It would be so awkward if the other party knew what each other was thinking.

This is such a beautiful misunderstanding.

Jiang Shanhe stood next to Xiaoguo, in front of her was Ruyi, and behind her were Shu Botong and Qin Anming.

Shu Botong hid behind Qin Anming and looked at Ruyi, but from Jiang Shanhe's position, it seemed as if he was looking at Xiaoguo.

So, this was really an inexplicable jealousy. Fortunately, Xiaoguo had a hold on Jiang Danhe and knew how to make him happy, otherwise, when making supper later, Shu Botong would definitely be beaten terribly by him.

The little episode passed quickly, and when they returned to the noodle shop, it was already late, but their stomachs were already rumbling.

"Go quickly, go quickly, there is all kinds of food in the kitchen, you can cook anything you want, I'm starving~"

Ruyi no longer wanted to order any food. She estimated that she could finish an empty plate. So why would she order anything? As long as she had something to eat, it would be fine.

When Shu Botong saw her like that, he realized that his words were faster than his brain and he snorted and sat in an untidy manner.

After complaining in his heart, he followed Qin Anming into the kitchen.

Jiang Shanhe also followed behind him unconsciously, and only Uncle Xu lifted his robe and prepared to sit down.

"Hey Uncle Xu, what are you doing?"

Ruyi was lying on the table and happened to see someone who was about to sit down, so she asked.

"Wait..."

"You're not waiting for dinner, are you?!"

Ruyi raised her head with a look of "No, no, no" on her face.

"right……"

"How is that possible!" Linglong and Fu'er retorted together, "How could Uncle Xu be someone who doesn't keep his word and won't admit his loss?"

"I don't think so." Ruyi nodded, "How could Uncle Xu be that kind of person?"

"By the way, Uncle Xu, what did you want to say just now?"

Ruyi then remembered that the other party seemed to have something to say just now.

“…Nothing to say. I went to the kitchen.”

Uncle Xu hadn't even sat down yet when he was rushed to the kitchen by several people because of the smell.

Although he did have the thought of waiting for dinner for a moment, how could he be such a person? He would admit defeat if he lost!

Old Xu has been honest for decades, how could he be stumped by a small task of making midnight snacks? If he doesn't know how to cook, he can still light the fire. He hopes that the young guys in the kitchen will not pity him just because he is an old man and stop him from working. Never!

Xiaoguo's legs were almost cramped after walking all day, but now she was sitting on the stool, feeling so comfortable.

In the hall, a group of women were sitting, lying and leaning on their backs, while in the kitchen, it was extremely lively.

Jiang Danhe learned how to cook from Xiaoguo, Qin Anming’s food is just edible, Shu Botong can eat, and Uncle Xu can cook.

They are all the same, so it is obvious who is the chef.

Jiang Shanhe put on an apron and was responsible for cooking, Qin Anming was responsible for cutting vegetables, and this was Shu Botong's first time in the kitchen. He couldn't do the important work and could only help on the side. Uncle Xu also couldn't escape the fate of doing the work.

Since you can make a fire, then make a fire.

Uncle Xu seemed to agree very well, but secretly he was wiping away tears. These young people are not very sensible...

Soon the aroma of food wafted out, and the people in the hall were busy cleaning and putting the tables together before the food came out.

Then we opened the window to see the bright moon hanging high in the sky outside. We could enjoy the moon while eating.

However, there were some minor incidents in the middle.

"Xiaoguo, do you put vinegar in the seafood?"

"Xiaoguo, what should I do if I put too much salt in the dishes?"

"Xiao Guo, what should I do if the mapo tofu is broken?"

"Xiaoguo, what should I do if the rice porridge turns into rice?"

“Do I need to blanch the small fruit spareribs?”

"Xiaoguo, do we put garlic in stir-fried loofah?"

Small fruit... small fruit... small fruit...

Xiaoguo himself said that he never wanted to hear the name "Xiaoguo" again because it hurt his head.

Although the cooking process was a bit chaotic, the result was still peaceful.

The taste was good. There was a table full of dishes, some stewed, some boiled, some fried and some cold. Everyone was full.

I didn't clear the table because I really didn't have the energy. It's true that I feel sleepy after eating.

Ruyi had arranged the room for them early on, and after they had their meal and simply washed up, they went to bed.

–

Time flies. A few days after the Mid-Autumn Festival, Jiang Shanhe left. He originally wanted to stay longer, but he received two or three letters from the capital urging him to go back. He could not delay any longer, so he packed up and prepared to leave.

Looking at the woman who was packing his luggage, Jiang Shanhe's reluctance was about to break through the sky, so he once again said what he had said many times.

"Xiao Guo, come with me to the capital."

As he spoke, he approached her with a wronged look on his face, trying to soften her heart.

Xiao Guo's hands that were folding clothes paused for a second, and then she calmly pushed away the approaching handsome face.

"Not for now. I have a lot of things to prepare here and can't leave."

Jiang Shanhe's eyes lit up after hearing this. "For the time being? Does that mean you can go to the capital with me in the future?"

Xiaoguo blushed with embarrassment. She pretended not to hear his repeated words and just fixed her clothes.

"For the time being? For the time being?"

Jiang Shanhe approached her relentlessly.

"Get up and block the light."

Xiaoguo pushed away the person who was approaching and spoke to him with her back turned embarrassedly.

"Temporarily? Temporarily? Hmm?"

Jiang Shanhe seemed to be picking on her and had to get close to her, making moves while talking.

Xiaoguo tried hard to avoid his itchy hands, but was eventually pulled down onto the bed by him.

"Stop making a fuss, I'll be in in a moment."

Xiaoguo said so, but Jiang Shanhe still pressed her not to move, and forced her to tell the temporary meaning.

"It's just temporary."

Xiaoguo really had no other choice. After struggling for a long time and getting embarrassed, she still couldn't break free from his control.

I could only look at him breathlessly and said, "After everything is settled here, I can go to the capital to stay with you for a while."

As he finished speaking, Jiang Shanhe couldn't help but kissed Xiaoguo on the cheek.

Xiao Guo covered her cheek in disbelief, "What are you doing?"

"I'm happy." Jiang Shanhe looked straight into Xiaoguo's eyes and was about to say something when he heard the sound of strong running from outside the door.

There was no choice but Jiang Shanhe could only let her go helplessly.

The two of them had just sat down separately when Zhuangzhuang pushed the door open and came in.

"mother?"

"Ah." Xiaoguo responded with a guilty conscience.

"What's wrong with your face? Why is it so red?"

Zhuangzhuang curiously ran over and sat between the two of them, looking at his mother and his father, looking so adorable.

Xiaoguo didn't know what to say and could only look at Jiang Shanhe strangely.

Before she could say anything, Zhuangzhuang sighed in surprise, "Dad's too!"

Now, Xiaoguo and Jiang Shanhe were both shy and no one looked at each other, leaving Zhuangzhuang alone in the middle, shaking his head and making random guesses.

Zhuangzhuang was here, so even if Jiang Danhe wanted to say something heartwarming to Xiaoguo, he couldn't. He could only wait until Zhuangzhuang fell asleep, then carefully hold his wife's hand and grieve in secret.

He really wanted to put Xiaoguo in his pocket, take her to the capital, and never separate them from each other.

Of course it's just a thought, there's nothing I can do about it. Who would let my wife focus on making money and put her handsome husband second?

Looking at the pink and white little face in front of him, Jiang Shanhe felt itchy. Just when he was about to take action, Zhuangzhuang, who was sleeping in the middle, suddenly slapped him on the face unconsciously, waking him up completely.

Looking at the little man drooling because of his deep sleep with resentment, Jiang Shanhe's helplessness eased.

All the emotions turned into a smile, and he kissed the rosy little face gently.

Go to sleep, my and Xiaoguo’s little darling.