Quickly wear, what should I do if the vicious cannon fodder is too stupid

Feng He believed Shen Chi's statement because he described it in great detail.

If Feng He stayed in the villa alone, he probably wouldn't feel bored.

Shen Chi pointed his eyes at the busy figure in the kitchen, "Is Chu Mingzhou cooking?"

Feng He nodded, "We went to the farm today and brought back a lot of vegetables and fruits."

Shen Chi nodded with a smile, "Well, we are in for a treat. The vegetables you brought back from the farmhouse must be very green and healthy."

"Yeah, I think so too. The peaches we had this morning were delicious."

The two of them sat on the sofa, chatting idly.

While they were chatting, Zhao Jingnan and Dai Luan came back.

They went to the city, so they stopped by the supermarket and brought back today's ingredients.

Dai Luan and Zhao Jingnan both looked very happy, probably because the date went well.

Zhao Jingnan was holding a large plastic bag with the logo of a well-known supermarket on it.

Feng He saw that they brought steaks, beef rolls, luncheon meat, etc., and even hot pot base.

Do you want to eat hotpot today?

Feng He immediately began to drool at the thought of this possibility.

To be honest, I haven’t eaten hot pot for a long time.

The original owner's mother had very high requirements for what he ate, and rarely allowed him to eat oily and spicy food like hot pot.

Feng He suddenly felt a little sorry for herself.

"Actor Zhao, do you want to eat hot pot today?"

Feng He swallowed and couldn't help asking.

Zhao Jingnan replied with a smile: "Yes, today Luan suddenly said that she wanted to eat hot pot, so I bought it back."

Feng He's eyes lit up, great!

"In the kitchen... is Mingzhou preparing to cook?"

Feng He nodded. "It seems that he is making dessert for us now, because we only brought back vegetables and other ingredients."

"Okay, then I'll go in and do it with him."

As Zhao Jingnan spoke, he put on an apron and went into the kitchen.

Feng He blinked her eyes, this actor is really good.

Not only is he a good person, he is also very capable at work and has no airs at all.

No wonder his fans love him so much.

After Dai Luan came back, she went upstairs to put her things away. She went out on a date today and bought a lot of things.

Feng He ran to the door of the villa and squatted down to enjoy the breeze.

As a result, Jiang Wenxu was seen walking back slowly with a straw hat on his head.

Feng He glanced at the camera behind him and greeted him.

"You're back. I heard you went to work for the villagers."

Jiang Wenxu saw Feng He squatting at the door like a mushroom.

He curled his lips, "Yeah, what about you, was your date fun today?"

Feng He nodded honestly.

For some reason, he wanted to show off when he saw Jiang Wenxu.

Humph, Jiang Wenxu works while he can go out and play.

So Feng He pouted and told Jiang Wenxu all the fun, beautiful and delicious things that happened today.

The expression on Jiang Wenxu's face became increasingly dull.

Only after Feng He finished speaking did he simply say "Oh".

Perhaps he felt it was too perfunctory, so he added expressionlessly: "It sounds pretty good."

Feng He nodded somewhat proudly.

Feng He then discovered that Jiang Wenxu was holding a green net bag filled with fish in his hand.

Feng He widened his eyes in surprise and squatted down to look at the big fish.

"Where did you get the fish?"

Jiang Wenxu's straw hat covered his eyebrows and eyes, and his expression was so indifferent that it was difficult to see clearly.

"I was helping a villager with work. His son went fishing in the fish pond today and gave me a fish when he came back."

Feng He looked at this big, fat fish and had already imagined several ways to cook it.

"This fish looks very fresh. Put it in the water quickly."

Jiang Wenxu smiled and said, "It really needs to be kept in water."

There is a well in the yard of the villa. You can get clear and sweet well water by turning the handle.

When Jiang Wenxu was standing by the well, Feng He had already brought over a bucket.

Jiang Wenxu was stunned for a moment, took the bucket from Feng He's hand, scooped water from the boiling water, and when the bucket was half full, he put the fish in.

The fish seemed to come alive in the water, swimming around happily.

Feng He looked at the fat fish happily, feeling a sense of liking it very much.

Jiang Wenxu kept looking down at Feng He who was squatting.

Suddenly I felt that the inexplicable anger in my heart was not so strong anymore.

"How would you like to eat this fish? Braised, pickled vegetables, or chopped peppers?"

Jiang Wenxu has already started asking how to eat this fish.

Feng He tilted her head and said, "We won't eat the fish for now. When Actor Zhao came back today, he brought the ingredients for hot pot, so our dinner today will be hot pot."

Jiang Wenxu nodded and said yes.

Seeing that Fenghe liked the fish so much, she let it stay for two more days.

"I didn't expect you could do farm work."

"That's something I learned." Jiang Wenxu raised his eyebrows.

Feng He: “…Oh.”

"Come inside. It's night time and there are lots of mosquitoes outside."

The two of them entered the villa together, not forgetting to bring the fish to the kitchen.

"Why is there another fish?"

Zhao Jingnan took some time to ask while cooking.

“It was given by the villagers.”

Jiang Wenxu gave a brief explanation.

"Okay, let's make fish for lunch tomorrow. You can tell me what kind you want to eat."

"it is good."

Chu Mingzhou was making dessert nearby, using peaches and cherries as the ingredients.

He concentrated on carving his work.

Feng He looked at the exquisite prototype and couldn't help swallowing her saliva. Such a beautiful dessert must be delicious at first glance.

Jiang Wenxu stood aside with his arms folded. He said calmly, "You've eaten a lot, why do you still want to eat?"

Feng He: “…”

He took a deep breath, "Curiosity."

After saying that, he glared at Jiang Wenxu fiercely, signaling him to come out.

He chose the angle very cleverly so that the camera wouldn't capture it.

Jiang Wenxu paused for a moment, then curled the corners of his lips.

He followed Feng He out slowly and leisurely, and his steps seemed to be full of energy.

Feng He found a place where there was no one and looked at Jiang Wenxu who was walking towards her slowly with some annoyance.

He said in a bad tone: "Couldn't you give me some face just now? You made me sound like I really liked it!"

Jiang Wenxu was a little amused.

He still apologized: "I'm sorry, it's my fault, I didn't think it through."

Feng He snorted coldly and muttered, "Next time I will embarrass you in front of the camera, just wait..."

"I can do it, too. I'll make it for you next time."

Jiang Wenxu suddenly said something.

Feng He was forced to interrupt her mumbling.

"doing what?"

Feng He looked confused and continued talking.

A smile flashed in Jiang Wenxu's eyes.

"I know how to make desserts and main dishes."

Feng He looked unconvinced.

He muttered stubbornly: "You cook for me... You're not going to poison me..."