt that this might also be God's feedback to her.

It is better to believe in everything than to believe in what it does not have!

Whether it's true or not, she has to think of something to verify it!