Quick time travel: The coquettish boss has turned black again!

Chapter 241 The Peasant Girl Comes to Farm: The Mysterious Butcher's Gentle Favor (6)

People in the village work at sunrise and rest at sunset, and even girls have rough and dark skin due to exposure to the sun.

Huang Xiaohua, on the other hand, has never been exposed to the sun because she was stupid since she was a child.The face is often dirty, but the skin underneath is exceptionally white and tender.

She doesn't look like a wild girl in the mountains at all, but like a lady from the city.

When Mu Qing wiped her face clean, he was also taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect that there was a beautiful face under the dirty mud.

Huang Xiaohua already knew how beautiful her face was before, when she saw Mu Qing was stunned, she curled up her mouth and smiled, "Brother Mu, what's wrong?"

Mu Qing, who came back to his senses, suppressed the strangeness in his eyes, and continued to gently wipe off the mud left on her face, "It's nothing."

"Brother Mu, do you live alone?"

"Ah."

"Why don't you marry a daughter-in-law?"

In Mu Qing's eyes, Huang Xiaohua is still a child.Or to be precise, he already regarded her as his younger sister.

Discussing the matter of marrying a daughter-in-law with his younger sister, Mu Qing felt a little awkward, and smiled helplessly, "Kid, don't worry about adults' affairs."

"..." Huang Xiaohua was very depressed. She was already 16 years old. In ancient times, people could get married at 15. Why is she still a child?

"Brother Mu, if you marry a wife, you won't be so lonely. It would be nice to have someone to cook for you and wash your clothes for you."

As Huang Xiaohua said, her eyes were full of envy.She really thinks it's pretty good, and even thinks that if she is a man, she can marry a wife.

However, it would be very unlucky for anyone to marry her.

This time, Mu Qing did not answer her question, but put the handkerchief back into the basin, looked at her white and tender little face that had been wiped clean, and asked in a low voice: "Xiaohua, are you hungry? I I'll serve you a bowl of noodles."

"Okay." Huang Xiaohua's eyes lit up when she heard that there was something to eat.

Ten minutes later, when she looked at the steaming but dark noodles on the table in front of her, Huang Xiaohua felt that her soul had been hit hard.

"Brother Mu, are these really noodles?" She expressed her doubts.

Mu Qing himself also thought it was not very good-looking, "Try it, the taste is not bad."

Uh... Huang Xiaohua also expressed deep doubts about this.

Can these dark noodles really be eaten?
Huang Xiaohua took a bite and almost killed herself.

It's too salty, isn't it killing the old man who sells salt?

After struggling to swallow the first mouthful of noodles, Huang Xiaohua really didn't dare to take the second mouthful.Holding the chopsticks, he looked awkwardly at Mu Qing who was sitting across from him, watching him gulp down the dark noodles in the bowl, feeling very delicious.

Huang Xiaohua began to wonder if the noodles in the two bowls tasted different?
Mu Qing took a few mouthfuls, only to realize that Huang Xiaohua didn't move his chopsticks much, "Xiaohua, don't you like it?"

"Brother Mu, do you still have flour in the kitchen?"

"Have."

Huang Xiaohua rolled up her sleeves and decided to be self-reliant.

When he was about to step out of the threshold of the main room, he suddenly returned and took away the bowl of noodles that he had not touched much, and the bowl of noodles that Mu Qing had already eaten half.

If you eat this thing in your stomach, you might be poisoned.

The water in the pot was boiling, Huang Xiaohua threw down the noodles she had just made.After a while, a bowl of steaming white noodles came out of the pot.

(End of this chapter)