Dressed as a little girl from the era, the rough guy in the village is so flirtatious

Chapter 88 Shocked

The delicious food tempted the boy, and Shuanzi quickly forgot what Lin Shiru had done before.

Please, if he was still angry, how could he have the nerve to eat what Sister Lin made!

"really?"

"Well, I won't lie to you." Lin Shiru nodded solemnly.

"Then pull the hook!" Shuan Zi's clear voice echoed through the yard.

"Ahem, I'm hooking up with you, why are you hooking up with your sister Lin?" Li Qingshan forcefully completed the agreement with the boy under the boy's disapproving eyes.

"Okay, sister Lin, you must remember it." Shuanzi was reluctant to leave, staring at Lin Shiru eagerly, obviously he was in the Cao camp and his heart was in the Han Dynasty.

"Well, I remember."

"Okay, go home when you're full. Don't stay here too long. Your family will come to find you later."

"Oh." It's really time to go. He should be hunting pigweed now, otherwise his stepmother will come over later and he will have fried pork with bamboo shoots.

"Then I'm leaving, Sister Lin..." Shuanzi looked pitifully and walked away, looking back three times.

"If you are in trouble, you don't have to worry about him." Li Qingshan looked at the petite Lin Yan'er and wondered what he would do if he exhausted the girl.

"It doesn't matter. Cooking is what I like to do." Lin Shiru looked at Li Qingshan seriously.

"Okay." The girl obviously didn't force herself, but Li Qingshan didn't insist anymore.

"Then...then I'm going back." The voice gradually died down, and Lin Shiru walked out of the door with her head lowered.

"Lin Yan'er." Li Qingshan's calm voice came from behind, and Lin Shiru turned to look at the man.

"what happened?"

"How can you promise me?"

"Promise what?"

"Be my wife." Li Qingshan's clenched hands loosened in vain, and the stone in his heart fell to the ground as he finally said these words.

"Ha, you want me to be your wife?" I didn't expect Li Qingshan to be so blunt.

"You think about it yourself." Lin Shiru shook his head, turned and left.

There was no rejection. Li Qingshan looked at the girl tenderly with his eyes. With Lin Yan'er's temperament, the lack of rejection meant that she didn't reject him very much. Today, she really didn't feel Lin Shiru's avoidance of him anymore.

"It's good news."

Li Qingshan's eyes were burning, and he turned back to the house step by step on crutches.

He needs to recover from his leg injury soon.

"You're back, what is this?"

"Mom..." Lin Shiru met Liu Cuihua's curious eyes, "How are you two doing?"

"What's going on? I just went to make a meal!" Lin Shiru responded casually and put the things in his hands on the table.

"Hey, I really just made a meal." Qingshan Wazi hasn't understood what she means?
Liu Cuihua pursed her lips and shook her head. It was a pity that Li Wazi was just too honest.

"Yeah, yeah, we ate steamed buns and pork and cabbage today!"

"Li Wazi is a patient. She needs to eat well to recover from her injuries." Liu Cuihua nodded.

After a while, Liu Cuihua realized what she was doing and made steamed buns, pork and cabbage?
Liu Cuihua's eyes widened and she looked at the little daughter in front of her in disbelief, "Daughter, are you really cooking?"

"Oh, Mom, why don't you believe it?" Lin Shiru had no choice but to take out the things she had put down and place them in front of Liu Cuihua, "Hey, this is the steamed bun made by me. You can try it." It looked like it was It looked pretty decent, but she didn’t know how it tasted, so Liu Cuihua broke off a piece and ate it.

"You!" Her daughter really knows how to cook!Liu Cuihua froze on the spot and finished the last bit.

"Daughter, when will you learn to cook?"

"Ah, actually I always know how to do it. I just had an accident when I was lighting the fire." Lin Shiru laughed and skipped the previous sentence about the accident.

So my daughter has never told lies. She really knows how to cook?Liu Cuihua was stunned.

But what is the operation if you don't know how to make a fire?
If you can't burn fire, why can you cook?
"Mom, how about I cook tonight's meal?" Lin Shiru was eager to give it a try and took the opportunity to take over the cooking power. It was not her who had the final say on what to eat in the future!
With all the food and tricks at home, she was really going to vomit.

"Okay, I happen to be free today, so I'll see how you do."

Liu Cuihua couldn't let go. She originally thought that Li Qingshan called her daughter for training and used cooking as an excuse.

Who knew that her daughter was really allowed to cook?
Li Qingshan is dull and green, and Liu Cuihua is angry.

If Li Qingshan hadn't been a patient, she wouldn't have broken the legs of the person who manipulated her daughter.

"Yeah, okay." Mother Lin finally agreed. Lin Shiru's eyes lit up and she grinned happily, which made Liu Cuihua laugh a little angrily.

"You kid, other people think about being lazy every day. How can you take work from yourself like this?"

"Hey, I just stay at home and do nothing on weekdays. I'm already very free, Mom." Lin Shiru looked at Liu Cuihua disapprovingly.

"Look, I'm so thin and so idle. How can I do anything if I don't find something to do?"

"Hey, I can't talk to you. If you want to cook, you can cook. It just makes me feel more relaxed." Liu Cuihua shook her head with a smile, not taking advantage of her daughter at all.

"Okay." Lin Shiru shook his head and swaggered into the house.

"Great!" After closing the door, Lin Shiru jumped high to cheer herself up.

"Today is a good day, anything you want can come true." Lin Shiru hummed, shaking her head and following the rhythm like a seaweed, fluttering in the wind.

Soon, night falls.

Lin Shiru started her first cooking show at Lin Er's house.

"Here you go, this dried fish has been dried just right. It's not bad for cooking. There are also some pickles and sweet potatoes here."

Liu Cuihua took out today's ingredients and placed them one by one in the empty space next to the chopping board.

"Mom, where's our pork?" It's thirty pounds!It's impossible to use all of it for pickling.

"I left a piece hanging nearby. Do you want to use pork?" Liu Cuihua pointed at a dark place behind Lin Shiru.

"Hmm, we need oil. I see there isn't much oil in this enamel basin." If you have dried fish, let's make fish soup. The fish soup will fill you up.

"Okay, you wait, I'll cut off the fat." Liu Cuihua was very active and quickly cut off the fatty part of the pork and cut it into strips.

"Do you know how to refine oil?" Liu Cuihua held a small basin of fat meat and handed it to Lin Shiru.

"Mom, I can do it! Just watch it." Soon, Lin Shiru followed the noon method and refined the lard in front of Liu Cuihua.

"The oil is bright and clear in color. My dear, you can boil lard so well." Liu Cuihua looked at the girl with joy.

"Haha, Mom, I don't know much about this!" Lin Shiru put her hands on her hips and looked very proud.

"Okay, okay, my daughter is really capable." Liu Cuihua smiled happily.

(End of this chapter)