Jiang Nian seemed like a wife waiting for her husband and children to come home, and gave her warm care as soon as she entered the door.
This is still a situation that has never happened before.
The man's dark pupils shrank slightly.
At this moment, Jiang Nian was not very refined.
Her face was covered in coal dust, she was holding a spatula in her hand, and the apron straps on her body were crooked, making her look somewhat funny.
But in Qin Sanye's eyes, this was the most beautiful side.
It's his ex-wife.
She was no longer a willful and stupid woman, but became extremely lively and attractive.
Qin Sanye's deep eyes unconsciously scanned Jiang Nian from head to toe, and finally his gaze fell on Jiang Nian's bare neck and flat hair.
He was puzzled, "Your hair..."
Jiang Nian's long hair disappeared.
Speaking of this, it is still the main pot.
The girl loved to spend money and also loved to be beautiful. Since all the women in the city had curly hair, she found a hairdresser from somewhere and paid a high price to get herself a head of curly hair.
As for Jiang Nian's pretty face, she couldn't resist the hairstyle.
With a head of curly hair, she looks charming and seductive.
Jiang Nian's elegant style forms a sharp contrast with the plain and simple style of the entire family compound.
She was determined to fit in into this world, and the first thing she did was to cut off her three thousand strands of troubles with a pair of scissors.
From the coquettish wavy curls, it suddenly became a clean and short hair that reaches the ears.
The ends of the short hair are slightly curled outwards.
Light and beautiful.
Jiang Nian knew that long hair could be sold for money, so she didn't throw away the long hair she cut off. Instead, she tied it up with an elastic band and waited to sell it.
She has good hair quality and a lot of hair, so her hair must be worth a lot of money.
The way Qin Sanye looks at her now is that she looks just like a pretty girl with short hair.
Looking at the ends of Jiang Nian's hair sticking outwards beside his ears makes one's fingertips itch and want to reach out and touch it.
only--
"ah--"
Jiang Nian screamed in panic and turned quickly, her short hair flying through the air.
She hurried back into the house.
Qin Sanye held his little girl in his arms, and little Anbao was calling for her mother. Both father and daughter looked at Jiang Nian at the same time, with similar doubts in their dark eyes.
His wife/her mother seems to have changed.
The father and daughter returned home, and sniffed at the same time.
A complex smell floats in the air around.
There was not only the smell of burning gunpowder, but also a scent of food.
In the kitchen, the sound of spatulas colliding could be heard from time to time.
Jiang Nian was busy inside.
Qin Sanye put his little girl on the dining cart, stood up and walked towards the kitchen, wanting to take a look out of concern.
Jiang Nian just came out carrying a large bowl that was steaming.
"Make way, make way, hiss - it's so hot - make way -"
She shouted at Qin Sanye anxiously.
Qin Sanye immediately turned sideways.
Jiang Nianshun walked to the dining table and put down the big bowl in his hand.
The tips of her fingers were burned red.
She immediately touched her earlobe with her fingers and rubbed it back and forth, causing her short hair to shake even more violently.
Jiang Nian brought out a large bowl of plain noodles.
She looked noisy and flustered, but the Yangchun noodles she made were delicious and tasty.
Each strand of noodles is thin and tender, with a light soy sauce-colored soup, emerald green onions floating in the soup, and a red poached egg.
On a slightly cool evening in early spring, eating a bowl of steaming hot Yangchun noodles is perfect not only to fill your stomach but also to warm your stomach.
Qin Sanye took a look at the bowl of plain noodles, his stomach started to stir and his Adam's apple choked as he swallowed.
Jiang Nian still wanted to go to the kitchen.
"There's still some noodles in there. I'll go get them out."
"I'll get it."
Qin Sanye moved even faster and rushed into the kitchen as soon as he turned around.
When he came out again, he was holding a bigger bowl with more noodles and two poached eggs.
There is still curling smoke and hot air.
Qin Sanye seemed not to be afraid of the heat. He held the big bowl without even frowning and placed it steadily on the table.
Jiang Nian was stunned.
Doesn’t this man know it’s hot?
She subconsciously looked at Qin Sanye's palm.
The man's palms looked big and broad, his fingers were long, his joints slightly protruded, and there were calluses on his palms from regular training.
These hands make people feel safe.
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