Pampered Eighty Little Daughter-in-law [MTL]

Chapter 88-90

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Chapter 88

    When I got home, it was half past eleven and it was almost time to cook lunch.

    Xiao Elegy told Mu Yunhao and the others to sit in the main room to rest, and then she went into the stove alone, ready to cook lunch.

    It's just that she just poured the rice into the pot when Mu Yunhao came in.

    Mu Yunhao said: "You are too hard to cook alone, let me help you."

    Xiao Elegy closed the lid of the pot, and she turned her head to look at him: "No, the work in this stove is very easy.

    Yes , you don't need to help." But Mu Yunhao walked to the stove hole and sat down.

    He reached out and picked up the fire tongs, and put firewood into the stove hole: "I will help you to make a fire. If someone helps to make the fire, you will be more relaxed."

    Xiao Elegy, Mu Yunhao seems to be very skilled at burning fire, and seems to do this job often. of.

    She was slightly surprised and raised her eyebrows and said: "I didn't expect that the eldest master of the Mu family would actually work in the kitchen." I

    thought that the eldest master of him didn't even know what the tongs were.

    Mu Yunhao raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "When I was a child, I lived in the country for a long time. During that time, I used to cook with fire. Fire is a very simple thing for me, but I haven't done it for a long time. It's time to cook, maybe it's a bit rusty to cook."

    He thinks that if he has time in the future, he should learn how to cook again.

    After all, after learning this thing, sometimes you can cook for her, right?

    He was already thinking about it, if she let him take care of him, then he... would definitely take care of her very well. Even if he wants him to cook for her three meals a day, he is willing.

    Xiao Elegy took down the cutting board hung on the wall and put it on the stove. She curled her lips slightly and said with a smile: "Then you are a little like Zhan Zeyan. Zhan Zeyan is not good at cooking, but he can burn a lot. "

    When it came to Zhan Zeyan, she suddenly felt a ripple in her heart.

    I don't know where he is now, and I don't know how he is now.

    She knew that he was definitely not dead, but the task to be performed with fake death, presumably more dangerous than ordinary tasks.

    Hearing her talk about Zhan Zeyan, he tightened his fingers and looked down at the fire in the stove hole.

    He was silent for two seconds, and then suddenly said, "Comrade Xiao, Comrade Zhan, he...really, has he sacrificed?"

    After asking these questions, he raised his head and fixed his eyes on her.

    Her eyebrows darkened, her fingers involuntarily squeezed the kitchen knife she had just picked up.

    She grabbed a cabbage in the pot, cut the cabbage, and said: "The news from the army did say that he was dead. But I think he is still alive and he is by our side now. I sometimes even I will feel... his reckless aura."