C8

Hearing this, the pillars did not make a sound.

When Shiqing saw the awkward atmosphere, he hurriedly said, "Hey, let's go. I won't waste any time. Hurry up and eat. I still need to set up more stalls after dinner."

Before Zhao Miao entered the house, she glanced at Shi Qingguo before glancing at Si Shaoheng standing at the door. Suddenly, she stopped and raised her head to look at him, saying:

"Big brother, it's your turn to cook today. It's not that I'm slacking off, I'll cook tomorrow."

Just a moment ago, although Si Shaoheng didn't say anything, when she thought about how he had asked him directly to wash her clothes, she felt extremely embarrassed. This time, when Qing Nation was cooking, she had to first say what she was going to do next to save herself the embarrassment of being asked by Si Shaoheng just now.

"En," Zhiguo nodded. He knew that Zhao Miao was intentionally putting on an act in front of Si Shaoheng, so he didn't take her seriously and directly wanted to enter the kitchen.

Seeing this, Xiaotang couldn't help but ask Shiqing, "Dad, are you still going to set up shop in the afternoon? It should be gone by now, right? "

Didn't they say it was a breakfast stall?

"Nope, I still need to go later." Qing Guo pinched his forehead, "I came home to get some food, so I'll leave the stall to your Uncle Zhang to look after it for me. It's fine."

"Are you not feeling well?" "I don't think you look too good," Xiaotang said as she reached out to support Shiqing's arm, leading him into the house. "Sit here, give me the lunchbox, and I'll get it for you."

As he spoke, Little Tang supported him into the house and sat down. She took the aluminum lunchbox and went to the kitchen. When he saw what was going on, he hurried over.

"Oh, Xiao Tang, Xiao Tang, hey, stop messing around. You don't even know soy sauce, why are you still cooking? It's enough for you to have this kind of heart. Daddy is grateful. Here, I'll make it!"

"Hey, I do!" When Xiao Tang turned around and pushed him back into the room, she pushed him into a chair and said, "Leave everything to me!"

"..." Can you do it? " Qing Guo watched her back as she walked away with a worried expression. He couldn't understand what was going on.

Could it be that the things that she would not do before she lost her memories would happen after she lost them?

In the kitchen, when Xiao Tang went in, she glanced at the courtyard outside the window, and upon seeing that the Shi family was no longer in the courtyard, she guessed that they had gone back to the house to talk quietly, so she did not pay much attention to it. She just lowered her head to prepare the steamed dumplings, and her hand subconsciously tried to turn the stove on, but it only resulted in her being stunned.

Oh, that's not right. When I was in the countryside, I wanted to cook …" "Without a stove or gas, only fires can be lit.

While she was squatting in front of the stove in the kitchen, she suddenly felt that she had set up a flag …

Can you cook? She can do it...

But she can't burn!

At this moment, no matter how much she thought about it, she felt embarrassed. In the end, she couldn't help but stand up and walk back into the house to find Si Shaoheng. She patted his shoulder. "You, come over here!"

Looking at her dirty little face, he didn't say a word and followed behind. When Xiao Tang brought him into the kitchen and pointed at the stove, "Seeing how busy I am, do you have the heart to do that? Come and help me light a fire! "

She was still very smart. She only needed to read through many things once to remember them.

As long as Si Shaoheng simply burns it once in front of him.

But in order not to embarrass herself in front of Si Shaoheng, Xiao Tang forced herself to put on a confident look when she said those words.

Si Shaoheng looked at Xiao Tang floating in the air, her emotions in flux. His thin lips suddenly curled up. "You don't know how to light fires?"

This was not a question, but a definite one.

Xiao Tang was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, her small face instantly flushed red, and her expression exploded: "I, I know how to do that! I just feel that it's not tiring to match men and women, so... You, you should help me! "

Hearing that, Si Shaoheng didn't say anything, but stood there staring fixedly at her.

She looked into his exquisite phoenix eyes and fell silent for a long time. Finally, she gave in and said, "Alright …" "I won't …"

Si Shao Heng raised an eyebrow. When Xiao Tang used his small black hand to grab Si Shao Heng's arm, he was dodged by Si Shao Heng. Si Shao Heng looked at his hand, which had turned black from touching the stove, and said, "Filthy!"

"I'll go wash …" She turned around and washed her hands. Just as she was about to ask Si Shaoheng to help her light the fire, she looked down and saw that Si Shaoheng was already lighting the stove.

That's right.

This guy... It seemed to be of some use during critical moments …

When the fire was ready, she would throw it in the spinach. After that, she would add a dish of fried spinach that had been soaked in cold water and a plate of fried big sauce, stuffing the dumplings into three round three-layer aluminum food boxes, along with the other dishes, and pack them together. Then she turned to look at Si Shaoheng, "It's all done …" I'll send the food over to dad first, then we'll eat together later. "

Upon hearing this, Si Shaoheng looked at the Spinach Stewing Tofu made by Xiao Tang and the verdant fried spinach and nodded his head. Just before Xiao Tang entered the room, she suddenly turned around and looked at him again, pursed her lips, saying, "Oh yeah, thank you for what happened just now."

She could tell that Si Shaoheng wasn't someone to meddle in other people's business.

The matter of Qing Guo washing Zhao Miao's clothes had nothing to do with him. There was no need for him to ask.

The reason why Si Shaoheng did that was to help her.

When Si Shaoheng heard this, a trace of astonishment flashed across his eyes, but he didn't say anything. Xiao Tang was already used to his stuffy appearance, so after thanking him, she left the kitchen and returned to her room to hand the lunchbox to him.

"Dad, Here, Here!"

"Ai!" When Qing Guo reached out to take it, Xiao Tang saw the situation and hurriedly instructed, "Be careful when you take it. I've made some soup, there's still some soup inside!"

Soup dish?

"I didn't prepare any soup," Qingguo said as he looked at Xiaotang, putting down the lunchbox and opening it. She smiled and replied, "I made this myself, I'm afraid you'll choke just eating the rice balls. Hurry and try it, it's good to drink it."

"Fine, let me try," Qing Guo said. He lowered his head and took a sip of soup. After that, he opened his eyes wide. "Did you make this yourself?"

"En!" Little Tang nodded before scratching her head awkwardly with her index finger. "But the stove is for me from Shaoheng …"

"Not bad, not bad. Little Tang, your cooking skills are really good!" Qing Guo praised him nonstop before he happily took his daughter's handmade dishes to continue setting up the stall.

When Xiao Tang raised her head, she happened to see Young Master Si standing at the door.

When she saw Si Shaoheng, she opened her mouth to speak, but her stomach let out an untimely sound. She rubbed her belly and said awkwardly, "I'll get ready now. We can eat!"

Saying that, he turned and left, leaving behind Si Shaoheng standing in his original spot with his eyes glued to her back for a long time without uttering a single word.

He had been married to Xiaotang for two years. Even though he had never liked her and never took the initiative to talk to her, he was very clear about her style of conduct.

In Si Shaoheng's memory, Little Tang was the kind of person who would only walk past when the soy sauce bottle was overturned. At home, she would always toil, her fingers would never touch the Yang Spring Water, moreover, she was unruly and willful, arrogant and despotic.

More importantly, he bullies the weak and fears the strong. When he meets someone he shouldn't offend, he becomes a paper tiger that breaks apart with a single poke.

But now, he saw that the person who lost his memories was Little Tang … He suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart.

It was as if he had never seen through her during these two years.

Even if a person lost his memories, he shouldn't have changed his nature, much less his words and behavior.

Thinking of this, Si Shaoheng lowered his head and took out a piece of paper from his pocket. He then lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought.