C70 Broken Chicken Feet

After the fan started shaking, it started spinning faster and faster, the creaking sound started fading, and suddenly there was wind! Ning Yan stopped his hand, and the fan slowly stopped moving, and it was useful, but someone had to take care of it.

After studying it thoroughly, Ning Yan stopped caring about the fan, stood up and walked towards the kitchen, and placed a half-a-man tall juice extracting machine on the table.

Find a few apples from home, peel them and throw them into the juicer. Find a place to shake your hand. The liquid squeezed out of the flesh.

The only thing that could be used was to make it work. It was just a bit of a strain when shaking the rocker.

With a juicer, you can make a lot of juice. It's a good thing. Lu Hanzhang was still useless.

After putting away the juicer, Ning Yan started to prepare lunch.

It was a hot and summer day, so there wasn't much fresh meat stored at home. Usually, they would eat it on the day they bought it.

Too lazy to go out, Ning Yan picked up a string of sausages from the hanging rod that had not been drugged yet …

The smoke from the cooking rose into the air, and a sweet smell came out from the kitchen.

Zhou Yi and Chen Huo who were resting for a while walked out. After smelling the fragrance, their eyes lit up.

Finally, he could openly eat the sausage.

The task of protecting the young master was so easy. The two brothers were really lucky to be assigned such a leisurely and delicious job, and those people in the capital all thought that Tongxian County was too remote to come over. Sooner or later, they would regret it.

"Wait a moment, I'll go get the child. The child will be back for dinner."

"Alright." The tall Chen Huo quickly responded.

Seeing that Ning Yan had walked far away, Chen Huo brought Zhou Yi to the living room and waved the fan.

There was a moving wind in the living room, and the two of them exchanged fans, one of them shaking, the other standing in front of the fan's wings, the artificial wind blowing on his face, the person standing across from the fan showing an expression of enjoyment.

The ugly man showed an expression of enjoyment, looking wavy and wretched.

Fortunately Ning Yan was not there anymore, otherwise, she would definitely cover her face and would not be able to watch anymore.

The tall Chen Huo sighed: "The things that we generals can create are very useful. With this, the summer's going to get better and better."

Zhou Yi nodded in agreement, "Of course, there is no one in this world who can stop the general."

"Tell me, why do you think the general hid the existence of the young master?"

Zhou Yi touched the scar on his face: I don't think so, with our general's identity, the future mistress can't possibly be a peasant girl, little young master's background is too terrible, the general is giving face to the future mistress, if we bring little gongzi back to the capital, then the marriage will definitely have some repercussions. "

"Is that right?" Chen Huo was in disbelief.

If that was really the case, he would need to stay in this village for a long time. After leaving, he would not be able to relax and leave the two of them behind.

Moreover, this fan, Lu Mansion was not directly sent here by the Lord.

He had a feeling that the general didn't plan on doing so, but as a subordinate, he shouldn't be too concerned about the details.

The two of them played with the fan as the gate to the courtyard opened again.

Ning Yan held onto Ning with his left hand and with his right hand, she walked into the courtyard with Wu Baoshi.

"Greetings, little gongzi."

Ning had just entered the house when she heard a rough voice coming from inside. She raised her head and saw two very strong looking men.

"Mother, did Lu Da leave just because of the two of them?"

"…" Ning Yan was confused for a moment, but could not react to what she meant.

"Mom, it doesn't matter if you find a stepdad for me, but at the very least, there's someone I know."

"Father …" The corner of Ning Yan's mouth twitched a few times.

"…" Chen Huo and Zhou Yi were also confused, even their general was still alive, was this woman going to look for a man? Thinking about how the general had asked the guards to give some aphrodisiac to the blacksmith next door, and how the blacksmith and the village girl had a relationship, they looked at each other and seemed to understand something.

How could the general's woman allow anyone else to lay their hands on him? However, the current situation could not be misunderstood. It was better to explain things clearly, "Young master, we are guards. We will be in charge of your safety from now on."

"That's good!" She looked towards Wu Baoshi as she lectured, "Remember to find your stepfather first; only men understand men. If your mother wants to find your stepfather, you have to grasp the initiative, if a woman meets a man, her eyes will be glued to him, and she won't be able to tell what's good for her."

"…" Wu Baoshi seemed to be deep in thought. Ning Yan was in a mess in the wind and Chen Huo was completely at a loss.

Ning Yan waved her hand: "Eat and eat, you guys go wash your hands. Baoshi, go tell your mother that you will be eating here at noon."

"Yes." Wu Baoshi ran out of the courtyard, and after a while, he returned with a basket in his hands.

Mrs. Qian was a woman that was becoming more and more admirable. Although wild vegetables weren't worth much, the meaning was clear.

If you put the wild vegetables in the kitchen, you can cook a wild vegetable soup at night.

Sitting at the dining table, he discovered that Chen Huo was standing beside the fan. He took off the clothes on her body, revealing her chest, and placed a hand that was thicker than her thigh on the swing.

It started shaking and the wind started blowing in the living room.

Wu Baoshi stared at the fan, his eyes unblinking.

Ning'er jumped down from the stool and stood in front of the fan. "It's cool, what's this, Mother?"

"Fan, from now on, just turn on the fan during meals."

"So powerful." He stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the rotating fan wings.

Ning Yan was shocked, she immediately threw out the chopsticks and struck Ning Zui's wrist, feeling the pain, she immediately retracted her hand.

"You dare to touch anything, aren't you afraid that your fingers will be broken?" Ning Yan said, as she took out a chicken claw from her kitchen, and threw it onto the rapidly spinning wings.

"Ka!" The chicken feet broke. "See that? Don't touch anything you don't understand numbly unless you don't want your hand anymore."

"…" Ning, however, didn't say anything. His gaze fell on the chicken feet that were beaten up.

He reached out and touched his fingers. Just a little bit more and his little hand would have disappeared.

"Go eat. Don't touch this in the future."

"Oh." He returned to his seat obediently.

Chen Huo who was swinging the swing stared at the fast spinning wings, the astonishment in his eyes flashed, this wings that could produce wind actually had such power.

Fortunately, he was very obedient along the way and did not do anything to this thing.

Otherwise, he might have already left behind the scenes due to his disability. Due to the matter of the chicken feet, the table was quiet for a while.

Wu Baoshi still could not let it go, he would only pick up what he could to eat while eating.

He didn't even look at anything he couldn't reach.

How can I do that, calling Wu Baoshi over isn't something that a child should be so restrained about. Ning Yan picked up a piece of meat from the plate and placed it into Wu Baoshi's bowl.

Facing the more than the desire of the small eyes, moe heart quivered.

He picked up a pair of sausages from the plate and placed them in a bowl.

Zhou Yi looked at the pieces of meat in Wu Baoshi's bowl, then looked at the sausage in the bowl, and finally stood up and stretched out his arms. He wouldn't squirm if he couldn't reach the man, and he started to eat whatever he wanted to eat.

In the past, he could only take the steamed bun and smell the fragrance of the dishes to make his stomach growl. Now that he could eat the genuine Lady Ning's Stir-Fried Vegetables, Zhou Yi was not courteous at all.