Fisherman [ Danmei MTL ]

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The fragrant pheasant smell wafted out of the stove, Zhao Qian looked at the chestnuts were already stewed, and there was some yellow oily sauce floating on the soup, which smelled very fragrant.

The pheasant was stronger than the domestic chicken. He tasted After taking a bite, he sprinkled some salt into the pot and shouted to the back room. "Shaoyu, you can eat."

After Zhou Ge'er helped put the chicken out of the pot, he went to the hall to sew the rotten fishing nets.

Zhao Qian wanted to be in the space.

There are already a lot of fishing gear.

In fact, such a rotten net doesn't need to clean it up.

It's just that he has some consideration for a while.

If he tells Zhou Ge'er about the space so rashly, he is afraid he can't accept it.

"Okay, I'll get it later. Let's eat."

Brother Zhou replied, and put the fishing net under the stairs to prepare the meal. Zhao Qian said, "You just sit there and I will bring the food. "

"Okay." Brother Zhou was bending down to sit down, and there was a knock on the door outside the room.

Zhao Qian went to pull the door open, and Brother Zhou craned his neck.

"Who?"

Zhao Qian couldn't answer that. He didn't know many people, and he had never seen the woman standing at the door.

"You haven't eaten yet?" Hearing this smiling and somewhat loud voice, Zhou Ge'er immediately got up from the bench and hurried to the door.

There was still heavy rain outside.

The hat was sprinkled with water all over the place.

Brother Zhou's face was cold, and his voice was very cold. "Mother, why are you here?"

Zhao Qian couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed by this name.

Normally, Brother Zhou hadn't mentioned family matters, nor had he asked.

He only knew a little bit of fur, so that he didn't know his mother-in-law. He smiled quickly and acted like he was most enthusiastic.

Although he was awkward, he said, "So it's a mother, come in quickly."

"Outside. It's raining coldly." Zhou Wangshi shrank his hands and got into the house from the door with a smile.

Brother Zhou looked at Zhao Qian, pursing his lips, and stopped talking.

"Shao Yu, close the door soon." Zhao Qian didn't pay attention to this.

Seeing him standing at the door and keeping the same posture, he reminded him aloud.

Then he took Zhou Wangshi's hat and hung it aside, and asked, "Have you eaten?

"Shaoyu and I ate late tonight." 

Zhou Wangshi stretched his neck and looked around, sniffing, but he was not polite.

"Hi, really not. I smelled the fragrance in the house. What are you eating at noon today?"

Brother Zhou limped over and his voice was cold.

"Mother, what are you doing here?" 

Zhou Wangshi did not agree to Zhou. Brother, stretched out some long necks and looked at Zhao Qian smiling.

"Isn't it bothering you to eat?" 

Zhao Qian's eyebrows condensed.

"No, let's eat together."