After I went through the book, I criticized the villain but he insisted on pampering me

"No, that won't work. I've already made an appointment with them. They're short-staffed. If I don't go at the last minute, they won't want me next time."

Although he rejected Su Xueer, his hand did not refuse and he accepted the three copper coins.

Su Xueer widened her eyes, opened her hands, and stopped Qianyu tightly, saying angrily: "Help me light the fire, I am alone, and I have to look up and down, and I don't have time."

"Get out of the way." Qian Yu frowned slightly and stretched out his hand to try to push Su Xue'er away, "Others are still waiting for me."

Su Xueer glanced at Qianyu, put her hands on her hips, and said sarcastically: “You are so professional when you carry a big bag?”

Qianyu raised her chin, looking stubborn, "No, this is the principle of being a human being."

What principles or not, the main thing is that I don’t want to help Su Xueer.

"Stay and make the fire." Chi Rui's voice sounded behind Qianyu, his tone cold and commanding.

"Ah!" Qianyu Rogue lowered his head.

It’s the same old saying: No matter how many words she says, they can’t be as good as Chi Rui’s one.

Well, Chi Rui was on her side, and she was very happy.

Su Xueer's mouth curled up proudly.

She washed the lard and poured it all into the pot.

She instructed Qianyu who was burning the fire behind the stove: "Qianyu, use a strong fire first, and when the water is boiled dry and oil starts to come out, turn down the fire."

"Got it." Qianyu was not very convinced by Su Xueer's bossing him around.

Reluctantly, he licked the firewood inside, and the fire burned brighter and brighter.

After a while, the lard started to produce oil and make popping sounds in the pan.

"Okay, turn down the fire." Su Xueer shouted anxiously.

Qianyu didn't listen to him and kept adding firewood.

The fire burned more and more fiercely, and the oil pan was smoking.

Su Xueer was choking and kept coughing, tears streaming down her face. She cursed, "Ahem, Qianyu, did you do this on purpose? This pot of oil is burnt, and we will have no oil to eat in the future."

Su Xueer cursed and wiped her tears.

Qianyu felt a little happy in her heart, "Okay, okay, a little bit more."

Chi Rui wheeled his wheelchair to the side of the small kitchen and asked, "How can I help?"

His face was calm, but there was a hint of concern in his eyes.

"The firewood is running out. Go chop some." Su Xueer said casually.

Qian Yu stood up, eyes wide open, face reddened and neck thick, and asked loudly: "How dare you ask our young master to chop wood?"

"What's wrong with chopping wood? Shouldn't he make a contribution to this family?" Su Xueer asked back with a firm look in her eyes.

"The young master has a problem with his legs." Qian Yu turned around and looked at Chi Rui, looking like he was protecting a child, "I'll go and chop."

After saying that, he stood up and prepared to chop wood.

"You chop wood with your hands, not your legs." Su Xue'er held Qian Yu down, "You are not allowed to go. You continue to watch the fire."

Qianyu's face was filled with shock, what a bold and vicious woman.

Turning to look at Chi Rui, Chi Rui actually smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go chop wood."

After saying that, he turned his wheelchair and went to the wooden block where Qianyu was chopping wood.

He picked up a thick piece of wood and placed it on top, then chopped it down with the axe, and the wood split in two.

Su Xueer smiled and said, “No, I need to chop it again, it’s too thick.”

"Okay." Chi Rui picked up the firewood and gave it two axes. He looked up at Su Xueer and asked, "Is this okay?"

"Well, not bad, it's fine, give it to me." Su Xueer smiled brightly and nodded with satisfaction.

On this point, Su Xueer could still empathize with Chi Rui.

She understands him.

She knew very well that he didn't want to be treated as a useless person.

After Chi Rui chopped the firewood, he placed it on his legs, then turned the wheelchair, moved it behind the stove, and gave it to Qianyu.

Then he looked at Su Xueer with anticipation.

Su Xueer thought about it, took out two jars, and handed them to Chi Rui: "Brush these two jars, and then wipe out the water inside. When the lard is ready, put it in."

Chi Rui nodded, put the two jars on his legs, turned his wheelchair to the well, and started to fetch water and wash the jars.

Qianyu: "You are so majestic?"

It seems that she has the final say in this family?

Su Xueer smiled and said, "Hurry up and light the fire, and keep it down."

Qian Yu frowned and looked at Chi Rui, wanting him to side with her, and shouted aggrievedly, "Young Master."

Chi Rui: "Make a good fire."

Qianyu: “…”

Qianyu sighed helplessly and had to continue to light the fire. While fiddling with the firewood, he muttered softly, "It's the wrong way around, it's the wrong way around."

Su Xueer was concentrating on watching the lard in the pot, and from time to time she instructed Qianyu to adjust the heat.

Chi Rui carefully scrubbed the jar, his eyes focused and steady. Although his movements were not skillful, he was very attentive. The well water flowed over the jar, washing away the dust, and it also seemed to wash away a trace of haze in his heart.

After a while, Chi Rui cleaned the two jars. He turned the wheelchair again and brought the jars to Su Xueer.

Su Xueer nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad, very clean."

A faint smile appeared on Chi Rui's face, and there seemed to be a hint of satisfaction in that smile.

The lard continued to roll in the pot, and the aroma gradually spread.

Su Xueer's face was filled with a sense of accomplishment, as if she saw the delicious dishes cooked with the lard.

Although Qianyu was still a little unconvinced, she had to admit that Su Xueer was indeed good in the kitchen.

After the lard was cooked, Su Xueer carefully poured the lard into the jar.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked at the fruits of her labor, her heart filled with joy.

Maybe, this is the little beauty in life.

The years are quiet.

If only it could continue like this.

She turned and glanced at the unconscious man in the room.

The gears of destiny have started to turn.

It won't change or stay because of anything.

She knew very well that the seriously ill and unconscious man would break the peace when he woke up.

Although she didn't know his identity now, she was sure that Chi Rui had a great relationship with this person.

But Chi Rui never said anything and the book never mentioned it, so she couldn't conclude anything.

After the lard was cooked, Qianyu went to chop firewood.

He had to prepare more, otherwise, he would be useless next time and that woman would order his son to chop her up again.

Su Xueer knew what he was thinking, she just smiled and shook her head, a total mother's bodyguard.

"Sanlang, let's make a cotton-padded jacket together. You teach me the stitches." Su Xueer moved the frame back to the yard.

Chi Rui nodded and said, "Okay."

The weather was nice today so I made a cotton-padded jacket while basking in the sun.

Chi Rui and Su Xueer were making cotton-padded jackets around the frame, while Qian Yu was chopping wood not far away.

The aroma of lard filled the entire yard, and a warm atmosphere spread to every corner of the yard.

A voice broke the warmth of the moment.

"Brother Rui." The voice was so sweet that it was a little cloying.

The heroine of the article is here.

The three of them looked up and saw Zhao Yueru, wearing a light blue silk dress, with a graceful figure and a rosy face, walking into the yard with a slight smile.

Su Xueer: Oh, Xiao Bailian is here.