The vixen's journey through time

"Eat! Eat them all!" Jiang Shan highly recommended his dishes as soon as they were served.

"Come on, come on, Chacha, you come first. This is your first time eating the food cooked by Father Jiang, right? Your Father Jiang and I rarely cook, and only you, Mother Yang, have this honor!" With that, Jiang Shan Yongong The chopsticks picked up a large dish and wanted to give it to Chacha.

This startled Yang Yue, "Don't!..."

Seeing that everyone was looking at her, Yang Yue had to force out a smile, "I mean, I also want to eat shredded potatoes, hehe, hehe..."

Sure enough, Jiang Shan's face lit up when he heard her words, "I know you like it, Ayue. Come on, come on, I'll give you some first, and you can eat more."

This time, Jiang Shan directly picked up the still hot dish and poured most of it into Yang Yue's eyes, "A Yue, I'll cook it for you tomorrow..."

Jiang Shan said the latter words secretly. It is better not to be too blatant in front of children in this kind of relationship between lovers.

But after hearing this, Yang Yue's stomach began to twist. Can she refuse?

Yang Yue couldn't bear to see the man begging for praise and even looking complacent.

Let me ask, who can refuse a sincere heart, especially that preference?

Yang Yue couldn't refuse!

"It's so hard to cook, Brother Shan, I don't want you to have to work so hard... I, you are so busy at work, and I want all the remaining time..."

So, let’s not get into trouble with that cook, okay? After eating a few more times, she felt like her stomach might be leaving home.

Yang Yue's original intention was to prevent Jiang Shan from hurting other people's stomachs again, but Jiang Shan knew how to focus on the key points. All he could think about was his wife's words, "She wants the rest of the time..."

Wanting to occupy all his time is tantamount to wanting to occupy him as a person, so Ah Yue really loves him the most!

The more he thought about it, the more Jiang Shan felt that it was like this. The more like this, the happier he was. He had a feeling of being deeply loved and an urge to love deeply.

The way Jiang Shan loves Yang Yue is very simple, that is, in the private and intimate space between the two of them, you come and go, you are in me, and I am in you...

For a time, Jiang Shan's imagination was unlimited. He began to fantasize and long for whether it was him on top or her back to him. He had infinite energy and she had infinite charm...

"Jiang Shan! You, what are you thinking? The children are watching!" Yang Yue growled.

Seeing the burning heat in his eyes, Yang Yue knew that this man must be thinking wildly and wildly again.

With this cry, the clouds in the sky were disrupted, and Jiang Shan returned to reality.

He looked at the woman beside him and regretted why it was not night now. Why did he have to cook on a whim? Wouldn't it be better to have an early dinner and go back to the dormitory?

Jiang Shan immediately took action when he had the idea. He poured the remaining hot and sour potato shreds into the tea bowl, "Chacha, eat quickly, eat so that you can go to bed early...go back to your room early to do your homework!"

The word "sleep" was interrupted by Yang Yue's pinch, and Jiang Shan hurriedly changed his words. Only then did he realize that he was too impatient and accidentally said his true thoughts.

And half of the bowl was filled with potato chips that were dark inside and red inside, red inside and black inside, and the shape was almost the same as my own finger, just...

So speechless!

Can she say no?

She didn't want to eat this at all. The hot and sour potato shreds didn't look good at first glance, okay?

There’s no need to try this, it doesn’t taste good at first glance! Help! Who would say potato chips are potato shreds? Who can stir-fry vegetables until they are as black as smoke and ash?

Chacha's face was full of reluctance, and there was a message of resistance in her whole person, but over there, Father Jiang looked at her with an attentive and expectant face, just...

Chacha looked at Yang's mother, her eyes full of help.

Where is Yang Yue?

Yang Yue's eyes were full of heartache, sympathy and helplessness. She lowered her eyes and looked at her bowl, meaning: I'm sorry, Chacha. Mother Yang can't help you. Didn't you see that there are more dark dishes in my eyes than yours? ?

It's okay. It's just about having a stomachache in the middle of the night and running to the toilet a few times. Other than that, it's not a big problem. It's just you, Mama Yang, and me! I’ve long been used to it!

I just don't know why, after she has "tested the poison" for so long, why she still hasn't produced antibodies. Is it because it's not enough and she has to continue taking it to have an effect?

No no no! The villain in Yang Yue's heart shook her head violently. It wasn't that she didn't want to give Jiang Shan face or support, but she was really worried that her body wouldn't be able to withstand it!

Regarding Jiang Shan, there were two things about him that made Yang Yue afraid.

One: Jiang Shan’s cooking skills.

Second: Jiang Shan’s physical strength.

Here, the two little women slowly and carefully tried to add vegetables. Unexpectedly, one of the chopsticks could not hold it firmly, and the other caught it. When they put it into their mouths, they "accidentally" dropped it.

"Oops! I wrote several test papers today, and my hands are weak. Now I can't even hold the vegetables firmly..." Chacha made a pity expression.

"Alas! I was too tired last night, and now I have no appetite for anything to eat. Alas..." The sadness on Yang Yue's face was heartbreaking.

"This is hard to eat, give it to me! You drink some soup to appetizer first." Ayu suddenly replaced the half bowl of shredded potatoes in front of Chacha and handed her a cup of pig's trotter soup.

Chacha was so happy that she immediately drank the soup and couldn't help but praise: "Yeah! It tastes good. Ayu is a good cook."

After receiving the girl's praise, Ayu smiled in his heart, even though the bowl of potato chips that went into his stomach made his whole body sore and numb, even though the black chili pepper burned his entire mouth.

Over there, Jiang Shan was a little unconvinced when he saw two young men fighting each other even for a meal. Only you can play with feelings, right? Who are you looking down on?

"Ah Yue, I suddenly want to eat shredded potatoes. Come on, you can eat this braised pork."

"Oh! Stop!..." It was too late for Yang Yue to stop him.

Jiang Shan enthusiastically picked up the shredded potatoes and started eating them.

Jiang Shan was a soldier, and he had learned to eat at a fast pace in the army. After two brushes, there were only a few pieces of fried chili left in the bowl.

Then, when he came back to his senses, a sour smell came out of his throat. He wanted to vomit, but he suppressed it hard.

Then he choked it into his nostrils and took a breath of burning breath, which felt like sparks were rising.

The burning was burning into his eyes, and there was a tendency to explode his eyeballs. It was swollen and swollen, and physiological saline flowed out uncontrollably.

Finally, they attacked his brain, vowing to turn his head into a mess. For a moment, Jiang Shan was completely confused.

He couldn't tell clearly, what was real? What is fake?

He didn't know why Ah Yue always praised his cooking skills every time before? Why does she say that the spicy and sour potato shreds he makes are delicious? Why didn't she let him have a taste? Don't let him cook it for their daughter? What's the excuse, she just wants him to cook it for her to eat alone?

Until now, he still doesn't know. He just feels a little sour. Is it because the spicy and sour potato shreds are too sour?

"Ayue, you..."

"It's delicious!" Yang Yue smiled happily.

She is always satisfied with Jiangshan!

"Hehe, I know! I know!" Jiang Shan was moved.

Woohoo! Ah Yue loved him so much that she was afraid of damaging his self-confidence. She could even eat such unpalatable spicy and sour potato shreds, and even comforted him by saying it was delicious.

Yang Yue: Brother Shan, that’s not necessary!

Jiang Shan: I want it! Although your brother Shan is lacking in cooking skills, he can make up for it with physical strength. I will definitely serve you comfortably!

Yang Yue...

As for Ayu, who was eating potato chips that were hard to swallow, his expression remained unchanged and he only focused on looking at the girl. Seeing that the girl had finished drinking the soup, he hurriedly added another fish fillet with chopsticks, "Try this, there are no thorns. You can eat it with confidence.”

Seeing that Chacha ate obediently, he added a piece of fat and thin braised pork, "This is also delicious, not greasy."

Chacha accepted everyone who came and ate whatever was given to her. She paused until Ayu tore a roasted chicken leg for her.

She took it with her hand and didn't eat it immediately. Instead, she glanced at Ayu. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether the person in front of her was Ayu? Or Gu Yu?

Chacha fell into memories.

"Gu Yu, what are you sprinkling? It smells so good!"

"This is cumin powder. I found it on the mountain. Sprinkle some of this on baked goods to make it taste better."

"Wow, you know so much!"

"Slow down, be careful!"

……

Until a clear voice came, "Eat it, I specially sprinkled extra cumin on this leg."

"Slow down, be careful..."

Chacha seemed to have a double image in front of her eyes and murmured: "Gu Yu, you..."

Unexpectedly, all that little voice fell into Ayu's ears. He suddenly raised his head and glared at Chacha.

Those eyes were a bit complicated, filled with anger, disappointment, loneliness, and a sense of fragmentation. They shattered into small ice arrows and stabbed into Chacha's heart. The wound was not big, but it hurt...

"you……"

Chacha just suddenly felt sleepy. The temperature around her body was a little lower and a little cold.

*

When He Huan was leaving school, she saw a bright red sports car parked at the school gate. She stiffened slightly and walked faster in the opposite direction.

The people in the car saw her, immediately turned the steering wheel to follow her, and then stopped beside her.

Peng Shuli in the car rolled down the window and unlocked the car, "Come up, I've been waiting for you for a while."

He Huan's heart trembled subconsciously, and he had a feeling that he could not escape after all.

Taking a deep breath, He Huan opened the car door and got in. "Teacher, let's go..."

"Why are you so restrained? Privately, I'd rather you call me sister!" Peng Shuli looked through the rearview mirror and saw the girl sitting in the back seat with her legs together.

After hearing her words, the girl opened and closed her mouth several times, but she couldn't say the word "sister".

"You seem to be afraid of me? What? Am I scary? My little stepsister..."