The half bucket of snails was indeed too heavy, so Ji Hualan had to help carry it on the way back.

Her two sons are both naughty boys. They make their clothes dirty every day, and it takes a lot of time and effort to wash them.

By the time she had finished washing, Lin Wanshun and the others had almost finished picking the snails, so they simply waited and went back together.

"Wanchun, how can we cook these snails so that they don't have a muddy smell?"

Ji Hualan was extremely curious.

Her thoughts now were the same as Yu Fangfang's. Since Lin Wanchun dared to pick up so much, she must have a way to make it delicious.

"I brought some spices with me. When you all come to my house to eat snails, I will teach you how to make them."

Hearing this, Ji Hualan was suddenly overjoyed.

"That's great. I won't be polite with you. When you start cooking, I'll go and learn from you."

Thinking of the egg cake she had yesterday, she was looking forward to the snails.

The military wife who was following behind didn't take Lin Wanchun's idea of ​​stir-frying snails seriously. After all, these things were everywhere in the countryside. If they were edible, would it be her turn to pick them up?

It had been touched up long ago.

Ji Hualan didn't care what the other military wives looked at her. After she was happy, she turned to Lin Wanshun and said, "Do you need me to bring anything over?"

After all, they just arrived, so it's not easy to find any materials.

If I don't ask her myself, what if she is too embarrassed to ask?

Lin Wanxun originally wanted to ask her if she grew peppers, but when she brought it up, she naturally didn't hesitate.

Yu Fangfang, who was standing by, became unhappy when she saw the two of them chatting intimately.

"Wanwan, I also want to learn how to stir-fry snails. You can teach me when the time comes."

Hearing this, several military wives behind her immediately looked at her with expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

"Yu Fangfang, you want to cook? Don't burn the kitchen down."

When talking about her great achievements, the military wives all looked sad.

Who in the family compound didn't know that Yu Fangfang was not a cook at all?

When they first arrived at the family compound, Feng Yandong invited everyone to dinner. Yu Fangfang rushed to cook and ended up setting the kitchen on fire.

If there hadn't been so many people coming, her house might have burned down.

Yu Fangfang: …

Although...But...

"It must be that my old man Feng taught me incorrectly. If Wanwan taught me, maybe I would have learned it."

Anyway, she would never admit that she was wrong even if she was beaten to death.

After understanding the whole story, Lin Wanshun's mouth twitched involuntarily.

Knowing that she was a child, he had to give her the thumbs up. After thinking for a while, he said, "Everyone has things they are not good at. It's no big deal if you can't cook. When the time comes, you can help me pick up the snails. Maybe you are good at this, too."

Yu Fangfang was originally jealous of Ji Hualan for talking to Lin Wanchun non-stop, and she had no interest in cooking at all. But after hearing what she said, she immediately changed her mind.

"I think you're right. Cooking is not my strong point, but I can definitely do other things."

But the military wives who heard this almost couldn't help rolling their eyes to the sky.

늀With her character, she can’t do laundry, and she can’t cook either. What else can she be good at?

Seeing the military wives all looking speechless, Lin Wanchun found it very funny.

What kind of existence is Yu Fangfang in her family compound on a daily basis?

Yu Fangfang had no idea that the military wives were complaining about her in her heart. After patting her chest and promising that she would be able to pick the snails beautifully when the time came, they returned to their family compound.

Ji Hualan said that she should send Lin Wanchun home first so that she could pour out the snails and free up the bucket to pack the clothes.

Yu Fangfang naturally had no objection.

Just as I reached the door, I heard the sound of chopping wood coming from the yard.

The three of them looked in the direction of the voice and saw Qin Yan sitting on a stool with a machete in his hand.

I didn't see how he used it, but with a flick of the knife, the firewood on top of the tree was split in half with a "crack".

Yu Fangfang's mouth was almost opened into an "O" shape.

"Wan... Wanwan... What is your machete made of? Why is it so sharp?"

It fell so lightly, and the firewood was split?

But after looking at it for a while, she inexplicably felt that the machete seemed a little familiar.

"You guys are back?"

Qin Yan heard the voice, put down the knife and walked forward.

The question was clearly "you guys", but if you look closely, 놛's eyes were clearly directed at Lin Wanshun.

Ji Hualan had the illusion that she had been fed a mouthful of dog food early in the morning.

But Yu Fangfang didn't care about anything else. She looked at the machete on her body with some doubts.

"Isn't this knife ours?"

She took the machete to the mountains to chop firewood. It was her first time and she had no experience. She accidentally chopped the stone next to her, leaving a notch on the machete!

Hearing this, Qin Yan did not deny it.

"It is indeed from my sister-in-law's house. I just borrowed it from Deputy Head Feng."

Yu Fangfang: …

No, when did her knives become so sharp?

Unable to help herself, she curiously picked up the machete on her back and looked it up and down.

But after looking at it for a long time, she still couldn't figure out what was so sharp about the knife.

Why does it work so well like cutting through iron?

Qin Yan ignored Yu Fangfang's curiosity. Seeing Lin Wanchun coming back with half a bucket of snails, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

"How did you pick so many snails?"

Does she want to raise chickens?

Lin Wanxun pursed her lips and smiled, saying, "I'll fry it and eat it in two days."

Hearing that she wanted to stir-fry snails, Qin Yan's face was a little hesitant. He wanted to say that he had tried it before and it didn't taste good.

But seeing how excited his wife was, he finally didn't dampen her spirits.

At worst, I can just eat more when the time comes.

Yu Fangfang had already picked up the machete and started chopping the remaining firewood.

But as soon as the knife returned to her hand, it immediately turned back to its blunt and heavy state.

She used all her strength to hit a piece of wood more than ten times before it split it.

Looking at the firewood that she had finally split into two halves, and then looking at the pile of wood that Qin Yan had chopped into neatly sized pieces, Yu Fangfang began to doubt her life.

"Wan Wan, what did your man eat to grow up? Why is he so angry?"

Unable to hold back, she pulled Lin Wanshun aside and whispered softly.

Lin Wanxun knew that Qin Yan had a big temper, but she wasn't sure how big it was.

It was not until I saw Yu Fangfang chopping firewood that I realized it was not the sharpness of the knife, but her anger that was truly amazing!

Glancing at the hidden yet seemingly endless muscle lines on the man's arms, Lin Wanchun inexplicably felt her throat dry.

After a pause, she said, "Maybe it's something she trained on?"

After all, the troops conduct physical training every day, so it is not surprising to have a large amount of physical training.

Yu Fangfang: …

"When my husband Feng comes back, I will let him train more."

What she didn't dare say was that Qin Yan looked so handsome while chopping wood just now.

It's simply hormone overflowing!

When her husband can exercise to such a level of strength, she will be willing to let her wash clothes every day!