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Chapter 175
Originally proficient in barbecue, Hu Wenhua suddenly didn’t know where to put his hands.
Hu Wenhua was stunned and forgot to respond.
Seeing her little uncle not replying, the three kids became a bit anxious.
This was Ding Jiajia’s first time visiting, and even if her little uncle didn’t like it, he shouldn’t show it so obviously.
Before this, he was distracted, or unnatural, but now he didn’t even respond!
Fan He suddenly had a bright idea and found a very suitable excuse for him, “Little uncle, why aren’t you responding? Are you feeling unwell? Should you rest in the house for a while?”
As soon as this was said, it immediately gained the agreement of the other two little ones!
Hu Wenhua: … Thank you, with you around, he’s really lucky.
Over there, Ding Jiajia couldn’t help but ask with concern, “Are you feeling unwell?”
Hu Wenhua hurriedly explained, “I’m perfectly fine!”
Then he glanced nonchalantly at Fan He.
Seeing the fierce look in her little uncle’s eyes, Fan He couldn’t help but shrink his neck.
Instinctively, he quickly came up with an idea: “It’s too hot next to the charcoal fire. Aunt Jiajia, would you like to rest in the nearby house?”
This proposal immediately gained the agreement of the other two little ones again.
But why did her little uncle’s eyes suddenly look so fierce?
If he didn’t want to rest, how could he suggest Aunt Jiajia to go?
What exactly does he mean?
At this moment, Hu Wenhua finally understood deeply the words his sister had said before. “Not afraid of opponents like gods, but teammates like pigs.”
Can someone come and gather those teammates together?
Otherwise, he is really afraid that later he can’t control himself and will throw them all out in one go.
However, Ding Jiajia thought that the three children of the river were very cute, and they were very concerned about her little uncle’s health from time to time, and then cared about whether she was hot or not.
She said softly, “I have to learn how to bake deliciously. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be a pity to waste the meat?”
“How can meat be wasted? Isn’t it edible no matter how you cook it?” Fan Jiang didn’t understand and asked back.
Whether it’s good or not, it’s always edible as long as it’s cooked.
Ding Jiajia groaned and didn’t know how to explain that it was difficult to eat when it was bad.
Fan Hu took a look at his little uncle and tentatively asked, “What about letting my little uncle cook for you in the future? My little uncle’s barbecue is so good.
My mother said that barbecues have a large amount of smoke and are not suitable for girls, but boys are fine. “
The smile on Hu Wenhua’s rough face couldn’t cover up.
“No, although my little uncle is good at barbecue, he can eat too much, and we can’t beat him, let alone soft Jiajia aunt!” Fan Jiang disagreed straightforwardly.
Hu Wenhua almost spit out an old blood!
He nervously looked at Ding Jiajia and really wanted to say that he would eat all of it for her, and if she couldn’t eat it, he would eat it.
Ding Jiajia chuckled and laughed.
The delicate and soft little girl was fair and clear, her smile was bright, her eyes were moist with laughter, and her whole person was warm and gentle.
Fan Hu has seen some signs and decided to help his little uncle a little, “My little uncle only robs us, he doesn’t rob girls at all!
Moreover, it’s the soft and delicate ones that need protection more. You need to find a strong and powerful one. I think my little uncle is the most suitable!
With my little uncle here, no one will dare to bully Aunt Jiajia.”
As for the last sentence, Fan Jiang and Fan Hu, genius, remembered the romance novel in a second.
There was no objection at all.
It’s just that, “Aunt Jiajia is so sorry to marry my little uncle? I always think that a better one can be found.”
“In the city is not impossible, to marry into the city when a few women, is not to work in the fields? “
“But my little uncle didn’t have a field, and he didn’t have a field in the city’s family. Is it the same? Why do you feel worse? “
Fan Jiang, Fan He, and Fan Hu were all silent.
It seems to be worse.
In the end, the three of them reached a unanimous conclusion. My little uncle was good, but he was not yet good enough to match Ding Jiajia.
Hu Wenhua actually felt that the words of the three were … a little bit reasonable.
He gazed at the young girl before him, clearly raised with care yet devoid of any arrogance. Her gentle and serene demeanor made him feel instantly comfortable just looking at her.
She was unlike any ordinary peasant woman. A girl as fine as her should indeed not be consigned to the fields.
Hu Wenhua, who had previously felt uncomfortably warm, now felt as though several buckets of cold water had been poured over him, cooling him from head to toe.
Qin Yilin entered with a pottery jar in her arms, her face beaming with joy. Her gaze first fell upon the robust figure of Hu Wenhua.
Seeing the young man diligently grilling skewers with his head down and eyes focused, she admired him even more.
Although her daughter Jiajia was good, as parents, they had a sense of self-awareness. Not every boy would necessarily find Jiajia appealing.
But it was alright if they didn’t, as long as they maintained this respect, especially towards girls.
She called out, “Let’s go, Jiajia, it’s time to go home.”
Hu Wenhua suddenly raised his head, looked briefly at Ding Jiajia, then quickly turned to his sister.
Shuiqing received her brother’s signal and stepped forward with an elder sister’s grace, both reminding and reassuring him: “Be sure to come tomorrow! Taste the whole roast pig banquet I’ll prepare. From now on, Aunt Ding, no matter which part of the pig you buy, you’ll know how to prepare it, ensuring Jiajia grows up with a radiant complexion.”
She had discovered that, regardless of the era or place, parents who loved their children considered a plump figure the ideal beauty. They disliked thin and bony figures.
Aunt Ding was initially a little embarrassed when she heard the earlier part. But when she heard the latter part, she immediately resolved to come over no matter what!
She smiled and said, “Rest assured, I will definitely come over and bother you.”
At the same time, she planned in her heart what gifts to bring over tomorrow.
Well, she had heard that Sister Shuiqing wasn’t in good physical condition? It just so happened that their family had previously made a unique recipe, Purple Gold Mobility Pill, whose effect was undeniable.
Shuiqing had some spots under her eyes. Before this, she had successfully developed Seven White Powder, an internal-use medication, and a whitening and spot-fading cream for external use. They worked wonders together.
Not only could those spots under the eyes be completely cleared away, but her whole complexion would glow with a healthy radiance!
As for these children and the young man before her, she would have to consult the head of the house about what appropriate gifts to bring.
Shuiqing gave Hu Wenhua a signal and instructed, “Wenhua, it’s slippery outside. Carry these two jars and take them to Aunt’s house.”
Qin Yilin hurriedly declined, “I’ll accept this mushroom oil, but I can’t take anything else! Who would have thought?”
She smiled and added, “These jars aren’t worth much. They’re just pickles my mother made. They go great with porridge in the morning or with rice; try them out. If you like them, come over sometime and learn from my mother.”
Hearing that they could go with porridge or rice, Qin Yilin found it hard to refuse!
She loved pickled dishes, but when she tried making them herself, they either turned white, black, sour, or bitter, wasting many ingredients before finally giving up.
Hu Wenhua effortlessly carried the two large pickle jars as if he were carrying nothing.
His steps behind them were steady and measured, maintaining a distance that was neither too close nor too far.
Qin Yilin whispered to her daughter, “See, this is what true physical strength looks like!”
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