The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

After returning home and letting Wen Ling sit on that chair, Xie Ziqing rolled up his sleeves and started cooking.

Naturally, it is impossible for two people to eat well every day.

Today's lunch is stewed rabbit meat with potatoes, and steamed a pot of sorghum rice.

The sweet potatoes in the morning can be reheated and eaten.

If the little girl doesn't like to eat, Xie Ziqing will only steam some rice for Wen Ling.

"Okay, you can eat it." Wen Ling has no objection, and thinks it's all right.

The little ginseng essence is dangling in its mouth, which is really according to Wenling's standard.

The food of this era is probably not imported.

That being the case, it doesn't matter what you eat.

Xie Ziqing was very fast. After all, he had eaten early at noon and could take a short rest.

After a rabbit was disassembled and porridge was cooked, there was not much left.

Xie Ziqing originally wanted to split the meal into two.

I was afraid that it would be too troublesome at night, so I simply made more at noon, and I could eat it after heating it up at night.

If it's cold, you can spend another night.

Leave some more for the little girl to eat.

The meal was ready and served quickly.

Wen Ling took out two eggs.

"Why didn't you eat?" Seeing that the little girl hadn't eaten, Xie Ziqing was startled.

"I'm not hungry, I can't eat, you can eat, I see you working in the fields, it's very hard." Wen Ling shook his head, then peeled off an egg, and put it on Xie Ziqing's meal, making him unable to refuse .

In fact, Xie Ziqing doesn't usually eat this, and most of them save to go to the supply and marketing cooperatives for money.

Now being fed by Wen Ling fiercely, my heart is still indescribably sweet.

The whole person was sullen, holding the chopsticks in embarrassment, and directly picked up the rice.

As a result, Wen Ling started serving him vegetables again.

On the contrary, Wen Ling ate less.

"Eat quickly." Xie Ziqing always ate potatoes, and didn't touch rabbit meat much, and wanted to leave more for Wen Ling to eat.

As a result, Wen Ling's chopsticks kept floating on his rice bowl, and all he picked up was meat.

It's not easy for him to pinch it back, for fear that the little girl will dislike him.

In desperation, I can only persuade.

"I'm eating." Wen Ling didn't eat much, and he ate slowly.

A little rice can last for half a day.

Xie Ziqing didn't realize it at first, but after thinking about it, it was probably because of the elegance of a city girl.

"How many eggs can this chicken usually lay?" Wen Ling asked in a low voice while looking at the chickens in the courtyard after eating.

Of the two eggs, Xie Ziqing ate one, and refused to eat the other one, so he put it back in Wen Ling's pocket.

Right now Xie Ziqing was cleaning up. Hearing Wen Ling's question, after thinking for a while, he replied: "I usually don't have much time to serve, maybe two eggs a day, and sometimes I don't even lay."

If you don't take good care of it, Master Chicken is of course unwilling to lay eggs.

Wen Ling listened, thought for a long time, and then whispered: "Isn't there a time when it's four in a day?"

After hearing this, Xie Ziqing shook his head, and said helplessly, "The service is not good, and the food is usually simple. I don't want to give food. How can I get so much food?"

It's okay in summer, there are usually a lot of vegetables and the like, and they can get some grass from the private plot in the backyard for them to eat.

And the weather is warm, chickens love to move, and they are willing to lay eggs.

When the weather is cold, people are unwilling to move, and chickens are even less willing, so they lay even less.

"Oh." Wen Ling nodded after listening, but didn't ask any more questions.

After dinner, Xie Ziqing needs to sleep and refresh himself, so he can go to work in the afternoon.

But he was not willing to let Wen Ling leave, so he kept silent.