The woman was shocked and thought to herself that this handsome guy was the devil who killed people without blinking?

Why doesn't it look very similar?

But women have to believe what their men say.

Yang Dianfeng asked, "Have the meal been done?"

The woman nodded and said, "The rice is stuffy in the pot, I'm afraid it will get cold."

Huang He followed Yang Dianfeng into the well and washed his hands in a bucket.

The woman brought a bowl of rice and a plate of vegetables out, placed it on the table, secretly glanced at Huang He, and then left in a hurry.

Huang He sat opposite Yang Dianfeng, and Yang Dianfeng greeted: "In the countryside, there is nothing to be entertained, only simple food."

Yang Dianfeng's house ate rice and a wild vegetable that he couldn't tell.

Huang He estimated that he would not even eat this vegetable for pigs.

But in the Qin Dynasty, it was already a good meal, at least it could be swallowed.

He still remembered that the hard steamed bun he found at Su Hexiang's house could not bite at all.

Outside the door, the two children poked their heads, stretched their necks to watch Huang He eat, and kept swallowing their saliva.

Huang He didn't invite them in. He had a big appetite, but these half-baby people had a bigger appetite.

I haven't heard of half a boy who is poor.
Chapter completed!