The newly married reborn cold-faced boss dotes on his delicate wife

Li Changpu brought back two more pheasants, "We can stew them in the evening with mushrooms and vermicelli."

Jiang Tingxia and An Xi stood aside, thinking that the weather was cold and it would be best to eat a warm stew, so they naturally had no objection.

Li Changpu rolled up his sleeves and was about to kill the chicken, but Jiang Tingxia stopped him and said, "Wait a moment."

She said, "Don't move."

Then, in front of Li Changpu and An Xi's puzzled eyes, he stretched out three fingers and counted down, "three, two, one"

As soon as she finished speaking, a cheerful male voice rang out in the yard, "I'll do it."

Zhang Ming ran over and said, "Kill the chicken? Let me do it. I know how to bleed it. It will be done in two strokes."

Jiang Tingxia covered her face and laughed. Seeing her like this, Li Changpu couldn't help laughing.

Only An Xi, with a red face, turned and went into the house.

Zhang Ming worked really efficiently. He killed and plucked the chicken in one go. It wasn't long before he was done. He carried the fat chicken into the house and handed it to An Xi.

"Is there anything else I can help you with?"

An Xi shook her head, "No more."

Seeing that An Xi didn't seem to want to talk to him, Zhang Ming felt a little disappointed.

Jiang Tingxia was mixing white flour and cornmeal together, preparing to put a layer of pancakes on the side of the pot while stewing the chicken. Seeing Zhang Ming was about to leave, she called him and invited him, "Zhang Ming, stay and eat with us."

Zhang Ming was overjoyed and said, "Okay, I'll help light the fire."

As he said this, he sat down next to the stove and added a handful of firewood into the stove.

Li Changpu, whose job was taken away, sat on the chair next to Jiang Tingxia and started fiddling with the radio. He raised his eyebrows at Jiang Tingxia, glanced at Zhang Ming and An Xi who were shyly standing by the stove, and lowered his voice, "Let Zhang Ming stay at home for dinner. Do you agree with them?"

The two people whispered secretly.

Jiang Tingxia said, "I don't have any."

"I saw that he was helping me, so of course I had to keep him for dinner."

"Besides, it doesn't matter whether I agree or not. It all depends on An Xi's opinion."

Li Changpu stretched out the radio antenna and said, "You told me a few days ago that you would find another marriage partner for An Xi. Are you still looking for one?"

"Of course I have. Just look around first and I'll introduce you to someone suitable."

Li Changpu glanced at Zhang Ming, who looked like a silly boy, and shrugged his shoulders. It seemed that he still had a long way to go.

Dinner was hot pheasant stewed with mushrooms, the staple food was small flatbreads made of two-grain flour, accompanied by a plate of spicy and five-spice sausages, and the vegetable was pickled cabbage. Jiang Tingxia served the food on a set of blue and white porcelain tableware that she brought with her, which looked quite refined.

Zhang Ming smelled the delicious food and praised Jiang Tingxia and An Xi's cooking skills. Then he said, "Sister-in-law, stop busying yourself and sit down to eat."

Jiang Tingxia took off her apron and said, "You sit down too."

Several people sat down. Zhang Ming was not a reserved person. He ate a lot while sitting at the table and praised, "This sausage is delicious. It tastes like the one I make at home."

Jiang Tingxia replied, "Really? I'll bring some for you later."

Zhang Ming said, "I live in the dormitory and cannot cook. Sister-in-law, if you don't mind me being annoying, just ask me to come over for more meals in the future."

Jiang Tingxia thought to himself, this Zhang Ming is really a man who takes advantage of opportunities and is quite good at seizing opportunities.

"Okay, come to my house if you want to eat next time."

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

Zhang Ming held a piece of sausage and smiled happily.

Everyone at the table finished their meal chatting and laughing.

After dinner, Li Changpu and Zhang Ming went out together and returned to the dormitory. Li Changpu couldn't help but remind him, "An Xi and Liang Mancang broke up."

Zhang Ming nodded and smiled, "Really? Are you sure?"

He said, “I knew it.”

Seeing Zhang Ming's amorous face, Li Changpu couldn't bear to watch it anymore, and said, "Your sister-in-law asked me to introduce someone to An Xi again."

Zhang Ming was anxious, "Sister-in-law and An Xi both think I'm not good enough?"

He had been courting them for the past two days, but they didn't consider him? Why would they look for someone else when they had someone like him ready?

"I've told you, if you're really determined to marry An Xi, just go talk to her directly. Don't be so coy all day, using these edge tactics, and you can't let the girl speak first."

Zhang Ming clenched his fists and turned to go back, "I'll go talk to An Xi now."

Li Changpu pulled the man back and said, "It's so late. Let's talk tomorrow."

"Also, control your expression. I saw it when we were eating. Your eyes were staring at her face. Didn't you see that Anxi almost buried her head in the bowl? If you do that, the little girl will easily think you're a pervert."

Zhang Ming exclaimed, "No."

"Li Tuan, is it that obvious?"

“I’ve controlled myself not to watch it.”

Li Changpu nodded, "It can't be more obvious."

Zhang Ming instantly became nervous and caught up with Li Changpu who was walking in front of him, "Then An Xi can't hate me, right?"

Zhang Ming pleaded, "I have never been with a girl before, Li Tuan, you have experience, please teach me how to pursue a girl."

Li Changpu thought for a moment and said, "I don't know how to chase girls."

Zhang Ming blurted out, "Then how are you and sister-in-law getting along?"

Li Changpu thought for a moment and said, "We made an engagement eight hundred years ago, and she will marry me when the time comes."

"No need to chase."

He was a little proud, "It all depends on fate."

"How do I know if Anxi and I are destined to be together?"

Zhang Ming wailed twice, "Li Tuan, if you say that, how can I sleep tonight?"

……

Zhang Ming arrived at the Li family, but he didn't enter the house for a long time. He kept organizing his words in his mind, "An Xi, will you marry me?"

He shook his head and said, "No, that's too direct."

"An Xi, I thought you were so beautiful the first time I saw you, and I wanted you to be my partner."

After saying that, Zhang Ming slapped himself and said, "You sound like a gangster."

"An Xi, if you want to get married, look at me..."

The courtyard door was suddenly pushed open, and An Xi came out holding a wooden basin.

Zhang Ming quickly stopped mumbling to himself, "An Xi, good morning."

He saw the wooden basin in Anxi's hand, "Washing clothes? It's so heavy. Come, let me carry it for you."

"Need not."

An Xi was about to leave after saying this.

Zhang Ming insisted on helping her get it. An Qian was too embarrassed to fight with him, so he snatched the basin away and held it in his arms as if it were a treasure.

The two walked towards the river, one in front and one behind.

An Xi didn't want to accept his help, so she turned her head away and said, "Actually, I can just get it myself."

She said politely, "Go and do your thing."

Zhang Ming replied, "I'm not busy. I'm resting. I'm fine."

After he said that, An Xi was too embarrassed to say anything.

The two continued walking.

Zhang Ming looked at An Xi who was walking in front of him and thought that he really couldn't delay any longer, otherwise if another competitor came, there would be no place for him.

So he started a conversation, "I heard that your relationship with Lao Liang is no longer valid."

He spoke tentatively, "If you feel sad, don't hold it in, just cry it out."

The corners of An Xi's mouth twitched. How could he tell that she was in pain?

Looking at the gurgling water, Zhang Ming said again, "Don't worry, there is no one else here. You can cry if you want. Only I will know. I won't tell anyone else."

Zhang Ming found a big rock by the river, put the wooden basin in place, straightened his clothes, and said, "Sit here and cry if you want."

It would be best if I could cry against him and he could comfort me.

An Xi ignored him and was about to leave with the wooden basin.

"I'm here to do laundry, not to cry."