Dressed as a salt-free maid

Ye Chun on one side looked at the dead deer on the ground, frowning.

If she remembers correctly, deer are very particular about deer in Kunzhai, and they cannot be killed casually...

It must be another troublesome thing to be known by the leader. In order to avoid trouble, Ye Chun hurriedly dragged the deer back.Of course, Feng Changhuan didn't care, and dealt with the old hen together with Qin Yunduo.

Usually she is too lazy to do these things, but today she is happy.

When Ye Chun came out, the two of them were plucking the old hen, so Ye Chun went to boil water, and was going to put the plucked old hen in the water after a while, and pluck the remaining flakes.There are also mushrooms that need to be soaked in advance. In order to taste better, Ye Chun decided to put some peppers. Feng Changhuan also likes spicy food.However, Ye Chun thought that Helian Xiaomeng was injured just now, and it was not good to eat too spicy, so he changed his mind and decided not to put chili.

After the water was boiled, the old hen's feathers were almost plucked, and after the water was over, the stew began. It was Qin Yunduo and Ye Chun who were busy all the time, and Feng Changhuan was watching lazily by the side.Of course it was for supervision. Seeing that Ye Chun didn't put chili, Feng Changhuan came over and said to Ye Chun, "I didn't put chili." She was in a good mood today, thinking that Ye Chun forgot.

Ye Chun didn't expect Feng Changhuan to bring it up, so he stopped looking at Feng Changhuan and said, "I won't release it today."

Qin Yunduo knows that Feng Changhuan is not fond of spicy food and is especially good at eating spicy food, and she also knows that Feng Changhuan is a woman with a bad temper. No matter who you are, as long as you provoke her, then wait Let's get fat.Qin Yunduo still remembers that not long ago, Qingqing, the most arrogant Qingqing in their Kunzhai, was beaten for three days because Feng Changhuan, a woman, snorted while walking.

"I'm going to get the chili pepper." In order to avoid a tragic accident, Qin Yunduo took the initiative to run to get the chili pepper and plan to put it into the pot.

"Remember to put it in the chicken's belly." Feng Changhuan was critical, and Qin Yunduo nodded.

After taking the peppers, washing them and cutting them, Qin Yunduo was about to stuff them into the chicken belly, but before he put them in, someone grabbed his hand.

It was Ye Chun.

What does it mean?Qin Yunduo was confused...

Ye Chun: "Don't let go."

It was only then that Qin Yunduo understood what Ye Chun meant, that the peppers were not allowed, it was just...

Qin Yunduo looked at Feng Changhuan on the side, his face seemed to be a little ugly.Qin Yunduo was in a dilemma for a while.Although Feng Changhuan had never hit her, she was still quite afraid of this woman.

And Ye Chun has always been accommodating to Feng Changhuan in Qin Yunduo's view, what happened today?

Qin Yunduo's eyes looked between Ye Chunfeng and Changhuan, but he still didn't see anything wrong.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere seemed to be frozen because of the trivial matter of whether to put chili or not.

Finally, Feng Changhuan walked over to Ye Chun and looked at Ye Chun. In fact, she was also curious. Ye Chun, a woman, always said what she said, and every time she caused trouble, she was the one who dealt with the aftermath. No complaints No, what's the matter this time, I clearly know that I eat spicy food, but I don't want to let it go, even if I say it.

"Why?" Feng Changhuan asked.

Ye Chun was very calm: "Xiaomeng is in a state where she should eat lightly."

"Xiaomeng?" Feng Changhuan said the name, for some reason it was familiar.

Qin Yunduo was a little nervous.

After a while Feng Changhuan didn't speak, just when Ye Chun thought that Feng Changhuan was really angry, Feng Changhuan spoke, but he didn't get angry, but just oh: "Then don't let it go!" .” Then he walked outside.

Qin Yunduo breathed a sigh of relief, but Ye Chun's heart moved, before he had time to blurt out: "You remember?"

Feng Changhuan paused, turned around and took a deep look at it, with a faint tone: "Remember... what?"

This is what I didn't think of. Ye Chun should have breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still worried. He stared at Feng Changhuan, but finally found no flaws. Feng Changhuan left, but Ye Chun was still there. Thinking, what the hell is going on here? If a person who has always been proud has not recovered his memory, how could he suddenly become more tolerant?