After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

Xie Nanxing took a handkerchief and wiped Shen Jinmo's hands dry. He then lowered his head and put down Shen Jinmo's rolled-up sleeves. "Don't be angry with Ah Ping. He and Xiao Bai also went to the mountains to catch fish in this cold winter, and it took a lot of effort."

All shops were closed during the New Year, and Ah Shun was alone in the mountains and had no idea how long the days and months were. In addition, Xie Nanxing's cooking was really delicious, so the family had run out of food.

Live by the mountain, eat by the mountain. Vegetables from the mountain are easy to get, but it takes a little effort to get meat in winter.

However, this room is full of people with outstanding martial arts skills. Although they are not good at hunting, they never return empty-handed when they go out.

His eyes fell on Mo Ping's back as he flashed into the kitchen. Shen Jinmo said, "Not angry."

Obviously angry.

"Okay, okay, my husband is the most obedient. He is definitely not a stingy person."

"Oh."

Shen Jinmo didn't want to be generous at all.

These days, every time Xie Nanxing cooked, Shen Jinmo looked at Mo Ping and Lu Bai with displeasure in every way.

Even looking at Ah Shun, he didn't seem very happy.

Every time the grown men eat, they look like starving ghosts, and not even a drop of soup is left.

It was obvious that in the past, Xie Nanxing only felt hungry when watching him eat, but now that there were several people eating together, Xie Nanxing's attention was immediately diverted.

When Xie Nanxing eats now, she doesn't just stare at him!

By the time Xie Nanxing suppressed his laughter and Shen Jinmo pretended to be generous and entered the kitchen, the fire in the stove had already started.

Ah Shun gave up the position where he was burning the fire and focused on helping Xie Nanxing.

The iron pan is heated, lard is added, and two grass carps weighing more than ten pounds in total are put into the pan and fried until both sides are golden brown.

Xie Nanxing raised his eyes slightly, and A Shun brought the boiling water and poured it into the pot.

Shen Jinmo turned up the fire, Xie Nanxing put dried chilies and wild onions into the pot, covered the pot and started stewing the fish.

He took out two eggs from the cupboard and put them into the stove, then Shen Jinmo placed his slightly cool hands in his arms.

This is the baked egg that only Shen Jinmo has, and it’s available every day.

Xie Nanxing bought these baked eggs from door to door, specifically for Shen Jinmo.

"Shen Jinmo, only you can make the fire be neither too big nor too small."

After being praised like this, Shen Jinmo felt happier than if he had won a battle.

"I'll keep you burning for the rest of your life."

When Shen Jinmo said these kinds of love words, his tone was usually extremely calm.

When it comes to his emotional ups and downs, Shen Jinmo has actually not changed much.

What changed was that pair of sharp eyes, which became as soft as silk for Xie Nanxing.

Such a tone coupled with such eyes would always make Xie Nanxing feel numb in his heart, and the feeling would flow through his blood every day.

Covering his hot cheeks with his hands, Xie Nanxing felt that this was what was called seducing someone without realizing it.

He didn't want to eat anything at all now. He really wanted to eat Shen Jinmo.

The water in the pot boiled for a while, and Shen Jinmo turned down the fire.

Looking at the white smoke rising from the pot: "I still have to learn how to cook. I can't let you wander around in the kitchen all the time. In the future, you don't have to do anything. Just wait for me to take care of you."

Lu Bai, who was cutting the white radish into shreds, stopped cutting.

Mo Ping, who was washing the vegetable basket he had just vacated, lost his strength and the enamel bowl fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and landed at Xie Nanxing's feet.

Ah Shun, who could not hear anything, opened his eyes wide, staring at Shen Jinmo's opening and closing lips.

Ah Shun felt that he must have seen it wrong.

Xie Nanxing took in the reactions of these people.

It seems that these people have witnessed Shen Jinmo's talent in cooking.

After careful speculation, Xie Nanxing felt that before Shen Jinmo was nine years old, he might have had a dream of cooking in order to prove himself great.

But after not trying for so many years, the once shattered dream has a chance to be reborn.

Picking up the porcelain bowl and handing it to Mo Ping, Xie Nanxing seemed to have completely forgotten the past when Shen Jinmo once boiled Chinese medicine into charcoal.

"Our Shen Jinmo is so smart, his food must be more delicious than mine."

"Then we'll take turns doing it."

Shen Jinmo's sharp eyes were filled with determination: "You don't have to do it, don't worry, I will definitely raise you fat and white."

The fish soup in the pot had been stewed until it was fragrant. Everyone in the room, who had been distracted by Shen Jinmo's words, began to admire Xie Nanxing's bravery.

Sure enough, there are some loves that only Xie Nanxing deserves.

As for the things Shen Jinmo cooked, they were frightened even after just looking at them, let alone eating them.

They were indeed afraid of death, but they all felt that eating the kind of meals prepared by Shen Jinmo actually put more psychological pressure on them than committing suicide by taking poison.

Xie Nanxing opened the lid of the pot, put the shredded radish into the pot, sprinkled a spoonful of salt, and continued squatting.

Shen Jinmo first spread a layer of charcoal on the copper and iron, then found a larger charcoal fire in the stove and put it into the copper furnace to ignite the charcoal next to it.

When the fire started burning, Lu Bai directly brought the slightly hot copper stove to the square table.

The fish stewed with shredded radish was out of the pot. As the fish soup was boiling, Xie Nanxing poured wine for the four people at the table.

During this gap, Shen Jinmo took the serving chopsticks and put the fattest meat from the fish into Xie Nanxing's bowl.

Where Shen Jinmo is, even meals are done without making much noise.

But Xie Nanxing could judge today's performance by looking at everyone's satisfied expressions and their hands that wanted to restrain themselves but couldn't.

The stewed shredded radish was eaten up in a short time. Shen Jinmo put the tenderest slices of cabbage in the pot, blanched them and put them into Xie Nanxing's bowl.

Then he picked up a few more pieces of fish and put them on the plate. After carefully picking out all the fish bones, he pushed them to Xie Nanxing's hand.

After Xie Nanxing was about 50% full, Shen Jinmo started to eat seriously.

The three people at the table watched Shen Jinmo pick up his chopsticks seriously before they dared to speed up their meal.

There is a difference between master and servant. Even in this deep mountain, Shen Jinmo and Xie Nanxing are masters.

They all took advantage of Shen Jinmo. Shen Jinmo didn't eat much, but they finished it all. They were really tactless.

Xie Nanxing held up the wine jug and filled the empty wine cups for the people at the table. When everyone started to soak the rice in fish soup, Xie Nanxing raised his own teacup.

With a gentle smile and the clinking of glasses, there is no need for sentimental words, but everything is implied.

We worked hard last year, and next year, we will need to fight side by side.

Shen Jinmo put his wine glass to Xie Nanxing's mouth and let Xie Nanxing taste a little bit before he finished drinking the wine in his hand.

None of them drank much, and the four of them only finished one pot of wine.