The heroine robs the marriage? The Beijing circle big man follows the army to the island

Jiang Zeyuan looked at her with reluctance in his eyes, "Wife, I'm not at home, don't get too tired by yourself, wait for me to come back if you have anything."

Jian Yue pursed her lips and nodded, "I know, don't worry."

As he spoke, he took out a roll of noodles and placed it on the cupboard.

Prepare to light the fire and cook the noodles.

But the job of making fire was very tiring for her.

Squatting in front of the stove, he fumbled with the matches, breaking each one as he struck it.

I finally managed to light one, but as soon as I got close to the firewood, it went out with a "puff".

It was not easy to learn how to use matches.

As a result, either too much firewood was put in and the flames were extinguished, or too little firewood was put in and the fire simply could not burn, leaving me with a face covered in ash.

While muttering in frustration, "This broken fire, why is it so difficult to please!"

While constantly fanning the black smoke in front of him with his hands.

Jiang Zeyuan heard the noise coming from the house in the yard and ran in quickly like a gust of wind.

As soon as he saw Jian Yue’s miserable face covered in black and gray.

I laughed so hard that tears almost came out, I couldn't straighten my back, and I almost got a stitch in the side.

Jian Yue suddenly raised her head, her eyes wide as bells, and waved the fire stick in her hand, "You're still laughing? What are you laughing at! Come and help me!"

When Jiang Zeyuan saw that his wife was about to get angry, he quickly held back his laughter.

Just as I took two cautious steps forward, her fist swung at me like a small cannonball.

"I'll let you laugh. If you laugh again, I'll beat you until you're dizzy!" She said as she chased Jiang Zeyuan and beat him.

Jiang Zeyuan ran away while holding his head and begging for mercy, "Wife, I was wrong, I was wrong, I will teach you right now."

Finally, under the patient guidance of Jiang Zeyuan.

Jian Yue finally started the fire.

He raised his head proudly, "See, I told you I can do it!"

The two of them were chasing each other in the kitchen, laughing and having fun, it was really lively.

While the water was boiling, Jian Yue picked out about ten shrimps from the big wooden barrel, then removed the heads and picked out the shrimp threads.

It was the first time Jiang Zeyuan saw someone picking shrimp threads, and he came over curiously.

His eyes were fixed on Jian Yue's movements. "Wife, why do you need to pick out the shrimp thread from this shrimp?"

Jian Yue's hands kept moving. "If you don't pick out the shrimp threads, they won't be clean and will taste fishy."

Jiang Zeyuan seemed to understand and said, "Oh, so that's how it is. I've never heard of it before."

Jian Yue’s process of cooking noodles is orderly.

First, heat the oil in a pan, then put the garlic and shrimp heads in and fry them for a while.

The garlic and shrimp heads roll happily in the oil pan, emitting an enticing aroma.

Then he scooped two large spoonfuls of boiling water into it, and with a "sizzling" sound, the pot was instantly steaming.

After the water boils, put the noodles in carefully.

After the noodles have been cooked for two minutes, throw in the shrimps that you have just processed.

As soon as the shrimps are put into the pot, they are wrapped in boiling water and their color gradually turns bright red.

Then she cooked it for another three minutes and then she started to put out the fire.

Thanks to the residual heat from the charcoal fire, the water in the pot continued to boil.

Next, add some salt and chicken essence into the noodles and stir gently.

The hot and fragrant seafood noodles are cooked.

Jian Yue wiped the sweat from her forehead and shouted, "Jiang Zeyuan, bring the lunch box!"

Jiang Zeyuan quickly responded: "Coming, coming!"

He trotted over to get the lunch box, stared at the noodles in the pot, and swallowed his saliva, "Wife, this noodles smells so good!"

"That's right, bring it out quickly, we're ready to eat." She was still confident in her cooking skills.

The two of them ate up all the soup in the lunch boxes.

Then, he leaned back in the chair contentedly and relaxed for a while.

Jian Yue brought up the topic, "Zeyuan, do you know where I can exchange some bamboo farm tools? And where can I catch chickens?"

Jiang Zeyuan stood up immediately after hearing this and said, "Then let's take you there now, so that you won't be able to move the things by yourself when I'm not here."

Jian Yue smiled and nodded, "Okay, let's go now."

At dusk, the afterglow of the setting sun lengthened the two people's shadows.

In the military compound, many people also went out for a walk like them.

Along the way, children were laughing and playing, while the elderly were sitting under the trees, leisurely fanning themselves with palm-leaf fans.

People kept greeting them.

"Captain Jiang, take your wife out!"

"Captain Jiang, where are you going?"

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Jiang Zeyuan responded with a smile.

Jian Yue stood aside and smiled apologetically.

It was not until he left the military compound that he felt his face was extremely stiff and he slapped his cheeks hard.

Seeing her slapping her face, Jiang Zeyuan couldn't help but tease her, "Wife, what's wrong with your face? Did you have a cramp from laughing?"

When Jian Yue heard this, she was furious, "Can't you say something nice? I'll teach you a lesson!"

As he said that, he raised his fist and rushed towards Jiang Zeyuan.

Seeing this, Jiang Zeyuan quickly turned around and ran, not forgetting to look back and make a face, "Wife, come on, come and chase me!"

Jian Yue chased after him relentlessly, shouting as she ran, "Jiang Zeyuan, stop right there! I'm going to beat you until you beg for mercy!"

Jiang Zeyuan ran neither fast nor slow, and from time to time he glanced at Jian Yue behind him, "Wife, run slower, be careful not to fall."

He controlled his speed very well, not leaving his wife too far behind, but not allowing her to be caught easily.

The two of them quarreled all the way and came to a place called Shiwan Village.

Jian Yue ran out of breath, supporting her knees with her hands, gasping for breath, and glared at Jiang Zeyuan fiercely, "I'll settle the score with you when we get back!"

Jiang Zeyuan came over with a smile, saying in a flattering manner, "Wife, don't be angry. I was wrong. I was just joking with you. Don't take it seriously."

She said unhappily, “You’ll move the things by yourself later!”

"Sure, no problem!" Jiang Zeyuan agreed without hesitation. He had no intention of letting her do it in the first place.

Jiang Zeyuan took Jian Yue into the village. Along the way, many villagers greeted him enthusiastically.

Jian Yue was still a little surprised about this matter.

How does this guy manage to be so popular in the village?

Jiang Zeyuan was all smiles as he cheerfully introduced them to the villagers along the way, "This is my wife, Jian Yue. She just came here with the army."

The villagers gathered around and looked Jian Yue up and down with curiosity.

An old lady with gray hair took Jian Yue's hand and said with a smile: "Wow, Xiao Jiang married a very pretty wife, like she came out of a painting."

Jian Yue blushed, smiled shyly, and lowered her head slightly, "Grandma, you are too kind."

Another uncle came over and joked, "Xiao Jiang, you are so lucky!"

Jiang Zeyuan smiled with a passionate smile, "Of course my wife is good!"

Jian Yue glanced at him secretly, feeling happy in her heart.

The two continued walking forward and came to the place where they exchanged bamboo farm tools.