In Ye Zhongjian's eyes, Xie Tingyu was an overly handsome little white face. I heard that it was an educated youth from the city. I'm afraid it was this appearance that made him feel like he was so cute.

When Ye Zhongjianshang came back from completion, seeing Xie Tingyu still staying at home, his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Xie Tingyu didn't know that he had left the impression of a "little white face" with his uncle.

Ye Zhongjian frowned and called out Xie Tingyu.

He looked at the midday sun and asked Xie Tingyu: "What do you usually do at home?"

Xie Tingyu is only getting better in the past few days, and hard work was basically out of his turn before. It's not that he couldn't hear the dislike in Uncle Ye's words, Xie Tingyu couldn't help touching his nose.

"Chopping wood."

Uncle Ye almost didn't see a black eye.

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Don't do things like carrying water, sweeping the floor, and cooking?" Xie Tingyu answered honestly: " Shuiya wouldn't let me do these tasks."

Ye Zhongjian thought that this little white face was already useless, but he didn't expect to be able to use it to such a degree. .

Uncle Ye controlled his violent temper and said with a black face, "My mother, my sister-in-law, they are exhausted in the ground. Anyhow, you can cook a meal so that they can eat it when they come back. Don't you know how to cook? Come with me. "

Xie Tingyu originally wanted to nod, but I'm afraid that if he nodded this head, Uncle Ye would be pissed to death.

He wanted to explain something, the words circled in his mouth and finally chose to be silent.

Uncle Ye walked into the wood room and found a piece of meat on the stove, except for the meat, the lard in the oil urn was actually full. In addition, the barrels containing grain have white flour and rice, and the house seems to be different.

But Ye Zhongjian knew too much about the poverty of his family, how could his family become so rich in just six months. He thought this should have been saved by the old lady and sister-in-law in order to meet him.

Uncle Ye took out the radish and cut it into slices with a knife "chuck chuck". While cutting it, he said to his

niece , "The radish is not easy to ripen . Cut it thinly to save firewood. Would you like to try it?" Xie Tingyu also agreed. The calabash scoop cut up the radishes. After cutting the radishes, he scooped two tablespoons of lard according to the amount of Ye Qingshui's cooking.

Uncle Ye looked at his eyelids and couldn't help but jump. Who cooks can't wait to use oil as water?

"Have you really never cooked at home?"

Xie Tingyu nodded painfully.

Uncle Ye couldn't help wondering, what kind of people can raise such a lazy man, it's no wonder that he has a delicate skin and tender flesh.

The hooked silly girl was exasperated, and supported him unduly.

Ye Qingshui and Ye Apo Ye Ma came home and smelled the smell of rice.

The grandmother was overjoyed, "It must be the second baby who is cooking."

Ye Qingshui washed her hands and walked into the wood room to take a look. She saw Xie Tingyu cooking the leftovers of last night and beating eggs to make fried rice with eggs.

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