Chapter 3029

"Okay, hurry up and boil the pot, there is no firewood at the bottom of the pot."

Su Hongshan looked at her silly brother with a funny look, her eyes staying on his floured shoulders, and she smiled wickedly without reminding him.

Sneered quickly, he brought back the water and took the dishes Su Hongshan told him to wash to go out to wash, but he saw Leng Wumian's shoulders with sharp eyes and couldn't help but ask: "Young master, why are there so much flour on your shoulders?"

"..." Leng Wumian looked at Su Hongshan.

Su Hongshan turned her head with an innocent look on her face and went to knead the dough.

Leng Wumian smiled helplessly: "It's okay, maybe I accidentally touched it when I was scooping noodles for my sister just now. I'll help you pick vegetables."

"It's okay, there are not many dishes, I'll just come by myself. Master, please help the young lady to cook the fire." He sneered and went out to pick and wash vegetables without caring.

After working hard for a while, the meal was ready, and Han Xiaoya, who had not left the martial arts practice at the farm, came over.

She could hear her voice from a distance: "Ahhhh, the bun, it must be the buns made by my mother. They have the smell of mother, and they are so fragrant."

Su Hongshan shook her head funny, and when she approached like a gust of wind, she said, "I smelled it before it was out of the pot."

"That's right, it doesn't matter who my daughter I am." Han Xiaoya said proudly.

Leng Wumian couldn't help but laugh: "Why is this related to whose daughter you are?"

Han Xiaoya stubbornly said, "Uncle Wumeng, you don't know, it must be related. Who is my mother? She is the most beautiful, generous, gentle, friendly and the best miracle doctor Su Hongshan. I am my mother's baby and good daughter, and I am naturally talented."

As she said, she pointed to her nose: "My sense of smell is sharper than that of ordinary people, and I can smell it at once."

"Can you still do this?" He looked at Han Xiaoya with a sneer and disbelief.

He knew that she had a keen sense of smell. It was because of this that the old city lord began to teach her medical skills, but she could still smell the smell of a lady in the bun?

It's not like chopping the young lady into the bag...

Baa Baa Baa Baa Baa...

The sneered and trembled with chills at the scene that came out of my mind.

Han Xiaoya said proudly: "Of course."

Sneering still didn't believe it, he suddenly said, "Then smell me in the bun."

Han Xiaoya glared: "Don't Xiaoxiao, why are you so disgusting?"

"..." Sneered: "No, why do you say it smells like a lady? Why do you feel disgusting if you smell like me?"

Han Xiaoya curled her lips and muttered: How can you compete with your mother?

He asked with a sneer and persistent attitude: "Xiao Ya, please answer my question seriously. Does the bun taste like me?"

“…”

Why is it endless?

Han Xiaoya sighed helplessly: "Uncle Xiaoxiao, the key is how can you smell in the buns? The stuffing of buns is not made of you."

"But the bun filling is not made by the young lady, why does it smell like a young lady? Did you smell it wrong, Xiaoya?"

Han Xiaoya: "The buns are made by my mother, of course they have the taste of my mother, it's the taste of my mother."

"But I washed the dishes and meat for the bun stuffing..." Halfway through, he sneered and suddenly realized something: "Who, you are kidding, don't you really smell the eldest lady?"

Han Xiaoya: "..."

Su Hongshan and Leng Wumian: "Puff...hahaha..."

The two could no longer help laughing.

One serious question and one serious explanation, the conversation between the two was so funny.

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