The man's doubts did not seem to be false. Song Yutong paused, thinking that the man said this because he was not good at cooking and did not understand these things.
"The baby doesn't know either. Daddy has never done this before!"
Naituanzi's soft voice sounded in Song Yutong's ears. The latter raised his eyebrows and looked at the man who was thinking seriously in surprise.
Yes, this husband is an all-around virtuous man!
Wait, in this case, it’s true that there are no tomatoes!
Song Yutong was stunned for a moment, looking at the bubbles flying in the air, and belatedly remembered that tomatoes only entered the Chinese Empire and became a meal on the table in the 18th century.
And she still doesn't know which dynasty it is now.
Song Yutong took a look at the clothes on her body and her expression gradually became serious.
The big one and the small one on one side were confused. Cheng Hanyan frowned slightly and did not interrupt Song Yutong's "thinking" rashly. The one on the side did not have such twists and turns, and innocently pulled Song Yutong's sleeves.
"Mom, don't worry, the baby will make delicious food for you!"
"Whatever mother wants to eat, the baby will learn it now!"
The milky voice of Naituanzi soothed Song Yutong's heart. The latter took out a towel to wipe Naoduanzi's body while talking to Cheng Hanyan casually.
"We are now..."
Song Yutong was stuck before she finished speaking. She couldn't figure out how to get the information she wanted inconspicuously.
Cheng Hanyan glanced deeply at the person beside him and naturally took over the conversation.
"The eighteenth year of the Wanxi Dynasty."
Wanxi?!
There is no such dynasty in the 5,000-year history of the Celestial Dynasty!
Could this be in parallel time and space?
Where can I find the ingredients for the Manchu-Han banquet?
In this way, her mission will be impossible! Fortunately, she thought it was simple before, but now she can't even find the most common tomato!
The system cheated her!
Song Yutong's face suddenly turned ugly and she wished she could go back in time and strangle herself to death when she just accepted the mission!
Naituanzi obediently waved her short arms and legs to get dressed, and when she saw Song Yutong's frowning and depressed look, she immediately felt heartbroken.
"Mom, don't be unhappy, give me a hug and fly away if you are unhappy!"
Naituanzi was simple-minded and didn't know why Song Yutong was unhappy. His little face wrinkled up in worry. Cheng Hanyan on the side was obviously more observant. Seeing Song Yutong's subconscious expression, he still didn't understand what Song Yutong was.
What do you want to do, but still take the initiative to ask.
"Maybe it's not in the village. I'll definitely pay more attention when I go to the market tomorrow. Maybe someone knows!"
The man's deep voice rang in his ears, and the soft embrace of the fragrant milk dumplings made Song Yutong's mood, which was still a little depressed, suddenly turn from cloudy to clear.
Yes, she has already lived her whole life again, why does she still expect so much?
There is plenty of time, so everything can be done slowly.
not to mention......
Song Yutong looked at Naituanzi's big, worried eyes and placed a loud kiss on his forehead.
In the peripheral vision, the man's resolute silhouette was close at hand, and before he knew it, the two of them were very close.
Song Yutong raised the corners of her mouth, but she didn't say anything clearly, but her heart was filled with fireworks!
A little puppy surrounds her all day long to please her, and a loyal big dog is handsome and reliable! With such a configuration in life, what more can you ask for!
Song Yutong gritted her teeth excitedly, trying hard not to let her facial expression become too distorted due to excitement, pretending to look touched and gentle.
The touching is true, if you put it mildly...ahem.
Song Yutong picked up the fragrant milk dumplings after washing and returned to the house. Before she could say anything, Cheng Hanyan stepped forward naturally, picked up the tools and started cleaning the messy yard they had made.
Because the weather is just right now, Cheng Hanyan was washing dishes in the hot kitchen just now, so he was only wearing a thin undershirt. At this moment, it was wet by the water mist in the air, revealing the strong muscle lines of his upper body.
This is the effect of natural exercise from daily labor, rather than the result of modern people's efforts to build muscle, so it has a special charm.
When Song Yutong saw the scene in front of her, she raised her eyebrows, her eyes brightened slightly, and she pursed her lips to hold back the whistle.
Naituanzi nestled obediently in Song Yutong's arms. He glanced doubtfully at Song Yutong who suddenly stopped walking back to the house, and then followed the latter's gaze. He couldn't see anything after going back and forth for several times.
Is mother waiting for father? Then why don't you say anything?
Why don't he shout for help?
No, no, no, it can't be.
Naituanzi remembered that his father always told him not to disturb his mother's private space. Although he still didn't understand which part of the house was private space when the whole family lived in the same house, it also made him understand not to speak easily.
Especially now...
Naituanzi raised his eyes and quickly glanced at Song Yutong's eyes, then quickly looked away.
Well, my mother’s eyes are so strange.
While Naituanzi was distracted and racking his brains, Song Yutong immediately looked away.
"Baby, would you like to sleep with mother tonight?"
Naituanzi's attention was instantly attracted by Song Yutong's words, and her eyes suddenly sparkled!
"Okay! I want a hug from my mother!"
Naituanzi waved her little arms and cheered in Song Yutong's arms. Song Yutong had a smile in her eyes, admiring Naoduanzi's little face that was flushed with excitement. Naturally, she didn't notice the back of the man who was cleaning up the yard suddenly relaxed.
Cheng Hanyan glanced at the two figures with complicated eyes from the corner of his eye and said in a deep voice.
"You two go to sleep on the bed, and I'll go to the woodshed."
Woodshed?
Sleeping on firewood?
Song Yutong was stunned for a moment, her mouth was faster than her brain.
"Why are we going to the woodshed? Let's go together!"
As soon as the words came out, everything fell silent.
Cheng Hanyan's expression suddenly changed unpredictably. He looked at Song Yutong with a slightly surprised expression without any reluctance. He paused and spoke again, but there was a little strangeness in his voice.
"No."
Need not?
Song Yutong suddenly remembered the original owner's dislike for men, and immediately understood, feeling a little regretful.
Heck, I originally wanted to lie down on my chest and fall asleep.
A trace of imperceptible regret flashed across Song Yutong's face. Because the night was falling, Cheng Hanyan, who was a few steps away, didn't notice it, but Naituanzi looked at him!
"Daddy, let's sleep together! You have to take the initiative to tell a story!"
As soon as the milky sound came out, both adults were startled.
Unlike Song Yutong who suppressed his laughter, Cheng Hanyan gritted his teeth secretly, feeling both funny and helpless.
Where did this little kid learn everything from?
Seeing that Cheng Hanyan was silent, Naituanzi kept up his efforts!
"Dad! This is your wife! Don't worry about my mother sleeping alone with other men?!"
Another man?
Song Yutong stared, looking at the breast dumpling in her arms that was half as long as hers, and was speechless for a moment.
The man not far away, covered by the night, had slightly red ears.