By the pool, Jiang Li was about to clean the beans, soaked fungus, and mushrooms that Jiang Guoan had selected earlier. Unexpectedly, Luo Yanqing cleaned up the chopping board. Seeing this, he immediately took over the work from Jiang Li.

"Is it different if I come here?"

With his beautiful eyebrows slightly raised, Jiang Li looked at the man steadily.

"no the same."

Luo Yanqing responded, washing dishes without stopping, and said, "I don't want your hands to get cold."

Luo Yanqing said these words very naturally, and there was no difference in his expression at all. It was like a normal conversation with Jiang Li. However, it fell into the ears of Jiang Li and Jiang Guoan who was delivering firewood to the stove.

It doesn't mean anything.

"Then what do I do?"

Jiang Li's eyebrows were curved, her eyes were full of smiles when she looked at Luo Yanqing, and her whole heart felt warm because of what Luo Yanqing just said.

And Jiang Guoan was pushed to the limit!

Luo Yan's ink-stained phoenix eyes were full of smiles. Without waiting for Jiang Li to say anything, he said again: "Stay with me. I'm blocking you, so you can stop the wind."

At this time, Jiang Yiyang walked into the kitchen.

Jiang Li responded and moved to stand on the other side of the man.

"Why don't you let me speak out?"

Jiang Guoan was really stretched out. He wanted to leave the kitchen to get some fresh air and exercise, but he felt that it would be a bit abrupt to leave like this. He had no choice but to continue to be supported.

"I was hurt by my milk!"

"I do not want."

Curving the corners of his lips, Jiang Li said in a sweet voice, "I like to eat the food you cook."

"One pot stew."

Luo Yanqing's eyes were fond, and he looked at Jiang Li: "Go, the kitchen door is open, it's windy here."

Unexpectedly, Luo Yanqing shook his head: "No, just let me come. If you really don't want to go to the living room, just talk to me here."

Jiang Yiyang was puzzled and couldn't help but follow Jiang Guoan's gaze and saw her sister-in-law and uncle standing in front of the chopping board. They were talking and laughing. The atmosphere between them was warm and harmonious, as if there were no other people in the kitchen except the two of them.

Outside, no one else exists.

As he spoke, he put the washed vegetables on the chopping board, took a piece of fresh pork and rinsed it under the tap.

Jiang Guoan raised his eyes, and the two of them met each other's eyes. Seeing Jiang Yiyang was about to speak out, Jiang Guoan raised his hand to signal Jiang Yiyang to be quiet.

Jiang Li looked at the ingredients on the chopping board and asked with a smile: "What to cook?"

The brat suddenly made a noise, was he trying to make his precious sister uncomfortable?

"Go to the living room and rest, it's warm there."

Pointing in the direction of the living room, Jiang Yiyang looked aggrieved, covering his chest and making a heartache look to Jiang Guoan. He continued to convey with his eyes: "Uncle, don't you comfort me?"

Luo Yanqing responded.

"It's not cold at all with you by my side." Jiang Li smiled and said, "I'll chop the vegetables."

Jiang Guoan also responded with his eyes: "There is no reason."

Luo Yanqing asked: "Isn't it cold?"

"Don't you like the hanaki and steamed buns I steamed, and the porridge I cooked?"

"Your one-pot stew, in mother's words, is actually called stew."

To be honest, Jiang Yiyang naturally envied Jiang Li and Luo Yanqing's way of getting along, but he still didn't understand why Qinqin's uncle didn't allow him to say anything, so he asked with his eyes.

"oh."

Jiang Li stood still.

Jiang Guoan rolled his eyes: "Go away." This brat deserves to be hurt by his mother.

Without thinking too much, he could guess that it was probably the brat who had offended his mother.

Otherwise, if nothing happens, his mother will stab her eldest grandson with a knife?

"Brother-in-law, do you still have any love from your uncle or nephew?"

Jiang Yiyang's eyes were filled with resentment.

"Go aside."
Chapter completed!