Crossing the Book: The Vicious Female Supporting Woman Was Whitewashed by Fighting with the System

Zhao Xiaohe hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head.

Picking honey locusts was an easy job. She was just tired from running up and down the mountain, so it didn't matter if she took a break. But my sister-in-law was really tired. She had to chop and carry such thick bamboo, and even a grown man couldn't bear it.

If she wants to take a break, she should take a break. It's okay to be busy. Everyone is here to make money anyway.

In the past, Zhao Xiaohe felt that his sister-in-law had changed, maybe because she was acting. But now, her view of Zhao Ling has really changed a lot.

Not everyone can bear today's suffering alone.

If she could do this in acting, then Zhao Xiaohe would also be convinced.

Zhao Xiaohe stood up and entered the kitchen. Zhao Ling sighed and closed his eyes again.

While she was enjoying the sun, Qi Shu came out of the next door room and looked at her condescendingly.

Upon noticing the other person's direct gaze, all Zhao Ling's sleepiness immediately disappeared and he opened his eyes almost immediately.

Their eyes met, Zhao Ling frowned, but Qi Shu curled his lips and smiled.

Zhao Ling: "?"

What is this man laughing at?

Although he has such a good-looking face, he smiles so suddenly, making people think he is a pervert.

Zhao Ling's brows furrowed even more tightly, but Qi Shu looked at Zhao Ling and calmly said, "You and Xiaohe go to rest, and I'll cook."

Zhao Ling let out a "ha" with doubt on his face: "Can you cook?"

Qi Shu's beautiful eyebrows were slightly raised, and the ends of her eyes were a bit unspeakable: "If I don't know how to cook, where did all the food you used to eat come from?"

Zhao Ling: "!"

It turns out that after Zhao Ningning got married, Qi Shu was the one doing the cooking?

Were there such men in ancient times?

Zhao Ling hurriedly tried his best to retrieve Zhao Ningning's memories from his mind, and finally came to the conclusion from those few impressions that the Qi family really did cook Qi Shu.

There are two reasons. One is that the old scholar Qi believed that a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen and he was unwilling to do it, and he was reluctant to do it to his delicate and frail wife, so the heavy responsibility of cooking and supporting the family fell on his son.

For the old scholar of Qi, a son is a son and a gentleman is a gentleman, and they need not be confused together.

The second is that Zhao Ningning has an arrogant personality, which was spoiled in the Zhao family and became even more domineering in the Qi family.

After giving birth to the child, she threatened them both by starving them to death.

Qi Shu is a kind-hearted and kind-hearted young scholar. He used to cook for his parents, but now that he has a wife and a child, it seems to be no problem, so he bought two more sets of bowls and chopsticks.

There are just some things that become a habit and a matter of course when you do them.

Until now, Qi's mother Liu Wenhui still did nothing, and Zhao Ningning didn't even return home.

If Zhao Ling hadn't come through the book, she would have suspected that Qi Shu died of starvation instead of illness.

No wonder this man looked like his life was hanging by a thread before, as if he was just one breath away from passing away completely. But after Zhao Lingchuan came and gave him a few hearty meals, he was able to get out of bed.

Isn't it because of illness, but because of hunger?

The more Zhao Ling thought about it, the more he realized that this was the reason. When he looked at Qi Shu, his eyes became pitiful.

Qi Shu noticed the pity in her eyes, frowned in displeasure, then put his hands behind his back and said, "What do you want to eat?"

Zhao Ling looked at him and asked, "Can we still order?"

Qi Shu nodded: "Yes, within the feasible range."

Zhao Ling curled his lips.

What is the feasible range? It means within the existing ingredients.

In vain she thought she could eat something else today.

"Just do whatever you want, as long as it fills your stomach." Zhao Ling didn't choose.

Now is an important moment. The family doesn't have much spare money. It's important to have enough food, not whether it's good or not.

After hearing the words, Qi Shu nodded and went into the kitchen.

As soon as he entered, Zhao Xiaohe went out with a blank look on his face.

He was probably washing vegetables just now, his sleeves were still rolled up, and his round, almond-shaped eyes were full of doubts about life.

[Hahahahaha, Xiaohe, this kid is suspicious of being born]

[Xiaohe: My head is buzzing]

[Xiao He must have never seen a man in the kitchen]

[After all, it is an era where male supremacy exists]

[Don’t talk about their era, my family still has male chauvinism.]

[Really, no matter what age we are, some people still believe that men don’t cook.]

[Actually, I’m just lazy and making excuses]

[Yes, but they don’t understand that women nowadays don’t need men]

【Leave the father and leave the son, la la la!】

[In what era is it now that women’s rights are still taking a strong stance?]

[I am a man, I am a chef, thank you]

[Hello, chef, chef, do you cook for your wife and children at home?]

[Feminism is here again, don’t dare to speak, don’t dare to speak]

[Stop engaging in gender antagonism, why not look forward to Qi Xiucai’s cooking skills?]

[It can’t be as wild and uninhibited as his words, right?]

Zhao Ling is also worried about eating wild and uninhibited food.

The uninhibited writing is called chic, the wild cooking is called pig food...

She glanced at Zhao Xiaohe, who was confused, and asked with a smile: "Qi Xiucai went to cook?"

Zhao Xiaohe nodded and sat down next to Zhao Ling again: "Sister-in-law, can my uncle know how to cook?"

"Should... yes?" Zhao Ling was not sure, but in his memory it seemed that he could.

Zhao Xiaohe whispered: "I have never seen a man cook."

In her house, either her mother or her second aunt cooks, or she and Xiaocao cook.

Anyway, even if the women in the family are busy, the men have to wait until they come back from their work and cook before eating. If they are late, they will be scolded.

Although Zhao Xiaohe was often unhappy in his heart, he also knew that the general environment was like this and never tried to resist anything.

But when she saw Qi Shu entering the kitchen today, she instantly felt that her world view had been subverted.

Zhao Ling could guess what she was thinking, and smiled before saying: "Men and women are all human beings. Women also have to work in the fields and make money to support their families, so why can't men cook and wash clothes? When you get married in the future, you will also get married.

With such a hard-working person, you don’t have to be busy working as a mother to him every day.”

When he mentioned getting married, Zhao Xiaohe lowered his head in embarrassment, but Ling Yehan's face flashed in his mind.

People like Brother Ling...

At first glance, it seems that he has a good family background. He should never know how to wash and cook in his life, right?

The two of them sat in front of the door, basking in the sun and taking a nap again.

After Qi Shu finished cooking, both of them fell asleep completely.

The sun fell on the left side of Zhao Ling's face, casting a shadow on the other half of her face. When Qi Shu came out, his eyes fell on her face and he stared at it for a long time.

In the past, Zhao Ningning's appearance was not bad, but she could only be called beautiful.

But now, her face has changed unconsciously.

The beauty of the facial features is exquisite and elegant, like an ancient ornament that has accumulated over time. Although it is not thrilling, once you take a look at it, you really can't take your eyes away.

Whether it's temperament or appearance, she is really different.