Traveling through time as a peasant girl, buying a husband and raising a child

Mu Jiaojiao looked at the person walking out of the pavilion, a smile gradually bloomed on her face, and her eyes were full of tenderness.

"I like it very much, thank you Ajin!"

Mu Jiaojiao's sweet voice revealed joy. She really liked it and thought that her man had remembered what they had said in the previous conversation.

When they were talking about modern times, Mu Jiaojiao mentioned something about the plots in romance novels where the male protagonist would send flowers or something to express his love.

"As long as the lady likes it."

Jiang Jin looked at the roses swaying in the wind under the pavilion, then looked at his wife who was smiling freely and tenderly, and the smile on his face became more and more obvious.

He likes to see his wife smile, and he is also happy that his wife likes this surprise.

"Will you follow me in and eat longevity noodles?"

As he spoke, Jiang Jin had already arrived in front of Mu Jiaojiao. He stretched out his bony hand and spoke to Mu Jiaojiao.

Mu Jiaojiao was still looking at the red roses blooming wildly, swaying gently in the wind in the dark night. Hearing this, she nodded with a lazy and happy smile on her lips.

Then she saw the hand in front of her, and she naturally placed her hand in Jiang Jin's hand, and then followed Jiang Jin's footsteps into the pavilion.

There were several lit carved lanterns hanging around the pavilion, making the candlelight even brighter.

Mu Jiaojiao followed Jiang Jin to the table in the pavilion and saw a bowl of longevity noodles. The noodles were evenly stretched and topped with a golden fried egg.

"Madam, would you like to try it?"

After the two people sat down on the chairs, Jiang Jin invited Mu Jiaojiao to try it in a gentle and elegant voice, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

“Hahaha╮(￣▽￣)╭”

Mu Jiaojiao laughed out loud as he finished speaking. She saw that there was still some white flour on Jiang Jin's cheek and couldn't help laughing.

"Madam, why are you laughing?"

Jiang Jin was a little confused by his wife's smile. Could it be that his wife was too happy?

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Mu Jiaojiao laughed even more wildly when he asked this question.

Jiang Jin's face was full of helplessness. He looked at his wife opposite him. She was really like a child, smiling so happily when she received a gift. Wasn't this the gift she had prepared for him and his son?

Mu Jiaojiao kept laughing. After she stopped laughing for a while, she looked at Jiang Jin's helpless eyes and felt that her man was becoming more and more adorable.

Mu Jiaojiao actually didn't think it through very clearly. It seemed that her man knew some cooking skills, so how could he make noodles so that his face looked like a tabby cat?

"Prince Jin, close your eyes!"

Mu Jiaojiao took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and gave an order to her man.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jin obediently closed his eyes. He didn't understand what his wife was doing and why she even called him Prince Jin, but he cooperated obediently.

Then Jiang Jin closed his eyes and smelled a burst of fragrance with a hint of herbal scent. It was a familiar smell to him, it was from his wife.

Then Jiang Jin felt the handkerchief wiping his face, and his thoughts came to an abrupt halt.

So, he had something dirty on his face when he was in the kitchen earlier?

"Okay, you can open it now."

When Mu Jiaojiao had only this doubt in his mind, she carefully wiped the flour off both sides of his cheeks. Only when she saw that her man had regained his immortal appearance did she feel satisfied.

"Ajin, the flour on your face can make a bowl of noodles!"

Mu Jiaojiao looked at her man who opened his eyes, put the handkerchief in her hand on the table, and spoke in a gentle tone with a hint of teasing.

Jiang Jin: “…” I was careless. I was in such a hurry that I forgot to wipe my face!

"Ajin, how did it become like this?"

Mu Jiaojiao looked at her fox-like man with a hint of uneasiness. With a smile in her eyes, she picked up the chopsticks on the table and asked curiously.

It’s no wonder she wasn’t curious. Now she was wondering if this man would burn down the kitchen.

"Cough cough..."

When Jiang Jin was asked this question by his wife, he thought of the previous battle in the kitchen, and he felt a little embarrassed after practicing for many days.

"My dear, I wanted to bake a cake, but not only did I fail, but I also got some flour on my face..."

Jiang Jin felt embarrassed to continue talking after this. He saw how easy it was for his wife to make the cake!

As a result, he spent the whole afternoon on it, but the noodles were either burnt or not cooked, and flour was scattered everywhere. Later, when he saw that he was running out of time, he made a bowl of longevity noodles.

Upon hearing this, Mu Jiaojiao paused with the chopsticks in her hand, the smile on her face faded a little, and there was an inexplicable sourness in her eyes.

She looked at Jiang Jin steadily, then reached out and touched Jiang Jin's cheek, her voice tinged with tenderness.

"The red roses are beautiful, the longevity noodles are delicious, and it doesn't matter if the cake isn't done."

"Well, as long as my lady likes it!"

When Jiang Jin heard what his wife said, his previous embarrassed expression disappeared instantly, and the smile on his face was like a snow lotus blooming on the mountain, blooming inch by inch, making Mu Jiaojiao's heart tremble.

"My lady, eat your noodles quickly, or they'll get cold."

Jiang Jin looked at his wife, who was so mesmerized by his smile that she stared at him motionlessly. He smiled more and more wantonly. But when he looked at the longevity noodles on the table, he couldn't help but remind her.

"Well, listen to Jin!"

Mu Jiaojiao smiled like a fox when she heard her man say this. She looked at the noodles on the table again, withdrew her hand, nodded, and continued to pick up the chopsticks to prepare to eat the noodles.

Mu Jiaojiao first picked up the fried egg in the bowl and took a bite. The rich aroma exploded in her mouth. The fried egg was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Maybe it was the atmosphere today, Mu Jiaojiao felt that the taste of the egg was different from usual.

"Ajin, it's delicious!"

Mu Jiaojiao felt that her man did a great job, with good taste and appearance, so she praised him sincerely with a smile.

When Jiang Jin heard this, he looked like a child who had received a reward, with an unconcealable smugness on his face.

Seeing this, Mu Jiaojiao smiled and stirred the longevity noodles. She picked up one end of the noodles and ate them slowly without biting them off. She sucked all the noodles into her mouth, not more, not less, just one bite.

Mu Jiaojiao savored the noodles carefully, her mouth filled with the fragrant taste of noodles, her heart filled with happiness and emotion, just like the spring tide melting ice and snow, slowly rising and exceeding the embankment of her heart.

This was the first time in her past and present life that someone cooked for her, the first time someone celebrated her birthday, and the first time she felt the taste of happiness.

Mu Jiaojiao thought at this moment that happiness is actually very simple. It is when someone treats you wholeheartedly without asking for anything in return and regardless of the cost.

Her Ah Jin always told her that meeting her was his luck. For Mu Jiaojiao, meeting Jiang Jin was also her luck.