After awakening the space, I married the cold-faced handsome guy

This is why he would rather trade with Mingyueshu than to provoke other people. For example, the two people in front of him wanted different things, and he didn't want to give them what they wanted, nor could he give them. Most importantly, he was really impatient to deal with them.

The rice dumplings I just peeled are almost cold!

"Brother Xiao, here, these are the rice dumplings we made for the Dragon Boat Festival. I'll give them to you to try in advance..."

Even someone as slow-witted as Wang Shuyao could sense the other person's unhappiness at this moment.

Wang Shuzhi, who had other purposes, of course noticed the wrong atmosphere more quickly. His cautious thoughts must be well known to others. At the moment, it seems that the other party obviously does not want to get involved. After all, there is no friendship between them.

"First of all, thank you for the rice dumplings, but I don't need this kind of thing in the future. And Wang Shuyao, I tell you clearly again that I don't like you. In the future, I hope you won't do anything that will make my future wife misunderstand. We have nothing else to do except that we come from the same place in Beijing." Besides, they were really not familiar with each other.

When Shen Yixiao said these words, he ignored Wang Shuyao and looked at Wang Shuzhi. The implication was very obvious, that is, he hoped that you, as a brother, would take good care of your sister.

"Okay, I understand. I will definitely keep her under control." Even though Wang Shuzhi had expected this, he really didn't expect the other party to be so direct and show no mercy.

After saying that, Wang Shuzhi took Wang Shuyao, who was still a little dazed, and left.

Shen Yixiao here just hopes that the other party can understand what he says. He is really annoyed by those who can't understand what he says. It's so annoying.

At the same time, the door of Shen Yixiao's room was knocked again, and Liu Xinyue was also holding a plate of zongzi...

Shen Yixiao: “…” It never ends, right?

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Early the next morning, the sky was a little gloomy and there were signs of rain.

Ming Yueshu had just woken up and opened the door. When she stretched, Fu Peiwen came out. Ming Yueshu said, "Good morning, happy Dragon Boat Festival!"

"Well, happy Dragon Boat Festival. I'll let you try the rice dumplings I made later." Fu Peiwen said to Ming Yueshu while holding the toothbrush cup.

"You can make zongzi?" Miss can do this? Mingyueshu didn't think about it before asking, and she felt a little embarrassed.

It’s all because of this quick-talker.

"Hehe, who are you looking down on? Maybe the ones you make are not as delicious as mine." Humph, this guy really made her angry. When she was at her house, she was very good at making rice dumplings, dumplings, and buns.

The packaging was fast and good.

"How is that possible? Yours is definitely not as delicious as mine." When it comes to taste, hers is definitely better. She learned it from her godmother. The reason why her cooking skills are good is due to the teachings of her godmother and her own research.

"Tsk, don't contradict yourself later." Fu Peiwen was also aroused by the desire to win.

"Same here." Ming Yueshu was still unwilling to fall behind.

"That's easy. Give one to each of us and let us evaluate you two." Yuan Hongfei, who had just come out, happened to overhear the lawsuit between the two and offered some advice.

"That's a good idea. Don't do it for others next time." Mingyueshu rolled her eyes.

"Hey, hey, hey, Ming Yueshu, we are considered fellow villagers, right? It's the Dragon Boat Festival, won't you treat me to try some rice dumplings?" Seeing the other party rolling her eyes, Yuan Hongfei twitched the corners of his mouth, but he still spoke harshly.

"Okay, I'll be generous and let you two have a taste." Ming Yueshu returned to the house and brought out a plate of zongzi. "Here, help yourself. There are four fillings in it. Whatever you take is yours."

She also knew that Yuan Hongfei's words just now were just a joke, but after all, the two of them got along well. She was still thinking of relying on him to buy coal, and she was not so stingy as to eat a harmless rice dumpling.

"Oh, that's very loyal. I won't be polite then." Yuan Hongfei was not polite. At worst, she could just return it when she had the chance. She really wanted to eat it. She wanted to eat it when she smelled the fragrance of the rice dumplings cooked by Mingyueshu last night.