When the wife is flirting, the master indulges her unbridledly

Then he smiled and took the hands of the two little guys, and said with a sneer: "Okay, we should go to eat and play tomorrow."

"Mommy, can you come in here to play again tomorrow?" Xia Xiaoqin asked reluctantly.

She bent down and pinched her little nose: "Yes, you can come if you want."

"Okay." Xia Xiaoqin stood on tiptoes happily and kissed Xia Qingrou heavily on the face.

Xia Qingrou turned back to Shi Fuxun and smiled: "Shall we go?"

"Yeah." He responded softly.

Seeing the dilapidated house and the words Xia Qingrou said, Shi Fuxun's cold eyes darkened.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing him like this, Xia Qingrou reached out to pull him and asked with concern.

"I'm just thinking, you've had such a hard time before, if only you could have known me earlier." Shi Fuxun said with a serious look on his face.

Xia Qingrou sneered, and then she suddenly remembered something. She lowered her head and told the two little guys: "Don't tell anyone about the earrings, okay?"

"Okay, Xiaoqin won't say anything." Xia Xiaoqin immediately stretched out her little hand and put it to her mouth.

Xia Xiaoxuan also nodded in agreement.

Seeing the sensible looks of the two little guys, Xia Qingrou raised her hands and put them on their heads, rubbing them gently.

Not long after, they returned to Grandma Li's home.

Their kitchen is on the first floor, and the dining table is in the hall near the door.

"Grandma Li, let me help you." Xia Qingrou saw her washing dishes at the wash basin and walked forward a few steps quickly.

"No, no, you go and wash the little guys' hands and faces. Look at how dirty they are." Grandma Li looked at the two little guys with a smile.

"Ah Tai, we are back." Xia Xiaoqin said in a sweet voice.

Provoked, Grandma Li waved to her with a smile: "Come here, I'll wash you up."

Xia Xiaoqin ran forward obediently, then stretched out her black little paws and said with a silly smile: "My brother and I were playing with firewood just now, and then we got dirty."

"Let's not play that next time. Beautiful clothes will not look good if they get dirty." Grandma Li washed her face gently.

Xia Xiaoqin's big round eyes rolled around, and then she said sweetly: "But, I also want to cook with firewood."

"Then tomorrow, I will make it for you to see, and you will help Tai cook the pot." Mrs. Li looked at Xia Xiaoqin with a smile in her eyes.

I wish I could have such a cute little granddaughter.

"Ah, Tai, you have washed these hands for me three times." Xia Xiaoqin looked at the somewhat distracted old Mrs. Li and said in a sweet voice.

Mrs. Li came back to her senses and said with a smile: "Look, people are no longer useful when they get old. I forgot about these freshly washed hands when I turned around."

"Ah, Tai is not old at all." Xia Xiaoqin shook the water on her hand and said sweetly.

Old Mrs. Li suddenly laughed happily, stretched out her index finger and tapped her face a few times: "You little thing, your mouth looks like honey."

Xia Xiaoqin's eyes narrowed as she smiled, but she made a little grimace, pouted and said, "I'm telling the truth."

"Okay, okay, then I thank you for praising me for making me look younger." Mrs. Li glanced at the dining table, and then continued: "Okay, let's go eat."

Xia Xiaoqin nodded and walked aside.

"Little guy, come over here, let me wash you up." Mrs. Li waved to Xia Xiaoxuan.

Xia Xiaoxuan stepped forward and said sensibly, then rolled up his sleeves and stood at the wash basin: "Ah, Tai, I can wash it myself."

Xia Qingrou moved a small bench and put it under the wash basin, and said to the old man with a smile: "Grandma, let him do it by himself."

"Okay." The old man looked at Xia Xiaoxuan with admiration.

Seeing that he was serious and sensible, the old man liked him even more. She turned back to Xia Qingrou and said, "How did you teach these two children? They are so sensible. You taught them well."

Xia Qingrou didn't know how to answer the old man's question, so she smiled and said nothing.

After Xia Xiaoxuan washed his hands, Shi Fuxun hugged him down and headed towards the dining table.

The people in the village are relatively simple. In order to entertain them, Mrs. Li killed a native chicken of her own.

She picked up her chopsticks, put the specially reserved chicken drumsticks into Xia Xiaoxuan and Xia Xiaoqin's bowls, and said with a smile: "Come and eat some chicken drumsticks."

When Xia Qingrou saw this, she immediately said embarrassedly: "Grandma Li, they are all grown up children. There is no need to leave chicken legs for them."

"I've troubled you all in the first place, but if you keep doing this, it really makes me feel embarrassed. This..."

"Hey, look at what you are talking about. They are all domestically raised, and they are not wasted. Besides, the two of them are still growing. They need to eat more good food so that their nutrition can keep up." Mr. Li Tai spoke before Xia Qingrou could finish her words.

"If you want to raise a little chicken, there will be no waste." Xia Qingrou said helplessly.

Mrs. Li waved her hand and continued: "Okay, don't talk about that. This is what I prepared for them, so don't worry about it."

Then, she put a chicken wing into Xia Qingrou's bowl: "You eat it too, women have to work hard, so be kind to yourself and eat more meat."

"Okay, grandma, I can do it myself. You don't have to pinch it for me. You can eat it." Xia Qingrou shied away sheepishly.

"It's okay." She raised her head and glanced at Shi Fuxun, then said, "You pick up what you want to eat, young man. I won't use the chopsticks."

"Okay, no trouble." Shi Fuxunyan replied thoughtfully.

But the chopsticks in my hands held nothing.

Xia Qingrou lowered her eyes and glanced at the two little guys, and then said in a gentle voice: "Xiao Xuan, do you want Xiao Qin to say thank you to Ah Tai?"

"Thank you, ah, the chicken is so delicious." Xia Xiaoqin raised her head with her mouth full of oil and thanked her sweetly.

At the same time, Xia Xiaoxuan looked like a young adult and said with a smile: "Thank you, Mrs."

"You're welcome, good boy, let's eat." Mrs. Li's eyes were full of a kind smile.

Shi Fuxun glanced at the dining table, a large plate of chicken, a plate of lettuce, a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and a plate of braised pork with black bean sauce.

This is a very good standard of living for an ordinary rural family.

He put some green vegetables into the bowls of the two little guys: "The combination of meat and vegetables is more nutritious."

Although the two little guys don't like vegetables very much, they are not willful either.

"Is this a dish fried with firewood?" Xia Qingrou looked at Mrs. Li and smiled.

Mrs. Li asked: "Yes, how does it taste?"

"It's very delicious. I haven't had such a dish for a long time." Xia Qingrou's eyes suddenly darkened.