The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 229: How does he look like a serious man

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"The fish you picked is the cleanest. It doesn't have any thorns, so it won't get stuck. Hehe," A Chou chuckled. The more she looked at her man, the more pleasing she became. Ga Yazi shoveled off a piece of cake and sent it to the man in her family. She gave him a chopstick and said with a smile, "Earlier, I was thinking about what to eat for the New Year's Eve dinner? At that time, I was busy thinking about what to eat. I have made up my mind to have some coolness and some heat. It is best to have eight big bowls or something like a big family. Who would have thought that on New Year’s Eve, we would actually be eating pancakes around the stove. It’s all your fault. I’m not allowed to do this. , then you won’t let me, okay, let’s go and eat your cake.”

"Isn't this good?" Zhong Mingwei took the cake and ate it with great enjoyment, and said to A Chou, "It's just the two of us celebrating New Year's Eve, so there's no need to do anything stupid. Besides, eating such a big pot of fish doesn’t count as being particular, you can have more than enough every year.”

"Who said that? I was looking forward to eating eight dishes and eight bowls!" A Chou felt sweet in his heart, but he was stubborn on his lips.

"Never mind, next year I will personally cook and make eight dishes and eight bowls for our eldest daughter." Zhong Mingwei agreed with a smile, while digging out the fish eyes and putting them in A Chou's bowl. This girl loves to eat What about fish eyes?

"You don't know how to cook, so you can make brown sugar and jujube tea," A Chou said while eating fish eyes, and he despised the man. "I don't want to have eight dishes and eight bowls with everything Filled with brown sugar and jujube tea."

"If you can't do it, I can learn it," Zhong Mingwei pursed his lips and smiled, "I'm so smart, are you still afraid that I won't be able to learn it?"

"I don't want you to learn these things," A Chou scratched his head with the other end of his chopsticks, and continued to eat the fish with his head buried in the meat, while muttering in a low voice, "Now you can do braids, fold quilts, and... Washing clothes, how can you look like a serious man?"

"Ahem!"

The next second, Zhong Mingwei choked as expected. A piece of cake couldn't go up or down, which only made him choke and cough, and he coughed out tears.

"Zhong Mingwei!" A Chou was startled and got off the kang in a hurry. He quickly poured tea and brought it over, feeding him and drinking most of the bowl. Zhong Mingwei finally stopped coughing, and A Chou also Finally he breathed a sigh of relief, but kept complaining, "How come you are like a child, choking even when you are eating properly, and you are not making people worry..."

Zhong Mingwei was so angry that he had nothing to say. He immediately put down his job and stared at A Chou with a sullen face. Now A Chou's mouth was no longer in a good mood and he didn't dare to say anything to complain. He retreated silently. Shrinking his neck: "You...why are you always staring at me? It's not me...I made you choke..."

Still saying it’s not you? !

On New Year's Eve, when thousands of families were reunited and having fun, Zhong Mingwei had a particularly strong urge to spank his children.

"Tell me, why don't I look like a serious man?" Zhong Mingwei resisted the urge to beat the child and asked A Chou. He thought he was good-tempered, but in fact his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. of.

A Chou felt a little nervous when she stared at her like this. She silently put down her bowls and chopsticks, organized her words in her mind for a long time, and then spoke in a low voice: "I'm not saying you... are not serious, I I feel wronged for you. How can other men do such trivial work? But you know how to do it. I...of course I can't bear it anymore, and I don't want you to continue to feel wronged like this..."

"What do I have to feel wronged about?" Zhong Mingwei said dullly. He was not really angry just now, he just wanted to scare A Chou, but now he is really angry, angry with himself.

"Of course you are wronged," A Chou felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He rubbed the corners of his clothes with both hands and whispered, "Even an ordinary farmer lives a more comfortable life than you, all day long. When you are eating and drinking at home, the old man who sells fish is very good at rousing his wife. He is like an old man. How can there be anyone like you? Do you compete with me to make everything? Since you have made this stove After the brickwork was completed, I never burned it..."

"Eat the fish quickly, it will cool down in a while, and you will find it smells fishy again." Zhong Mingwei cut off Ah Chou's words, knocked on Ah Chou's bowl, and at the same time took firewood and put it into the stove, which was still warm. The stewed fish started to slurp again at this time. The fish smell was wanton and tempting, but neither of them spoke anymore.

A Chou didn't dare to say anything. She felt that Zhong Mingwei was angry, but she didn't know what Zhong Mingwei was angry about. She was muttering in her heart, so she didn't dare to say anything.