Li Xiuzhi smelled the fragrance of cooking porridge and couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

Finally, his eyes fell on the small pot on the stove.

She ate some coarse grain pancakes that Uncle Dong gave her at noon.

It's already evening now, so of course I'm hungry.

While she and Xu Lingjun were looking at each other awkwardly, it was already dark.

The fire from the stove shone on Xiuzhi's face, which made her blush.

Such a scene made Xu Lingjun feel like he was dreaming.

Such a pink little girl has now become his wife?

"Gulu~"

Thinking of a strange sound, Xiuzhi couldn't help but blushing.

Xu Lingjun also reacted and quickly opened the lid of the small pot.

A smell of rice fragrance immediately spread out.

I don’t know if he is hungry or if the rice produced in space is good.

It seems that today's porridge is particularly fragrant.

The rice porridge was already cooked, and Xu Lingjun grabbed the two ears of the pot and lifted it up.

Because it was too hot, I quickly put it on the table nearby.

After letting go of my hand, I habitually scratched my earlobe.

He didn't know when he developed this habit.

He remembered that his grandfather in his previous life would always do this, so he unknowingly learned it.

It seems that if your hands are hot, you can quickly dissipate the heat by scratching your ears.

Li Xiuzhi looked at his clumsy look and couldn't help but smile.

Unexpectedly, Xu Lingjun's small move actually brought the two of them closer.

Xu Lingjun took a small pottery basin and poured all the porridge in the pot into it.

"You can eat! I cooked the porridge."

After Xu Lingjun poured the porridge, he said to Li Xiuzhi.

Li Xiuzhi quickly stood up and took two steps, looking at Xu Lingjun hesitantly.

These eyes are very beautiful, without any "impurities" in them.

Unlike the girls Xu Lingjun dated in his previous life, they were all filled with desire and money.

"You can eat, I'm not hungry."

Xu Lingjun was attracted by her eyes, as if he could understand what this girl wanted to say.

"You eat, you have worked all day."

Xiuzhi held the small pottery basin in both hands and handed it to Xu Lingjun and said.

Although she was already very hungry, she still didn't want to eat.

In their homes, the main food is reserved for the strong laborers in the family.

Women often only eat a little bit.

To put it harshly, she hasn't had a full meal in a long time.

"You eat! I'm not hungry." Xu Lingjun said quickly.

He has already heard Xiu Zhi's stomach growling, is he not hungry?

So he didn't take the small porcelain basin Xiuzhi handed over and walked to the stove.

You must know that the stove lid has not been closed just after taking the pot away!

Although he burned firewood and dried horse dung.

But the smoke is not small. If the lid is not covered for a while, the cabin will be choked.

Li Xiuzhi held the small porcelain basin, looked at the porcelain basin and then at Xu Lingjun.

She suddenly felt that marrying this man seemed good.

Just a bowl of porridge made Xiuzhi feel a little bit of the warmth of family.

I felt the care from Xu Lingjun, a "strange husband".

"Let's share it and eat it!"

Xiuzhi said to Xu Lingjun while holding the porridge.

"ah?"

Xu Lingjun looked at her seriously and saw the sincere eyes.

He couldn't help but said "Okay".

It's Xiuzhi's simple sentence, divide it and eat it.

It made Xu Lingjun feel a feeling he had never experienced before.

In the materialistic society of later generations.

Where can I find a "treasure" girl like Xiu Zhi?

There may be some, but Xu Lingjun has little experience. He has never seen such a girl.

He has only seen women who talk about money with poor people and talk about relationships with rich people.

Forget it, let’s not talk about this kind of thing.

Or turn the camera back.

Let’s see how our shy boy Xu Lingjun reacts!

"I~I only have this bowl~"

Xu Lingjun looked at it for a long time and said with some embarrassment.

He does only have this small porcelain basin, which he usually eats and drinks from.

"Then you eat first and give the rest to me." Xiuzhi licked her lips and said.

Xu Lingjun smiled. He, Xu Lingjun, would like this kind of woman who doesn't treat him as an outsider and is not pretentious.

"I'll just take this."

Xu Lingjun raised the double-eared aluminum pot in his hand and said.

After all, they had just met today, so Xu Lingjun decided to be more particular.

But you can't imitate the "scumbags" of later generations, otherwise they will frighten the little girl.

The little girl didn't think much, picked up the small porcelain basin and poured it for him.

"Okay, okay, that's enough~"

Xu Lingjun hurriedly picked up the pot and stopped Xiuzhi who was about to pour porridge into the pot.

Otherwise, this silly girl would have been poured in by him in no time.

Li Xiuzhi picked up the small porcelain basin and looked at the porridge left on the basin, feeling a little distressed.

Seeing that Xu Lingjun didn't pay attention, he quickly turned around.

He took his fingers and put all the porridge on the edge of the basin on his fingers and put it in his mouth.

This is rice porridge, a fine grain, and it cannot be wasted.

Of course, this little gesture did not escape Xu Lingjun’s eyes.

Not only did he not hate this action, but he even enjoyed it.

He had to complain again.

I remember when we were on a blind date, the other person didn't look very good and was very pretentious.

What Xu Lingjun couldn't bear the most was leaving some food when he had to eat.

Some women even only eat a few bites from a bowl of rice.

I think it makes sense, saying that only poor people who have never seen the world finish their meals.

This was hard for Xu Lingjun to endure and understand.

Is the idea of ​​"saving food" left by our ancestors wrong?

Xu Lingjun had many problems, but the habits he had developed since childhood made him refuse to waste.

But now it has become the norm to have leftover food on the table, but taking it away has become an anomaly.
To be continued...