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"Oh? This food doesn't suit the taste of Third Bro's wife? Why isn't it moving?" Ol 'Three, you don't have a hand in this, do you? She has more dishes in her bowl than she has on her plate. What is Ba doing in her bowl?

Liu San blushed and started nibbling on his sorghum cake.

Duan Xiaohe had never seen anyone eat like this before in her life. They even had food in their mouths as they bit into bread to eat, making everyone feel like they were the reincarnation of a hungry ghost. After finishing the meal, he even dipped all of the juice on the plate into the sorghum cake in her hand, as if it had been washed.

Duan Xiaohe felt a wave of disgust in her heart, and gave the untouched sorghum cake in her hand to Liu San. Liu San looked at her dumbly. "Wifey, aren't you hungry?"

After thinking for a bit, she tried to break half of it back, and ate the dishes that Liu San picked into her bowl with her chopsticks.

After finishing the meal, the Lady Zhang took advantage of everyone's time and shouted towards Duan Xiaohe, "Since you're already married, then I can't be the only one who does the cooking. You can start cooking tomorrow, midway between morning and evening three times a day. "

Duan Xiaohe thought for a while, "How long do I need to do it?"

Lady Zhang was stunned. She thought that she would be able to shake off the task of cooking from then on. She never expected that this new wife would be so hard to deal with.

"We'll talk about it after that month."

Duan Xiaohe nodded, "Alright, I will do it for half a month and you will do it for half a month."

She stood up and, without thinking about getting her wrist, turned and walked out of the hall, once again contemplating something at the edge of the pond. The Liu San had a small basket hanging from her waist, and a machete hung around her waist. He took a rope and called her over to go up the mountain.

Along the way, they met many people. Liu San was all smiling and greeting others, what was Liu San's name, and what Duan Xiaohe also called out to him. Tiantian's soft voice made Liu San's heart soften.

"In a while, I will chop firewood and bring it to Doctor Qin's home so that you can see what's wrong with it. If your body doesn't recover, I can't get married. My father is still waiting to carry his grandson."

Duan Xiaohe's heart jumped, she purposely slowed her pace, and kept a distance from him.

"Even if you want to carry a grandson, you still have your second brother and second sister. What does that have to do with you?"

"How can it be none of my business? My second sister-in-law won't give birth to me. My father is looking forward to seeing me." Liu San turned and looked at her with his green eyes.

Duan Xiaohe felt goosebumps all over her back, and out of the corner of her eyes, she caught sight of a familiar voice. She excitedly waved and shouted: "Doctor Qin."

During the day, Qin Rui could see his better than under the moon. Even though he was wearing a set of cyan clothes, her noble and elegant temperament was still there, and no matter how you looked at it, it looked pretty good.

"Is Liu San Sister-in-law better?"

"It's better now. Take her for a walk and familiarize yourself with the roads in the village so that she won't lose her way when she goes out."

These words made Duan Xiaohe sound like a swindler.

Just as Qin Rui was about to turn around and leave, Liu San called him over, and the two of them stood there and said a few words. One of them was a handsome young master dressed in green, the other was a simple and unsophisticated man from the countryside. She was obviously attracted to Qin Rui, but why was she even more curious about Liu San?

The more Duan Xiaohe looked at it, the more she found the Liu San pleasing to her eyes. Her side profile was even more mysterious, her broad and powerful back, and her figure was tall and well-proportioned. Thinking of the small muscles she touched last night, her face blushed again.

A beautiful wife was not allowed to be touched. Liu San felt itchy and uncomfortable in his heart. Besides, he saw through the smile at a glance