Pastoral Relaxing Daughter-in-law Farmer
Chapter 62 Food
Su Yongyuan couldn't wait to take a sip, his eyebrows stretched, it felt good! An indescribable sense of umami resounded between the lips and teeth, which could not disappear for a long time, and aftertaste long after being swallowed
. ,Lezat.
Glancing at Tan Anjun, I,
what is with Su Yongyuan today? Literary.
Tan Anjun drank the soup in a bowl in one gulp, "Wine Shu is invincible, Jiangyu is delicious."
Do not be envious, eyes are on your own man.
Yang Lan'er lowered his head and sipped the soup solemnly, and this man drank another vat of vinegar.
Su Yongyuan looked at the couple opposite him, and could not stop laughing. He did not know that General Tan was jealous as well.
"I can't take it anymore.
“Mr Su, what's so funny about you?” Chenyang's son was confused.
“In front of food, you can always think about it, or you can be greedy, observe before eating, think while eating, and enjoy it after tasting.” Su Yongyuan shook his head.
"Oh," Chenyang's son looked puzzled, but his father taught him not to refute Master.
The other family members at the table were astonished, feeling in their hearts: Mr. Su is very knowledgeable.
Yang Lan'er wanted to grab the venison, but the boy's father quickly stuffed it into his bowl, "This ..."
Tan Anjun looked at his little wife looking at him suspiciously, and said with a smile on his lips: "Sounds like a drum, The rhyme is like playing a qin."
Yang Lan'er's throat choked, her cheeks flushed red, "Don't be silly, who's with you ..." Qin sang together.
"Dear relatives love Qing, so Qingqing, I am not Qingqing, who will be Qingqing? Hmm ...!" Especially the word "um" has a long, deep sound, and its momentum dominates.
Yang Lan'er lowered her head and finished the rice in the bowl with some mouthfuls.Once the bowl and chopsticks were removed, "Dad and mother, I'm full, please eat slowly."
"Ahem!..." Su Yongyuan blushed from the porridge and his neck was thick.
Ding stared at the bowl and chopsticks that Yang Lan'er had placed on the table, slandering in his heart: This is the difference between a daughter-in-law and a daughter-in-law. The daughter-in-law could do nothing, but the daughter-in-law had to be busy.
The boy in Chenyang got up and patted his back, "How old is he, he can't concentrate on eating. Sigh!" He shook his head helplessly like an adult.
“Ahem!” Su Yongyuan had just caught his breath, when he heard Chen Yang's words, he coughed again.
Yang Cunzhi took a sip of his soup, "Master Su, it is better to concentrate on eating. If you are half-hearted, you will be struck by lightning. Do you scholars not pay attention to eating without talking and sleeping. I think it makes sense." Your family members can discuss
after solving an important problem, let's teach him not to eat or sleep? Su Yongyuan felt a critical punch of 10,000 points in his heart.
...
Yang Lan'er entered the room, ouch, hello! I was so surprised! Pat-tap his cheeks, very hot can be baked on teppanyaki.
The cheap husband went crazy, even though the iron wall was a bit unstoppable, his heart was still beating fast!
"Qing dearly loves Qing, so Qingqing, I am not Qingqing, who will be Qingqing." Yang Lan'er muttered, why does my heart feel so sweet, and slightly warm.
Could it be just a few words from the man that made his heart feel like March? oops! Cover face! I don't have a face to see people.
His body was covered in thin sweat and sticky from the heat, he flashed into space and took a quick battle shower.
After drinking a cup of space well water, he sat cross-legged on the side of the well with his palm facing upwards, his tongue touching the ceiling, calming down, closing his eyes slowly, he said, and operate according to the inner training on Yuyan Jue. Slowly, he felt a stream of airflow, flowing with his kung fu.
Others might not be able to find Qi in seven days, if one knew that he had developed Qi so quickly, wouldn't it be possible to find a piece of tofu and kill it.
After running for a few days, when the airflow fused to be about the size of a green bean in his dantian, he stopped practicing. Cultivation was not something that could be done in a hurry, but it had to be accumulated over time.
Get out of the room, stretch out the blanket, lie on the bed, and after a while, you can hear the baby's soft footsteps and soft voice.