Spoiling a Good Young Wife
31

After Xue Zhan moved the dry firewood into the wood warehouse, he went to the store to forge iron.

He made an appointment with the customer yesterday to pick it up in three days, but two days have passed, and the delivery will be done the day after tomorrow, so he has to take advantage of the time to work on what the buyer asks.

After Su Zijin was busy with her work, she went to the kitchen to light a fire and cook. The kimchi pickle a few days ago was ready to be eaten, so he took it out and cut it into small pieces.

Then pour the lard dregs into the pan and stir fry for a while, after the sharp aroma of the meat comes out, put the chopped ginger, give a spoonful of water, and wait for the water to boil, then put the rolled noodles in, and then add the rolled noodles, give salt, drop a few drops of sesame oil, and sprinkle a little garlic leaves when out of the pot.

The smell makes people's appetite increases rapidly. Before Su Zijin went to take Xue Zhan to eat, Xue Zhan had already washed his hands near the well.

Seeing Su Zijin come out with a bowl of rolling noodles in his hand, it was filled with the smell of flesh oil blowing, he reached out to take it: I will.

Su Zijin did not stop him, he turned around and wanted to go to the kitchen to pick up the bowl again, but Xue Zhan took one step before he entered, so Su Zijin had no choice but to take the chopsticks and take out the kimchi.

He knew that Xue Zhan liked spicy food, but he couldn't eat spicy food, so he didn't add much spicy flavor to this kimchi, either, and he didn't know if it matched Xue Zhan's taste.

But what Su Zijin did not expect was that, after Xue Zhan had drunk a few mouthfuls, he had only stuffed half of the kimchi on the plate into the noodle bowl, and it tasted good to eat.

Seeing Xue Zhan eating so deliciously, Su Zijin had no appetite at all, so ate a lot.

Xue Zhan ate the bowl of noodles three times, then looked at the bowl of the yet-to-be-eat Su Zijin noodles and asked: is there any more?"l

Su Zijin nodded, and was about to stand up but was stopped by Xue Zhan. He walked into the kitchen alone, and filled the rest of the hand-rolled noodles into his bowl.

“Are you enough?” Xue Zhan frowned slightly as he looked at Su Zijin's noodle bowl.

Su Zijin looked at his barely moving bowl and said: Enough, can you eat more?.

as soon as his words were finished, Xue Zhan stuffed some of the remaining lard into Su Zijin's bowl.

This lard dregs was a treasure in ancient times, when the new year arrived, every household would boil the remaining lard, then put it in a jar, and then put it in a jar, and take it out when there are visitors at home, or when there is something to do.

Fried in an oil pan, sprinkle a little salt powder when out of the pan, it will be very crunchy and delicious in the mouth!

But Su Zijin did not like to eat this.

“I don't like this.” Su Zijin put the remaining pork fat in the bowl back into Xue Zhan's bowl.

He was telling the truth, but Xue Zhan thought he was storing food for him.

“There are still a lot of lard leftovers cooked last year, I can eat them” Xue Zhan remembered that this lard leftover is Su Zijin's favorite food.

Su Zijin smiled faintly, the dimples on her cheeks looked superficially, her voice clear and sweet: I really do not like to eat this.

Xue Zhan had once seen Su Zijin like to eat the remaining lard, but now he said he didn't like it? Xue Zhan did not believe it.

Taking the remaining chopsticks of the lard, he handed them to Su Zijin's mouth, his tone low but strong: Eat fast.

The man cared about her.so Su Zijin should have been happy, but he really could not eat the remaining lard, but he also did not want to deprive this man of kindness.