The hunter's husband is so sweet

When they arrived at Qi Xuan's house, Qi Yue was serving dishes to the table. Zhang Hui stepped forward to help, "Xiao Yue, let me do it. Don't burn yourself."

Mr. Qiao rolled his eyes and said, "Go wash your hands first. Don't touch my food with your dirty hands." Zhang Hui wanted to refute, but was choked back by Qiao Yue's words, "Brother Qiao is right. Go wash your hands quickly. It's time to eat."

Qi Zheng ran to the door of Lin Chen's room and knocked on it first, "Xiao Chen, are you there? Can I come in?" After getting Lin Chen's response, Qi Zheng pushed the door open.

"Brother Zheng, what's wrong?" Lin Chen was sorting the fabric for the wedding dress. He was a little puzzled when he saw Qi Zheng coming in with a happy expression.

Qi Zheng took out the banknotes from his arms and handed them to Lin Chen. There were eight hundred taels in total. Lin Chen was shocked. "Brother Zheng, where did this come from?"

"I found a ginseng on the mountain, and Grandpa Zhang bought it. This is the money from selling the ginseng, you keep it." The money was like a hot potato in Qi Zheng's hand, and he didn't want to take more for a second. Lin Chen smiled at his expression, stood up and took out a wooden box from the closet, which Qi Xuan had given him before.

After opening it, there were some valuable jewelry and silver bills inside. Lin Chen took out two hundred taels from the eight hundred taels and put the remaining six hundred taels into the box. Now there were at least a few thousand taels in his box.

"Brother Zheng, take these two hundred taels." Lin Chen handed the banknote to him, but Qi Zheng refused to take it. It was not until Lin Chen was about to get angry that he reluctantly accepted it. He kept saying, "You don't have to give it to me, it would be better to keep it all."

Lin Chen opened the box and faced Qi Zheng, "Look for yourself, I have so many treasures here. This is all the money for our future life."

Qi Zheng shook his head, "This is your private money. I will earn our family's money in the future." Then Qi Zheng wanted to continue but Lin Chen slapped him on the arm, "You still want to share yours and mine with me?" Qi Mutou Zheng was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to explain. Lin Chen snorted, "We will be a family in the future. These are our common things. You are still dividing them with me so clearly, so you can do whatever you want."

"I was wrong." Qi Zheng admitted his mistake aggrievedly.

Lin Chen glanced at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qi Zheng held Lin Chen's hand and said, "I shouldn't have separated from Xiaochen so clearly. You are mine, and everything you have is mine. Likewise, I am yours, too."

Lin Chen blushed at his confession-like words and pulled his hand away. "Hmph, I'm glad you knew it. Let's go out. It's time to eat." After saying that, Lin Chen stood up and put the box away. Qi Zheng also put the two hundred taels of silver notes away with him.

When the two of them came out, Qi Yue had already put the food on the table. Lin Chen glanced at the kitchen and asked, "What is brother still busy with?"

Qi Yue replied, "Brother Xiaoxuan is making milk tea. Milk spoils easily, and we don't have an ice cellar so we can't store it for too long." Lin Chen listened to Qi Yue's clear and logical explanation and couldn't help but tease, "Oh, our Xiaoyue really has the demeanor of a great chef now."

"Xiao Chen! If you keep saying that, I won't give you food." Qi Yue stamped his feet. In the past few days, almost everyone in the family would say something to him. Although they were all teasing in a good way, he was really embarrassed. The elders said that it was difficult for him to refute anything, but Xiao Chen just went straight to the point.

The remaining ones just ran over and tickled Lin Chen. The two boys started playing around without caring that others were watching. Everyone just smiled and watched them.

After Qi Xuan had made the milk tea and steamed the milk cake, he came out with a few bowls of milk tea. Seeing Qi Yue and Lin Chen still playing around, he said, "Okay, stop playing around, both of you. Go wash your hands and have dinner."

"Okay~" the two said in unison, and then went to the well to wash their hands hand in hand.

Qi Xuan placed a bowl of milk tea in front of everyone, "Try it." Except for Aunt Wang and Grandpa Zhang, everyone else had already had it, so they were not in a hurry to taste the milk tea. Grandpa Qiao focused on the dish of stir-fried pig blood. People like them would never eat pig blood and pig intestines in their entire lives, and they rarely even ate pig trotters.

So he was very interested in these, picked up a piece of pig blood with chopsticks, and prepared himself mentally before putting it in his mouth. Unexpectedly, there was no bloody smell, and the taste was more like tofu, very smooth and tender. He tasted the pig intestines again, and there was no other taste. The intestines were stewed very soft, and the same was true for the pig's trotters.

Mr. Qiao once again praised Qi Xuan's cooking skills, but Qi Xuan shook his head and said, "Qi Yue cooked this time, and I was just helping him."

Qi Yue was embarrassed by the compliments and just sat there eating. Mr. Qiao also nodded in approval, "It's really good. Although it can't be said to be at the level of a top chef, it's no problem to open a small restaurant."

Shopkeeper Wu also nodded, "The boss is right. If Young Master Qi really wants to open a restaurant, then my guest house may lose a large number of customers."

Zhang Hui looked at Qi Yue's little head that was about to be buried in the bowl, and said to Mr. Qiao and Shopkeeper Wu with a look of disdain, "You two should stop talking and stop teasing my little Yue. Can't you see that she is so embarrassed that she can't stand it anymore?"

Qi Xuan also agreed, "That's right, stop talking. And what do you mean by losing a group of customers? If we open the store, we will steal all the customers."

Everyone laughed, Qi Yue was helpless, thinking to herself, 'Brother Xiaoxuan, you don't care about my life or death. ' After dinner, everyone chatted in the yard. The milk cake was ready. Grandpa Zhang was old and was very interested in this easy-to-eat cake. "Grandpa Zhang, eat more." Qi Xuan brought a small plate and placed it in front of Grandpa Zhang, "Take some away later, otherwise we won't be able to finish it."

Mr. Qiao glanced at Fu Jingyi and said, "How about digging an ice cellar? I think Zhang Hui will build a house in more than one or two days. Let the workers take half a day to dig an ice cellar."

When Zhang Hui heard his name, he asked them, "What's the matter?" Fu Jingyi told him that he wanted to dig an ice cellar. Zhang Hui slapped his thigh and said, "Yes, we can build an ice cellar."

"Let's do it tomorrow. Let the workers come in the afternoon and build one for you first. I will also build an ice cellar there." Zhang Hui made the decision directly.

Fu Jingyi sighed to the sky. It was obviously his family who wanted to dig an ice cellar, so why didn't he have a say? Qi Xuan came over and asked, "Brother Yi, what's wrong? What are you talking about?"

Qi Xuan was very curious when he saw them talking together just now, but he never had the chance to come over and ask. "Your man wants to dig an ice cellar for you." Mr. Qiao answered Qi Xuan's question first.

"Ah?" Qi Xuan looked at Fu Jingyi, "Brother Yi, is that true?" His eyes were bright, and he was obviously happy. Seeing his husband happy, Fu Jingyi felt that nothing mattered anymore, and nodded in agreement, "Yes, dig an ice cellar, so that some perishable ingredients can be stored for a few more days."

Zhang Hui pulled Qi Yue over and said to him, "Xiao Yue'er, let's go see how his ice cellar is tomorrow. We can also build one to make it easier for you to cook."

Hearing that they were going to dig an ice cellar, Qi Zheng turned to look at Lin Chen, "Do you need it?" Lin Chen shook his head. He didn't need an ice cellar for cooking. He wanted a room to store fabrics and embroidery threads, and preferably an embroidery frame. Lin Chen was thinking, and suddenly found that Qi Zheng had been looking at him, "What's the matter?"

"We don't need an ice cellar, so what do you want?" Qi Zheng asked him. It was obvious from the look on Lin Chen's face that he was thinking about something.

Lin Chen blinked and told Qi Zheng everything he had just thought of. Qi Zheng wrote it down and promised to get it done for him.

Aunt Wang, Doctor Zhang and Shopkeeper Wu looked at the children and smiled at each other. Mr. Qiao was trying his luck to see if these people could take a look at him, a lonely man.