Chapter 70

“我说了什么?”韩大壮皱着眉.

他刚才说什么了吗?

It seemed that she just repeated what she said and didn't say anything else, why did she burn the lid of the pot?

"Aren't you said? Life is my man, death is my ghost."

苏红珊脸色难看了,有些郁闷的道:

"I didn't say anything."

Damn, she knew this guy was a wooden stake and shouldn't have hope at all.

“Get out of here!”

Su Hongshan hit hard, trying to knock Han Dazhuang away from the earth stove, and said fiercely: "You go, I'm going to be busy."

Han Dazhuang looked at the mess in the kitchen and said, "I'll do it."

As he said that, he took the rag from Su Hongshan's hand and started cleaning it.

"Then you cook the pot for me." Su Hongshan simply said.

"good."

Han Dazhuang cooked the pot and Su Hongshan fryed two more dishes.

One spicy and sour cabbage and one fried pork with green onions.

The cabbage and green onions were grown in their own yard, and the pork was taken from the village chief’s wife.

Since I have money at home, I have basically never left my meat every meal.

After the dishes were frying, Han Dazhuang boiled water through the pot, while Su Hongshan continued to roll out the noodles.

I took the time to look back and see if the water boiled, but when I turned around, I saw Han Dazhuang stealing food.

Her eyes almost fell off.

Han Dazhuang, who had just pinched a piece of pork with his hand and had not had time to put it in his mouth, noticed Su Hongshan's gaze and froze.

After a moment of silence, he stuffed the pork into his mouth seriously and continued to sit on a small stool to add firewood to the pot, as if nothing had happened.

Su Hongshan: "..."

Is this still the cold and taciturn Han Dazhuang?

Eat stealing?

Still pinching with your hands?

She must be dazzled.

Su Hongshan turned her head stiffly and continued rolling the noodles. After rolling it around, she couldn't help but turn her head to see Han Dazhuang:

"Han Dazhuang, have you washed your hands?"

This guy just now used his hands that grabbed firewood to squeeze the meat directly.

Han Dazhuang didn't say anything.

But Su Hongshan saw that Han Dazhuang's ear tips were already red.

After the noodles were put into the pot, Su Hongshan brought the food box and put the two dishes in a plate. After the noodles were served, four bowls of noodles were mixed, and then they took the steamed buns in the pot and put a few hot buns in it.

"You send it quickly. Today is noodles, and it won't be delicious if it's messy."

Han Dazhuang got up and picked up the lunch box and left.

Su Hongshan suddenly thought of something and told her: "Han Dazhuang, don't steal food on the way."

"I made two servings, and there are still some at home. You can eat them when you come back."

Han Dazhuang, who had just arrived at the door, staggered and almost fell down.

"I understand." He responded in a muffled voice and left with the lunch box.

Su Hongshan looked at Han Dazhuang like that, and couldn't help but smile at the corner of her lips, and then she made another pot of noodles for him and Han Dazhuang.

When Han Dazhuang came back, the noodles were just out of the pot and mixed.

Seeing Han Dazhuang, Su Hongshan asked with a little laugh:

"You didn't steal food."

Han Dazhuang was embarrassed and went to wash his hands silently with a dark face. Then he came over to help Su Hongshan bring the meal to the stone table and benches in the yard.
Chapter completed!