"No!" Han zi's answer was very straightforward.

Jolo was stunned. "No, you said you would cook for me."

"I haven't eaten pork, and I've seen pigs walk." Han zi doesn't believe that she can do good things. When it comes to herself, it won't work.

"No, I want to live a few more years." Jolo's face was so resistant that he didn't want to eat what he cooked.

Also, for the sake of your own kitchen, I think it's better not to let people who have never cooked in.

"You don't have faith in me?"

Han zi frowned and looked unhappy.

Jolo shook his head. "I don't have confidence in my stomach. I'm afraid it's too weak."

"So you should pay attention to nourishing your stomach, don't always miss the meal?" Han Zidu, a person who often works overtime to have no time to eat, even teaches others a lesson, and doesn't know who makes him feel good about himself.

"You are very wordy." Giolo was disgusted.

"I did it for your own good." Han zi blames her for her ignorance.

"Come on! My parents are not worried about the problem, you ah! Don't make me feel valued. " Joro said and went to the kitchen.

"Do you think I'm hypocritical now?" Han zi questioned her.

Jolo shook his head. "No, but at least I don't think it's true. I'm a man! I'm used to independence, so I can't distinguish between good and bad. If I make you feel uncomfortable, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to

"Your family is very nice to you!" Han Zidu expressed his views on what he saw.

"Yes, it's very good. The premise is to exchange benefits." Jolo smiled bitterly, and did not understand what he wanted to say to him. He just wanted to make complaints about it.

"I don't quite understand." Han zi nodded his head with his index finger.

Jolo closed his eyes and said, "our marriage is the best answer, isn't it?"

If parents really think about their daughter, how can they push their daughter to a stranger for an investment? It's cruel, isn't it?

After hearing this, han zi was silent for a while. He should have realized something!

"Is noodles OK?" Joro asked suddenly.

"What?" Han zi was at a loss.

"Didn't you have dinner?" Giolo frowned.

Han zi nodded, "no, so do you want to do it?"

"Will you come?" Qiao Luo asked, a person who doesn't know anything, let too how to trust his kitchen to him.

"I can do anything." Han zi all came in a hurry.

"Cold noodles!" Joel took out the meat, and some cucumbers and carrots and so on.

"Will you?" Han zi thinks that it seems very difficult.

Jolo shook his head. "Not really, but better than you."

Then wash the head of the pan and bring it to a boil.

Just, in the face of the side of the food, eyebrow slightly lock up, because she is not good at cutting.

"What's the matter?" Han zi asked with concern.

"I hate shredding." Giolo, tell me the truth.

"It needs to be shredded! I'll do it Han zi volunteered.

Joro looked at him suspiciously. "Are you sure you will?"

Don't tell yourself that you haven't eaten pork and have seen pigs walk. It's technical work. It's not a joke.

"Sure, I'm not very good at cooking, but I'm good at cutting. When I was studying abroad, I tried hard to show off the magic of our country's knife technique." Han zi is proud to smile, did not expect that now, is finally put to use.

"I didn't expect you to show off sometimes." Giolo turned his lips, some of them noncommittal.

"Young and vigorous! What every boy does. " Han zi said, embarrassed, then untied the cuff and rolled it up.

"It's boring enough." Jolo shakes his head, but he can't help recalling his promising youth.

However, everything has become a kind of past, can no longer regain youth.

"Indeed." Hanzi took down the cutting board and washed it.

It has to be said that his knife work is really powerful. In giolo's eyes, it's easy for him to cut silk.

So, Jolo was so stunned that he almost forgot to put noodles in the pot.

"It's up to you to cut vegetables in the future." Jolo grinned cunningly, in a rare good mood.

You know, she cried from morning to night.

"No problem. As long as I'm here, you can call me." Han zi has been praised in disguise, and can't help but become more and more complacent.

I don't care. You're my boss

"But at home, I'm your husband." Han zi put the cut ingredients on the plate neatly, and then asked, "is there anything else to cut?""Lean meat, you should be able to chop it up!" Asked Joro hesitantly, fearing that he could only cut silk

he can cut silk, how hard it is to chop it

"ha ha! When I didn't say anything Qiao Luo covered up to smile, then picked up the side of the sauce, wrung hard, but it may be too long no use, no matter how hard she tried, still

what the hell

this idea just came out, and the things in hand were taken by people

"no, women are also powerful. You can only say that you are more delicate." Han zi put the bottle aside and continued to cut the meat

in the evening, it's estimated that their family is making food, especially the sound of meat chopping, which reverberates in the whole kitchen space

"do you think people think we are fighting?" Asked Joro hesitantly as he picked up the noodles

"Well! I think it's chopping people. " Han zi is cooperating with him

"Er!" Jolo was stunned for a moment, and his eyes rested on the knife in his hand

think, it should not be

"why, I'm really scared." Han zi's eyebrows frowned lightly. How distrustful she was to herself! Will come up with such an idea

"I'm not to blame! They all said that it is not necessary to have the heart of harming others and the heart of preventing others. " When he said that, he felt that he thought too much of him, but he didn't want to admit it

"Well! It's important, but I hope it's not for me, and never forget who I am for you. " Han zi said, put down the knife, because the meat she wanted had been chopped

"why do you look at me like this?" Han zi touched his face. He was stained with something

"Han Zidu, are you serious about this marriage?" Jolo wanted to know whether he wanted to live with himself or just for his so-called hatred

for her, this hatred is an unsolved mystery. She doesn't know where she offended him, which led to such a result