The Strongest Young Grandmother

Looking at these, Hua Ning'er felt hungry all of a sudden, as if she had an appetite.

Mainly just by looking at these, Hua Ning'er could imagine the deliciousness that Ye Hongrui made.

Hua Ning'er also had a feeling of smelling the fragrance.

She remembered that in that world, when she was a rabbit, Ye Hongrui made chicken for it.

At that time, Ye Hongrui always tore the chicken into pieces, which were very small for her to eat.

She found it very delicious.

Even the chicken soup is delicious.

Thinking of delicious food, Hua Ning'er's eyes are burning bright, with dazzling light.

Looking at Hua Ning'er's eyes, Ye Hongrui laughed.

He reached out and touched Hua Ning'er's hair, "You can eat it after a while."

Ye Hongrui knew that Hua Ninger was looking forward to it, so he naturally wanted to make chicken soup.

Good thing there are some condiments on the stove here.

Ye Hongrui washed his hands and started working.

Hua Ning'er said, "Brother, I'm here to help you."

"Just play while you are."

Ye Hongrui was reluctant to let Hua Ning'er work.

Just let Hua Ning'er go to rest.

But Hua Ning'er still likes to stay with Ye Hongrui.

Even if she is just watching from the side, she will have a warm and warm feeling in her heart.

Hua Ning'er moved a stool and sat next to Ye Hongrui.

Watching Ye Hongrui scald the chicken with hot water, and then began to pluck the chicken feathers.

Even with such an action, Ye Hongrui's every move was elegant and noble.

As if doing a work of art.

"Brother, are you tired?"

Hua Ning'er was worried that Ye Hongrui was tired and wanted to step forward to help.

"How can this thing be tiring."

"Brother, although this is an unfamiliar place, I feel very warm because of you."

Where Ye Hongrui was, Hua Ning'er felt at home.

Hearing this sentence, Ye Hongrui's hands stopped.

He looked at Hua Ning'er deeply, and his eyes showed the light of love and doting, "Don't worry about anything, my brother will always be with you."

"Yeah." Hua Ning'er nodded vigorously, she naturally believed in Ye Hongrui.

This sense of trust is soaked in the bones.

Only in front of Ye Hongrui could Hua Ning'er become like a little girl.

In Ye Hongrui's view, such Hua Ning'er is really cute.

Looking at Hua Ning'er, Ye Hongrui's heart softened.

In fact, Ye Hongrui was not keen on cooking.

But being able to cook for a loved one is also a feeling of enjoyment.

You Qi looked at the expectant look in Hua Ning'er's eyes, Ye Hongrui's whole person would be full of energy.

Even cooking, he felt that it was very meaningful.

Ye Hongrui pulled out all the chicken feathers and chopped them up to make chicken soup.

There is also a chicken, he made a beggar.

The chicken is made in the soil, and the aroma is completely different from that made in the pot.

Ye Hongrui planned to make two chickens and let Hua Ning'er eat more at night.

She hasn't eaten meat well for several days, and she should make up for it.

In the evening, Hua Ning'er helped Ye Hongrui make the fire, and Ye Hongrui cooked.

In the darkness of the night, smoke billows from the house.

Looking at Ye Hongrui who was busy beside the stove, Hua Ning'er had a feeling of good times in her heart.

At this time, Hua Ning'er didn't need to think about anything, she was very relaxed, thinking about having a good meal for a while.

It feels beautiful.

Let her forget all her troubles.

When Ye Hongrui lowered his head, he saw Hua Ning'er's dazed eyes, he smiled gracefully, "What are you thinking about?"