Sweetheart wife is fierce and cute

On the afternoon of the third day of the New Year's Day holiday, after Xia Zixiang's condition returned to normal, Xia Chunuan and Jiang Yulin took Xia Zixiang home.

The first thing I do when I get home is to take out a piece of pork ribs that I just bought before New Year's Day in the refrigerator.

Yes, Xia Chunuan wanted to make soup for Xia Zixiang.

She would have to go to the hospital every once in a while, so her resistance could only be weakened, so her most important goal now was to supplement nutrition for Xia Zixiang.

"Zizhen, you take your younger sister to watch cartoons for a while, and I will call you later after my mother cooks the soup."

"okay."

Xia Zizhen took Xia Zixiang's little hand and walked to the living room, sat down on the sofa, and pressed the remote control of the TV.

Listening to the voices of Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf coming from the TV, Jiang Yulin glanced at Xia Chunuan who was not walking very quickly.

"Don't bother yourself, what kind of soup do you want to drink? I'll ask someone to make it."

Xia Chunuan held the apron that was about to be worn on her body, "How can you tell someone else to make it the same as what I made? What I made is mother's love!"

"..." Jiang Yulin was speechless, "But you also have to look at your current foot injury. It was not healed in the first place, and you didn't rest well last night. You are so busy, do you want your foot?" Is Yiwrinkle amputated?"

"..." Xia Chunuan glared at him, "Where did you say it is so serious, my foot is obviously about to heal! Can't you choose something nice to say?"

"This soup can be cooked another day." Jiang Yulin felt that the tone just now might have been a bit harsh, so he slowed down his tone.

"No, I just want to cook it for my child today!" Xia Chunuan stared at him with an attitude that did not give in at all.

"..." Jiang Yulin was a little helpless, "Okay, so, let me help you, okay? You just sit there and watch me do it. If it's like this, it's okay, right?"

Xia Chunuan looked at Jiang Yulin with a little probing eyes, "Just you? Are you sure you can?"

Jiang Yulin twitched the corner of his mouth, "Isn't it because you are guiding me by the side, if this is the case, it is always possible?"

Xia Chunuan nodded, "Okay, that's fine, if the soup is not what I like, we can sleep in separate rooms!"

With Chi Luoluo's threat in his tone, Jiang Yulin walked over, raised his eyebrows, hugged Xia Chunuan's waist, and led her in his direction, "How dare you!"

"Heh," Xia Chunuan looked at him fearlessly, "See if I dare to do it then."

The two looked at each other for a while, and then Xia Chunuan put the pink and lace apron in Jiang Yulin's hand.

"Mr. Jiang, the rest depends on your performance. The apron is for you, and the kitchen is for you. Now is a good time for you to show your talents. Don't let your Mrs. Jiang down!"

Xia Chunuan smiled with her lips curled up, her bright eyes and teeth were so seductive.

Jiang Yulin glanced at the apron in his hand, feeling a little confused.

What is this?
"No, you asked me to wear this?" Jiang Yulin laughed angrily when he saw the pink color, "Is this the only apron?"

"I usually do the cooking, and of course I buy the apron according to my preferences."

Xia Chunuan said with certainty: "Of course it's just this one. If Mr. Jiang condescends, please wear this first?"

The corners of Jiang Yulin's mouth curled up stiffly, this color... this apron really damaged his current image too much.

"Mrs. Jiang, please help the clumsy Mr. Jiang to fasten this apron?" Jiang Yulin gritted his teeth.

It's really hard for him to imagine what it will be like when he goes up and behind him.

Xia Chunuan replied without refusing: "Okay, then let Mrs. Jiang help this Mr. Jiang who seems to be reluctant."

Xia Chunuan took the apron, and because of the height difference, she ordered the tall Jiang Yulin, "Mr. Jiang, lower your head a little."

Jiang Yulin lowered his head a little, and Xia Chunuan slipped the rope of the apron into it smoothly.

"Mr. Jiang, please turn around now?" Xia Chunuan leaned against the wall and said, looking at Jiang Yulin, who was already half-finished.

Jiang Yulin turned around, and Xia Chunuan neatly tied a bow on Jiang Yulin's back.

"Okay, Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Yulin looked down at the pink apron that was already on his upper body, and the corner of his mouth twitched, it was really awkward.

It seems that next time, I still need to prepare some aprons of other colors or styles at home, otherwise, if this happens again next time, I will feel really bad.

Xia Chunuan looked up and down the apron Jiang Yulin was wearing, and didn't smile, "Mr. Jiang, please go to the kitchen now, you can start cooking soup!"

Jiang Yulin nodded, took two steps, and then backed away when he realized something was wrong.

"Why don't you leave?" Xia Chunuan thought it was a bit strange for him to look like this, he was already ready to go to the kitchen, what does this one who retreated mean?
"I have to move a chair for you and sit next to me to teach me, otherwise I am alone, how can this happen?"

As he said that, he moved the chairs placed in the dining room to the kitchen, then walked back, picked up Xia Chunuan, and finally placed them gently on the chair moved to the kitchen door.

"Okay, okay, Mr. Jiang, I'll sit here and watch you, go get ready, first take out the bones and meat in the refrigerator to defrost."

Following what Xia Chunuan said, Jiang Yulin walked to the door of the refrigerator and took out the frozen bones and meat inside.

"Put it in ice water and let it thaw for a while, you can prepare other materials now."

Xia Chu Nuanmei said something, and Jiang Yulin followed what she said, and took one step, although some unsatisfactory things happened in the middle.

For example, when Jiang Yulin was about to cut the bone with a knife, he almost cut off his finger and threw it into the pot for stewing.

This scene made Xia Chunuan a little shocking, almost scared to death.

But fortunately, Jiang Yulin's fingertips were just a little bit of skin cut off.

When the small bone meat was successfully stewed on the induction cooker, the two chatted intentionally or unintentionally.

"Now you need to wait. When the smell comes out, check the time again. It turns into a slow cooker, and it's almost ready to be picked up."

Jiang Yulin glanced at the bone meat that was being stewed, and nodded. He was quite confident in this pot of bone meat, and believed that it could be cooked well.