After being exiled, she married a rough man, and the sickly beauty was spoiled

The He family was quite a distance away from the Zheng family, but He Zhan was fast and returned soon.

Song Huiling washed the toon buds, poured them into a hot pot and blanched them. He flipped them a few times with chopsticks, and the reddish-brown color on the toon buds gradually faded, revealing their original tender green color.

As soon as the fish was taken out of the pot and put in cold water to cool, He Zhan came into the kitchen: "Are you still angry? You heard me come in and didn't even come out to take a look?"

"What's so good about it? It's not like I haven't seen it before." Song Huiling didn't even raise his head. He took the chopping board, put the cooled toon buds on it, and started cutting them with a knife.

A strand of soft hair hung down from the forehead and covered the eyes. Both of Song Huiling's hands were wet, so she simply raised the back of her hand to lift it up, but she failed to tuck the hair behind the ear. Instead, several more strands of hair were pulled out.

Seeing this, He Zhan grabbed her shoulders and gently turned her towards him.

While Song Huiling was feeling awkward, a big hand passed through her sight and in a flash, it had tucked her hair behind her ears.

He Zhan could feel Song Huiling's struggle and resistance under his palm. His eyes darkened, and he remembered what Zheng Quanshui said that women like to hear soft words. He said the cold and hard words "Don't move" for a while, but he finally took them back and said softly, "My lady, don't be angry with me. If you think I haven't done anything good, just tell me and I will change."

He Zhan's eyes, which were always sharp, were now filled with endless tenderness and affection. Song Huiling's heartbeat quickened, her eyes flickered, and she didn't dare to meet his gaze.

What she feared most was the sudden tenderness of this tough guy. Having been single for more than 20 years, she really couldn't withstand an attack from He Zhan.

She gently waved He Zhan's hand away, and her originally cold attitude softened a bit: "Alright, don't delay my cooking. I'm not angry with you. Go back to the yard and help Ah Mo."

Every time Song Huiling retreated an inch, He Zhan advanced an inch.

He squatted down slightly, his eyes were level with Song Huiling, and he leaned his head closer, smiling as he said, "If you kiss me, I'll believe you're not angry."

The handsome face suddenly enlarged in front of him, and Song Huiling's heart seemed to stop beating after a thump, and his breathing seemed to have stagnated.

After a long while, he took a deep breath and said fiercely to He Zhan's half-smiley face: "Don't go too far!"

The smile in He Zhan's eyes deepened. He suddenly raised his hand, grabbed the back of Song Huiling's head, pulled her towards him, and gently kissed her.

Song Huiling's mind went blank for a moment. As her eyelashes trembled, He Zhan had already withdrawn from her lips.

Afraid of frightening Song Huiling by being too reckless, He Zhan refrained from getting up, but he was lingering on the softness and fragrance of her lips. He couldn't help but raise his hand to touch those delicate lips. With a look of lust in his eyes, he said in a low voice, "My lady, I was young and frivolous and ignorant before. I shouldn't have said those reckless words. Don't hold it against me. I admit my mistake. I really like you."

Song Huiling knew that He Zhan was a reserved person, and it took a lot of struggle for him to be willing to say these words.

But she was not satisfied with this. She hoped that He Zhan could truly understand and respect her ideas, instead of being forced to say soft words because he was afraid that she would always be angry with him.

He Zhan revealed his true feelings, and Song Huiling chose to face her own heart. She was indeed in love with He Zhan.

Some of his stubborn ideas cannot be changed in a short time. It is a great progress that the villain can say such words to her.

She was also willing to say something that would make He Zhan feel comfortable: "My husband, I admit that I like you a little bit, but please don't mention Xie Yunsui anymore, okay? Otherwise, I'm afraid that my happiness, which I have worked so hard to generate, will be ruined by you."

The big rock in He Zhan's heart finally fell to the ground, and he smiled and replied: "I promise my wife, even if I have to be a jealous husband, I will never show it in front of my wife."

"Alright, why are you jealous of your husband? It really makes you feel like I'm cheating on you!" Song Huiling couldn't stand his irrelevant words and pushed him out the door, "Get out quickly and don't delay my work here."

The corners of He Zhan's lips rose slightly. The third brother of the Zheng family really didn't lie to him. The woman really needed to be coaxed.

Even his wife, who looks gentle on the outside but is strong on the inside, can't stand his nagging.

As He Zhan stepped out of the kitchen door, a figure appeared in his peripheral vision. He turned his head and saw A'mo standing beside him with a resentful look on his face.

Before he could speak, Ah Mo made a series of gestures with a sullen face: "Didn't you see me sawing the tree when you came into the yard? It's fine if you didn't come to help, but you came here to flirt with Sister Hui Ling. You are so shameless!"

He Zhan was in a very good mood at the moment. He was too lazy to argue with A'mo and simply ignored him and left.

However, after walking a few steps, she suddenly turned around, and under A'mo's confused gaze, she raised her hand and made a series of simple gestures to him: There will be more scenes of lovey-dovey like this, you have to learn to get used to it.

Shameless! Ah Mo was so angry that he almost jumped up and down, but he could do nothing about it. He just looked down on the fact that He Zhan was his eldest nephew, but he was indeed competent and impeccable as Hui Ling's husband.

He Zhan left the kitchen. Song Huiling gently patted her slightly hot cheeks, calmed herself down, and continued cooking.

It would be difficult to successfully change some of his overly stubborn thoughts, so we have to take it step by step. After all, there is a long time to come, and cooking is the top priority right now.

The chopped toon buds were put into a large bowl. Song Huiling then beat four eggs into the bowl with his bare hands, added some salt, and stirred it thoroughly with chopsticks.

Set up an iron pan, wait until the oil is hot, pour a full bowl of toon bud egg liquid into the pan, pick up an iron spoon, push the egg liquid wrapped around the toon buds, and wait until it is fried into a tender green toon bud egg pancake, then turn it over and fry it. Use an iron spoon to quickly stir the pancake, then serve it on a plate while it is hot. A simple toon bud scrambled eggs is ready.

After making fried eggs with toon buds, Song Huiling immediately started to stir-fry wild water chestnuts with bacon, and then took out the leftover vegetables and tofu from yesterday and made a huge bowl of dipping sauce. A rough lunch was ready.

Although there were fewer dishes, the two stir-fried dishes were very generous in portion. As for the plating, Song Huiling put two plates for each dish.

But there was still nothing left, and at the end of the meal, Song Huiling had the illusion that A'mo was not going to let go of even the plate and was going to eat it all.

After lunch, He Zhan and A'mo did not rest for a moment. Sleeping and eating are the top priorities in life. After eating, they had to busy themselves with sleeping.

If you want to have a good sleep, you have to hurry up and make the bed.

One pine tree cannot make two beds, but the bed that broke yesterday can still be used after repairing the wooden strips and boards. He Zhan called A'mo to move a pile of broken wooden things into the yard.