After being cheated on, I had a flash marriage with a chaebol prince

Now that Uncle Liu asked her to go back with him first, it showed that Uncle Liu believed it somewhat. He was willing to listen to her say these things, which meant that Uncle Liu began to believe her.

Then she exhaled, walked over, took Uncle Liu's arm, and said, "Uncle Liu, I drove early in the morning and I haven't eaten yet. I'm so hungry."

Liu Xiping snorted coldly, "Okay, I have some leftover radish balls at home. I'll cook you a bowl of meatball and vermicelli soup later."

Cheng Yinian smiled with crooked eyebrows, "Uncle Liu's meatball and vermicelli soup is the most delicious, especially the radish meatballs."

Liu Xiping looked at her smiling face and thought to himself, has this girl really not changed?

He let Cheng Yinian hold his arm, and led Dahuang, an old man, a young man and a dog, and slowly walked back.

Liu Xiping's home is in the village. It takes more than ten minutes to walk back from the roadside. On the way, he met a villager and asked, "Xi Ping, who is this girl? Is she a relative? She is really handsome."

Liu Xiping chuckled, "My niece must be handsome."

Cheng Yi Nian was happier when others praised him than when he praised himself.

"Oh, it's not your daughter who makes you proud." The villagers said with a smile: "If it were your daughter, she might not be so handsome. Look at those squinty eyes of yours. How big are these girl's eyes. "

Liu Xiping's eyes widened, "My eyes are too small."

We chatted and laughed with the villagers along the way and then returned home.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, Cheng Yinian saw a courtyard wall wrapped in ivy. Even the courtyard gate was covered with unknown vines, and tiny flowers bloomed.

Liu Xiping pushed open the courtyard door, walked to the kitchen, and said to Cheng Yi Nian: "You sit in the courtyard first, and I'll get you something to eat. Don't starve to death. I'll have to take the blame then."

Cheng Yi Nian had a smile on his face and thought to himself that Uncle Liu was obviously concerned about her and was afraid that she would be hungry, but he said this deliberately. He was just a tough-talking little old man.

Cheng Yi Nian followed him into the courtyard gate and saw a yard of flowers and plants. The whole yard was filled with the fragrance of flowers. Cheng Yi Nian closed his eyes and took a deep breath, feeling his whole body relax.

It's no wonder that Uncle Liu wants to live here. This place is really nice, with simple folk customs and beautiful environment. If he lives here, he will probably live ten more years.

"Sit over there and rest for a while." Liu Xiping pointed to a flower hall in the middle of the yard. It was very simple, built of wood with a thatched roof, but every pillar was wrapped with flower vines.

There were six pots of flowers in the flower hall, which Cheng Yi Nian had never seen before. They seemed to be difficult to maintain, and they were so delicate and beautiful.

She walked in and saw a tea table inside. The flower table was very large and heavy. The middle was dug into the shape of a stream. There were small fish in it. Next to the table were tea making tools. Every piece of it was Extraordinarily exquisite.

Cheng Yinian looked at such a tea set, and she suddenly wanted to make tea.

She ran to the kitchen to find Liu Xiping and wanted to ask him if she could make tea there.

As a result, as soon as she entered the kitchen, she saw Liu Xiping frying meatballs.

She felt warm in her heart. Uncle Liu was really tough. He clearly gave her freshly fried meatballs, not necessarily the leftovers for himself.

She walked into the kitchen and said, "Uncle Liu, let me fry it."

Liu Xiping looked a little unnatural when he saw her, "You, what are you doing here?"

Cheng Yi Nian said in a soft voice: "Uncle Liu, actually you still care about me. You obviously just brought me croquettes, but you said you would eat the rest."

Liu Xiping coughed unnaturally and said: "I, I have too little left. I have to eat it myself, so I just fry more. What's wrong? I don't care about you."