He Yuan, who was determined to lose his personality and wanted to win his wife's forgiveness, rushed to the kitchen, preparing to make a banquet for Manhan to greet his wife, and tried hard to recall his unique skills in his mind, hoping that this food would capture Mo Manyun's wall.
Bang... crackle... dong dong... swish... swish...
About a quarter of an hour, an extremely noisy sound came from the kitchen. Xia Yuhe, who was slightly strange, walked away when she heard the sound. However, the scene in front of her almost scared her to death. She placed pots and pans all over the floor, with more than 30 pieces of big and small, and on the chopping board and windowsill, there were vegetables and meat...
A Yuan, what are you going to do?Xia Yuhe hurriedly stopped Lao He and wiped her cold sweat: It's almost time to stop, it's morning, just eat some light food, stop working.Seeing He Yuan take it back one by one, Xia Yuhe breathed out and felt scared: Yunyun didn't eat anything for a night, let's make some soup for her.
Under the instruction of the old man, Lao Hecai gave up the idea of Manhan's full banquet. When the fresh soup was released, he couldn't wait to pick up the pot and ran to the second floor.
After twisting it, the door was locked. He Yuan knocked on the door: Yunyun, you're so hungry, open the door quickly, I'll stew fresh soup for you, drink it while it's hot.
quiet……
Echo: None.
He Yuan did not give up, this was expected. After knocking three times but no one answered, He Yuan smiled: Can a door stump me?
I brushed, took out a bunch of keys from my pocket, and carefully selected them before aiming at the keyhole...
Click, the door... is open.
Mo Manyun obviously didn't expect that the door locked well was opened by her husband. He quickly moved his eyes away from the door and pretended to correct the documents.
He Yuan put the soup pot on the table, but before he could speak, Mo Manyun's cold voice sounded: Please go out, I am handling government documents, and idle people are prohibited from watching.God knows what she is correcting, but now the little woman is all focused on revenge.
Thinking of He Yuan's swearing, Mo Manyun felt that his heart was about to break. Xia Yuhe was right. No one had scolded her since she was a child, let alone the person who scolded her was her husband who was usually obedient to her. The gap was too big, so Mo Manyun felt like she fell from heaven to hell.
He Yuan laughed dryly: This, I know you are angry with me. The situation was in crisis at that time, and I scolded you impulse. Hehe, you should eat something first. It’s not good if you are hungry. My account will be settled later.He pushed the soup pot at her, straightened the spoon, and looked at her expectantly.
If I had known why I had to go today, Mo Manyun glanced at him, then withdrew his gaze and continued to pretend to work: I'll say it again, please go out.
OK OK OK I'll go, but remember to drink soup while it's hot.He Yuan knew that this was not a matter of a moment, and had already prepared for a long-term preparation. He smiled embarrassedly before leaving the door. However, Lao He, who arrived at the door, suddenly stopped, pointed to the documents in front of his wife, and coughed twice to remind him: The government documents are in the study, and the few pieces of paper in front of you are the manuscripts of our newspaper.
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In a fit of anger, Momanyun slapped the table and said: Go out for me!How could he say hate in his heart? He originally wanted to take revenge on He Yuan, but who would have thought that he would make fun of him.
The dejected Lao He found his mother-in-law and curled his lips in a depressed manner: Failed, alas, I am so stupid, really.
Xia Yuhe patted him comfortably: Be patient, Yunyun may just want to vent his anger. As for you, just follow her. How can you make her happy? You can do whatever you want.
I remember, by the way, mom, eat breakfast for lunch. I see that soup she will definitely not drink, so don’t get sick if you starve.He was both hardworking and angry, and He Yuan was really afraid that his wife would not be able to bear it: I think you should cook at noon, I'm afraid what I did...
I know, mom will prepare now.Xia Yuhe smiled bitterly and shook her head. The young couple Ah.
He Yuan was idle and suddenly thought of Mo Qi. The girl had a weird look just now. She obviously knew that the little woman was angry, but the unlucky girl didn't tell her. Humph, it seems that the lesson last time was not enough. Old He thought about whether he would beat her one day.
At around ten o'clock, He Yuan helped the old man to serve the meal. The fragrance was everywhere, and even He Yuan aroused a hint of appetite. Under Xia Yuhe's greeting, Mo Manyun walked downstairs with a cold little face. When He Yuan saw it, he hurriedly pulled out the chair for her, arranged the napkins and chopsticks...
Seeing her husband's service in place, Mo Manyun felt a little more comfortable and naturally sat down and started eating.
He Yuan knew that her anger had not yet subsided, so he picked up another chopsticks of spinach and put it into her bowl: Eat more spinach, which is good for the health.
Mo Manyun had a chance. She pulled the spinach steak she had picked up by her husband to the outside in an exaggerated way, and carefully brought the rice that had been dipped in spinach to the side. It looked like she was picking up food, she was just a stinky sister.
Looking at He Yuan’s wonderful expression, Mo Manyun was a little proud. The revenge plan was successful!
Since he couldn't pick up the food, He Yuan might as well eat it by himself. After tasting the sweet and sour tenderloin that he hadn't had for a long time, his eyes lit up and smelled. At this moment, his appetite was wide open, and he ate three pieces in a row, but the end of it was still unsatisfied, and the chopsticks ran away again...
However, when he barely touched the tenderloin on the plate, a black shadow flashed in vain. The next moment, the tenderloin that was originally bound to be won disappeared without a trace!
He Yuan hated him, looked at the tenderloin in his wife's bowl and said to himself: He Yuan, He Yuan, you have no personality or dignity now, you have to endure it, do you understand, she is a woman, and even your wife, you have to give in to her.After comforting himself, He Yuan stretched out his chopsticks again. There were too many tenderloin anyway, so there was no shortage of that one.
I clamped...whoosh...the tenderloin that was so close to me was gone again.
I'll clip again...whoosh...
I clamp, I clamp, I clamp the clamp...whoo, wow, wow, wow...
Every piece of tenderloin that was about to be picked up by He Yuan would be taken first by Mo Manyun, who was ready to go. The little woman simply put her chopsticks over the sweet and sour tenderloin. She would snatch whatever her husband liked.
My goodness.He Yuan patted his forehead in a pissy manner: Do you still let people live?
Momanyun smiled proudly, the revenge plan was successful!
Bang... crackle... dong dong... swish... swish...
About a quarter of an hour, an extremely noisy sound came from the kitchen. Xia Yuhe, who was slightly strange, walked away when she heard the sound. However, the scene in front of her almost scared her to death. She placed pots and pans all over the floor, with more than 30 pieces of big and small, and on the chopping board and windowsill, there were vegetables and meat...
A Yuan, what are you going to do?Xia Yuhe hurriedly stopped Lao He and wiped her cold sweat: It's almost time to stop, it's morning, just eat some light food, stop working.Seeing He Yuan take it back one by one, Xia Yuhe breathed out and felt scared: Yunyun didn't eat anything for a night, let's make some soup for her.
Under the instruction of the old man, Lao Hecai gave up the idea of Manhan's full banquet. When the fresh soup was released, he couldn't wait to pick up the pot and ran to the second floor.
After twisting it, the door was locked. He Yuan knocked on the door: Yunyun, you're so hungry, open the door quickly, I'll stew fresh soup for you, drink it while it's hot.
quiet……
Echo: None.
He Yuan did not give up, this was expected. After knocking three times but no one answered, He Yuan smiled: Can a door stump me?
I brushed, took out a bunch of keys from my pocket, and carefully selected them before aiming at the keyhole...
Click, the door... is open.
Mo Manyun obviously didn't expect that the door locked well was opened by her husband. He quickly moved his eyes away from the door and pretended to correct the documents.
He Yuan put the soup pot on the table, but before he could speak, Mo Manyun's cold voice sounded: Please go out, I am handling government documents, and idle people are prohibited from watching.God knows what she is correcting, but now the little woman is all focused on revenge.
Thinking of He Yuan's swearing, Mo Manyun felt that his heart was about to break. Xia Yuhe was right. No one had scolded her since she was a child, let alone the person who scolded her was her husband who was usually obedient to her. The gap was too big, so Mo Manyun felt like she fell from heaven to hell.
He Yuan laughed dryly: This, I know you are angry with me. The situation was in crisis at that time, and I scolded you impulse. Hehe, you should eat something first. It’s not good if you are hungry. My account will be settled later.He pushed the soup pot at her, straightened the spoon, and looked at her expectantly.
If I had known why I had to go today, Mo Manyun glanced at him, then withdrew his gaze and continued to pretend to work: I'll say it again, please go out.
OK OK OK I'll go, but remember to drink soup while it's hot.He Yuan knew that this was not a matter of a moment, and had already prepared for a long-term preparation. He smiled embarrassedly before leaving the door. However, Lao He, who arrived at the door, suddenly stopped, pointed to the documents in front of his wife, and coughed twice to remind him: The government documents are in the study, and the few pieces of paper in front of you are the manuscripts of our newspaper.
bump
In a fit of anger, Momanyun slapped the table and said: Go out for me!How could he say hate in his heart? He originally wanted to take revenge on He Yuan, but who would have thought that he would make fun of him.
The dejected Lao He found his mother-in-law and curled his lips in a depressed manner: Failed, alas, I am so stupid, really.
Xia Yuhe patted him comfortably: Be patient, Yunyun may just want to vent his anger. As for you, just follow her. How can you make her happy? You can do whatever you want.
I remember, by the way, mom, eat breakfast for lunch. I see that soup she will definitely not drink, so don’t get sick if you starve.He was both hardworking and angry, and He Yuan was really afraid that his wife would not be able to bear it: I think you should cook at noon, I'm afraid what I did...
I know, mom will prepare now.Xia Yuhe smiled bitterly and shook her head. The young couple Ah.
He Yuan was idle and suddenly thought of Mo Qi. The girl had a weird look just now. She obviously knew that the little woman was angry, but the unlucky girl didn't tell her. Humph, it seems that the lesson last time was not enough. Old He thought about whether he would beat her one day.
At around ten o'clock, He Yuan helped the old man to serve the meal. The fragrance was everywhere, and even He Yuan aroused a hint of appetite. Under Xia Yuhe's greeting, Mo Manyun walked downstairs with a cold little face. When He Yuan saw it, he hurriedly pulled out the chair for her, arranged the napkins and chopsticks...
Seeing her husband's service in place, Mo Manyun felt a little more comfortable and naturally sat down and started eating.
He Yuan knew that her anger had not yet subsided, so he picked up another chopsticks of spinach and put it into her bowl: Eat more spinach, which is good for the health.
Mo Manyun had a chance. She pulled the spinach steak she had picked up by her husband to the outside in an exaggerated way, and carefully brought the rice that had been dipped in spinach to the side. It looked like she was picking up food, she was just a stinky sister.
Looking at He Yuan’s wonderful expression, Mo Manyun was a little proud. The revenge plan was successful!
Since he couldn't pick up the food, He Yuan might as well eat it by himself. After tasting the sweet and sour tenderloin that he hadn't had for a long time, his eyes lit up and smelled. At this moment, his appetite was wide open, and he ate three pieces in a row, but the end of it was still unsatisfied, and the chopsticks ran away again...
However, when he barely touched the tenderloin on the plate, a black shadow flashed in vain. The next moment, the tenderloin that was originally bound to be won disappeared without a trace!
He Yuan hated him, looked at the tenderloin in his wife's bowl and said to himself: He Yuan, He Yuan, you have no personality or dignity now, you have to endure it, do you understand, she is a woman, and even your wife, you have to give in to her.After comforting himself, He Yuan stretched out his chopsticks again. There were too many tenderloin anyway, so there was no shortage of that one.
I clamped...whoosh...the tenderloin that was so close to me was gone again.
I'll clip again...whoosh...
I clamp, I clamp, I clamp the clamp...whoo, wow, wow, wow...
Every piece of tenderloin that was about to be picked up by He Yuan would be taken first by Mo Manyun, who was ready to go. The little woman simply put her chopsticks over the sweet and sour tenderloin. She would snatch whatever her husband liked.
My goodness.He Yuan patted his forehead in a pissy manner: Do you still let people live?
Momanyun smiled proudly, the revenge plan was successful!
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