"I didn't expect that these things would stink so much when washed. How do you clean them on a daily basis? Why can't you get rid of this smell?" Sima Changying asked with a puzzled look.

"That's why I told you not to accommodate me. If I don't handle it well, the taste in the pot will only get worse."

Smiling and shaking his head, Ye Qingtang saw Sima Changying like this and immediately took out the soap from the cabinet and helped him wash his hands.

Sima Changying's palm was so big that he could wrap Ye Qingtang's hand directly inside it.

Originally, Ye Qingtang just wanted to help Sima Changying wash the smell off his hands. But for some reason, the two of them held their hands together while washing them.

Feeling that her hand was completely wrapped by Sima Changying's, Ye Qingtang couldn't help but flush her cheeks again and struggled to take her hand out.

"How come my wife's hands have so many calluses? It seems that during this period of time, my wife has worked too hard for the family's livelihood."

She rubbed Ye Qingtang's hand distressedly, and felt very uncomfortable when she felt that her originally delicate and fair skin had developed a lot of calluses due to the hard work during this period.

Ye Qingtang, on the other hand, was so red that she could bleed. She could clearly feel the calluses on Sima Changying's hands, and the feeling of gently rubbing her skin made her feel itchy.

"Everything you do has calluses. Don't you, my husband, have a lot of calluses on your hands? Compared to yours, mine are nothing."

Ye Qingtang quickly took out his hand, stood up, and turned his back, not daring to look at Sima Changying at all.

Today, Sima Changying didn't know what medicine he took wrongly. Every move he made was tugging at Ye Qingtang's heartstrings, making her heart flutter.

If it happened once in a while, Ye Qingtang could still calmly think that Sima Changying had enlightened and learned how to flirt, which was a good thing for her.

But this day happened many times, and Ye Qingtang could also see the clues. Could it be that Sima Changying had learned bad things from his fellow workers?

Thinking of this, Ye Qingtang immediately frowned subconsciously. Just as he was about to ask Ye Qingtang something, he saw that Sima Changying had already stood up.

Seeing his indifferent expression, as if nothing had happened, Ye Qingtang could only bury her doubts in her heart and go to cook.

[So, Ye Qingtang thinks that the way Sima Changying behaves today is because he has imitated others? 】

Otherwise? She was such a cold and noble husband-in-law, but suddenly changed her temper, and every move she made was to tease her heart. Ye Qingtang just had reasonable suspicion today. Is there any problem?

With this confusion, Ye Qingtang was not in the mood when cooking. If she hadn't cooked the water today, she might not have had the pot.

"Ma'am, are you absent-minded?" This was the first time for Sima Changying to eat such an unpalatable meal in Ye Qingtang's hands.

Of course he knew that the cause of all this was all his own. So Sima Changying didn't point it out directly, he just put down his chopsticks and asked softly.

"Ah?" Ye Qingtang looked at Sima Changying blankly, but she still didn't understand what he meant. But when she was about to pick up the food, she was stopped by someone.

"I'll go get an egg." Sima Changying sighed helplessly, then put away the food on the table and went into the kitchen to get an egg.

Looking at the golden omelette made by Sima Changying on the table, Ye Qingtang frowned subconsciously and tilted his head with a hint of anger in his voice: "Why did you suddenly prepare another dish? Yes.

Does what I cook taste bad?"

Saying that, Ye Qingtang immediately returned to the kitchen angrily, picked up a chopstick of the food he cooked and put it into his mouth.

Originally, Ye Qingtang was still very angry, feeling that Sima Changying was wasting the fruits of his labor.

But just a moment after the thing entered the mouth, Ye Qingtang spit it out directly, drank three large glasses of water, and then calmed down: "It's so salty."

[Sure enough, Sima Changying's fierce attack obviously had a huge impact on Ye Qingtang. ]

[It is also a very powerful thing to be able to make a little expert cook make the rice taste unpalatable.]

[By the way, who of you still remembers Ye Qingtang’s clip at the beginning? It was just something he had done before, and it just happened to him again. Does Ye Qingtang regret doing that to Sima Changying now? 】

[This is still not comparable. At least Sima Changying is flirting now, unlike Ye Qingtang who was deliberately disgusting people at the beginning. ]

If they didn't mention it, Ye Qingtang would almost forget what he did to Sima Changying when he first came to this world.

However, at this mention, Ye Qingtang's memories of his death suddenly occupied his brain like a tide. Thinking that he had also crossed Sima Changying, he couldn't help but shudder.

"Let's eat something simple today. It can be regarded as an improvement in the food." Sima Changying smiled and pulled the person back to the table to sit down. Sima Changying was very considerate and took the food for him.

From beginning to end, Sima Changying never mentioned that the food was not delicious, and silently took care of Ye Qingtang's mood.

Those gentle comforts were like the spring breeze blowing through the willows, warming Ye Qingtang's heartstrings and making her eyes turn red.

She looked at Sima Changying in a daze, completely immersed in his faint smile, which made Ye Qingtang even more determined to protect her decision.

No matter who Qi Yunchu is, Ye Qingtang cannot let him hurt Sima Changying at all. She subconsciously clenched her fists, her eyes filled with determination.

Seeing this, Sima Changying immediately held her hand and comforted her softly: "Okay, after we are full, we will go up the mountain to pick up some pine trees and bring them back. Don't the sausages you prepared also need to be smoked?"

"Don't you have to go to work this afternoon?" Ye Qingtang slowly loosened his grip on the chopsticks under the comfort of others, and then asked curiously.

"No need." Sima Changying shook his head and said softly: "I can help you in your shop in the future, so I don't have to go to the blacksmith shop anymore."

It's not that I don't use it, but I can't go there. The owner of the blacksmith shop didn't know why, so he suddenly fired Sima Changying.

Although he didn't know the reason, Sima Changying didn't intend to ask more questions. After all, his status was special, and it was enough for people to use him for so long. If he wanted to ask for anything else, it would be greedy.

"Okay." Looking at Sima Changying with a complicated expression, Ye Qingtang seemed to see some reason.
Chapter completed!