Chapter 743: A sadistic female partner farming in the last days (28)

 “Pfft…hahahahaha…”

 Seeing Feng Shujin's face as if struck by lightning, Xu Yin laughed loudly.

After all, she was a guest, so how could she laugh so wildly in front of them? Xu Yin suppressed her laughter and found a topic to skip this awkward part: "Sister Jiang has prepared dinner, why not have a light meal before leaving? ?”

On this day, when Feng Shujin came out of Xu's house, not only was her stomach full, but her arms were also full - carrying a pair of handmade pillows and cushions.

Song Haobin and He Siyu were discussing in the living room about converting part of the basement of the community into a cellar to store winter vegetables. When they saw the boss coming in from the outside, they were both confused: When did the boss go out?

 He just went out, why did he come back with two fancy pillows and cushions? Could it be that someone set up a stall outside the community and exchanged such fabrics for food with the boss? The boss was soft-hearted and bought a pair when he saw it?

Song Haobin stood up to pick it up: "Mr. Feng, the color of this pillow is a bit different, and it doesn't match the sofa. Why don't you put it in my room? I have two plain-colored pillows in my room, which I bought on my last business trip. It hasn’t been used much yet, I’ll get it for you.”

Feng Shujin gave him a strange look: "Why do I need your pillow?"

If it wasn't for Xiao Nizi's hand-sewed sake, and he didn't want to be ruined by that silly dog, he wouldn't want such a fancy thing at all, okay?

Song Haobin looked confused. When Feng Shujin went upstairs with two pairs of fabrics, he turned to He Siyu and asked: "Lao He, do you think the boss's aesthetics has changed since he had superpowers?"

He Siyu shrugged: "How would I know! I'm not a roundworm in the boss's stomach."

It wasn't until a few days later that Mrs. Jiang took advantage of the good weather to take out the quilts, blankets, pillows, cushions, etc. at home to dry them. He Siyu, who was passing by the Xu family's door, inadvertently looked up and saw a pile of colorful bedding and clothing. Those series of fabrics are exactly the same as the pillows and cushions that the boss brought home.

His eyes were thoughtful, which further confirmed his suspicion.

"Teacher Xu!"

 Ahead, Song Haobin and Xu Yin met head-on.

 He now respects Xu Yinke. Despite his young age, his temperament and abilities are definitely comparable to those of professional agricultural students.

 It is completely worthy of being called "teacher".

In addition, he also has his own little idea. Calling people "teacher" is much more sentimental than calling other names.

 When Xu Yin approached, he asked diligently: "Teacher Xu, you have worked hard these days. If you need anything, just tell me. You're welcome."

 Xu Yin exchanged pleasantries with him.

 “Ahem.” He Siyu coughed twice, stepped forward to say hello to Xu Yin, and then dragged Song Haobin into Villa No. 6.

 “Lao He, what are you doing! I haven’t finished speaking yet!”

 “What am I doing? I’m doing it for your own good!”

　　　…”

Song Haobin gave him a "Are you sick" look, took off his coat and sat on the sofa, resting his head on his arms with a silly look on his face.

He Siyu reminded him: "That person just now...maybe our future boss lady, you'd better keep a distance from her. What do you think the boss will think if he sees her?"

　　　　???”

Song Haobin was shocked: "What did you say?"

Think about it carefully: it seems that there are already traces to follow!

 Yesterday...ah no! Same thing the day before yesterday! When the boss came back, he actually said he had eaten next door. When asked where it was used, he said a neighbor's house.

At the time, I was still wondering: Which neighbor has such a good relationship with the boss? Invite him to dinner every three days? Nowadays, it is different from the past. Who is willing to serve guests with good food and good food? Dare to love the neighbor next door...

 Xu Yin feels something is wrong recently. The elites in Villa No. 6 next door saw her like grassroots cadres seeing high-ranking leaders, not to mention being more respectful.

 Passing by the door, I saw something in her hand and wanted to help her carry it;

Looking down from the terrace, she was watering the yard and asked if she wanted to help;

 When she went to work on the farm in the community, they asked the property manager to hold an umbrella, bring chairs and tea, for fear that she would be exposed to the sun and tired...

 Which memory has she lost? Or did they wear them collectively?

On this day, Feng Shujin came to her house again, and by the way, he brought a box of Lego that could barely be called children's toys after rummaging through the cabinets, saying that he was giving it to the good baby to play with.

Xu Yin was speechless: “He is too young to play with this, he will put Lego pieces in his mouth.”

"Then you put it away and give it to him when he can play with it." Anyway, he had no intention of taking it back.

How can you make money with it when you take it back?

Whether it's Xiao Nizi's random cooking or Mrs. Jiang's specialty dishes, they are both more delicious than those cooked by his cook.

Having eaten her food, even a simple dish of cumin and egg fried rice is more delicious than the dishes the chef has worked hard to prepare.

Xu Yin didn’t know what he was thinking. If she knew, she would probably say: Foodie!

 The drinking water was mixed with a small amount of spiritual dew, and it tasted out after he smashed it. Mrs. Jiang ate it for so many days without saying anything.

Feng Shujin smelled the aroma of food wafting from the kitchen, smiled and picked up Guabao, and said, "Let's go! Let's go see what delicious food Mrs. Jiang makes today."

 Xu Yin: “…”

Is this your brother or mine? It's so easy to hold.

By the way, her brother seems to be Comrade Xiaojin’s brother too, right? Nothing wrong!

 Tonight, Mrs. Jiang made a big pot of stew.

The spinach, coriander, and lettuce in the field matured almost at the same time. They were all at their most tender and delicious. Looking at this, I wanted to eat it, and I also wanted to eat that one, so I simply boiled a pot and stewed them together.

The Xu family has a mandarin duck pot, which they used to eat hot pot in the past. Guobao couldn't eat spicy food yet, so he made two pot bases, a clear soup pot on the left and a piece of hot pot base on the right.

 Xu Yin blanched some green spinach for Guabao, let it cool and then put it in Guabao's special bowl. He would eat it with a child's fork.

Mrs. Jiang used to feed her, sometimes sitting on the sofa, sometimes while playing with building blocks. Since Xu Yin came, she insisted on letting the baby sit in a child's chair and learn to eat by herself.

 At first he didn’t know how to use a spoon, so he just grabbed it with his hands, and Xu Yin didn’t stop him. Can’t you still use spoons and forks now? It works pretty well.

 So as long as adults know how to let go at the right time, children's learning and imitation abilities are beyond your imagination.

Feng Shujin saw that Xu Yin was busy taking care of his younger brother and didn't bother to eat, so he blanched several spinach spinach and put them in her bowl: "Eat quickly, your brother will shout after eating."

 “Woo!”

 “Well, just like this silly dog.”

　　　…”

After finishing a meatball, Niu Niu lay down at the door of the kitchen and screamed, as if to say: I want more.

It has such a huge body, just a small meatball is not enough! Just swallow it in one gulp, not to mention stuffing it between your teeth, the aroma has not yet come out.

However, due to Feng Shujin's presence, it did not dare to bark, nor did it dare to raise its paws to dig at the door frame. It only let out a few resentful whimpers from time to time to make its presence felt, so as not to be ignored by its owner.

 (End of this chapter)