General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming

“Eh? You’re not asleep?”

Su Xiaoxiao casually looked up and saw Wei Ting standing at the door.

Wei Ting restrained his expression and walked in with his walking stick. “I’m a little hungry.”

Su Xiaoxiao nodded and didn’t doubt him. “You came at the right time. Help me add some firewood.”

She thought that with this guy’s personality, he would definitely reject her disdainfully. Unexpectedly, he silently sat down on the small stool in front of the stove.

He placed his walking stick aside and took the dry firewood from behind him and threw them in one by one.

Su Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows in surprise. “You’re so obedient tonight.”

Wei Ting asked, “Is there anything to eat?”

Su Xiaoxiao continued to cook. “Yes, but you have to wait a while. I’m not done yet.”

Wei Ting began a long wait.

Su Xiaoxiao flattened the cooked lean meat and tore it into pieces.

Wei Ting looked at her strangely. Not only did she have medical skills that he had never heard of, but she also often cooked dishes and snacks that he had never eaten.

This was most likely a new trick. He wondered what it tasted like. Usually, he only ate. This was the first time he watched her cook seriously.

She was also very serious when cooking, but it was different from the seriousness when she was practicing medicine.

“You like cooking very much?”

“Because it relieves stress.”

What kind of words were those? Yes, this woman often said things that he did not understand.

Su Xiaoxiao placed the shredded meat into the pot and stir-fried it with salt, sugar, and a little soy sauce until it was fluffy.

“Try it.”

She handed the plate to Wei Ting.

“Chopsticks,” Wei Ting said.

“You’re so particular!” Su Xiaoxiao curled her lips and turned around to take a clean pair of chopsticks from the cupboard.

Wei Ting picked up a small piece of meat and slowly tasted it.

“How does it taste?” Su Xiaoxiao asked him.

He chewed carefully. It was salty with a hint of sweetness. It was rustling and not considered oily, but it was not dry either. He could not say what the texture was, but the taste was very novel and unique.

He couldn’t help but take another bite. The more he chewed, the more fragrant it became.

“What is this?” he asked.

“Meat floss!” Su Xiaoxiao said with a smile. “How is it? It tastes good, right?”

“Not bad,” Wei Ting said calmly.

Su Xiaoxiao was already used to this. She snorted and brought back a large plate of meat floss.

Wei Ting’s chopsticks reached for the meat floss but missed.

Su Xiaoxiao hugged the plate and raised her eyebrows at someone. “If you say that it’s delicious, I’ll give it all to you!”

Wei Ting said expressionlessly, “Childish!”

“Hmph!” Su Xiaoxiao shook her head proudly, put down the meat floss, and brought out a bowl of chestnut filling.

This bowl of chestnut filling was made by Little Wu when she was taking refuge here. It was really dense and exquisite.

Most importantly, Little Wu was hygienic enough to meet her standards of cleanliness.

Su Xiaoxiao cherished this employee too much.

Su Xiaoxiao fried a chestnut meat pancake and continued to let Wei Ting taste it.

“Well?” she asked.

“It seems a little too salty to taste the chestnuts,” Wei Ting said.

“Then I’ll put less meat floss.” She made another.

“Too sweet,” Wei Ting said.

“Too much sugar.” She reduced the sugar and chestnuts and handed the third pancake to Wei Ting. “What about this time?”

After tasting it carefully, Wei Ting said, “The filling is just right. The skin is a little hard.”

Su Xiaoxiao thought for a moment. “It’s too hot... put less firewood.”

Next, she made egg yolk meat floss filling, honey date meat floss filling, and meat floss filling with red bean and green bean.

Wei Ting was stuffed to death.

Was this woman done? When was she going to go?

“Which is the best?” Su Xiaoxiao asked him with a face full of flour.

To be honest, Wei Ting’s image was not much better than hers. His face was black from the soot, but he did not know it.

“They are pretty much the same,” he said.

Su Xiaoxiao continued, “Which do you think Ergou will like the most?”

Wei Ting was surprised. “You made these for Ergou?”

Was all this fiddling for most of the night was for Su Ergou?

Perhaps because it was late at night and one’s inner defense was lowered in the narrow space, Su Xiaoxiao told Wei Ting about selling the formula.

“My mother... my mother, when I was very young, gave her partner a gift that belonged to me. She used my things to please him in order to do business. I was very sad.”

Wei Ting said, “The formula is yours. You’re selling your own things.”

Su Xiaoxiao said, “It’s the same.”

She did not know that selling the formula to Su Ergou would be such a huge blow. In her opinion, it was just a few formulas. She had a lot of ideas. After selling the old ones, there would be new ones.

Back then, her mother probably had the same thoughts as her today-it was just a small gift. At most, she would buy her a better one when she earned money in the future.

“You made all these snacks to make Ergou happy?”

Su Xiaoxiao nodded and sat down on the stool beside him. She muttered, “He’ll really be sad for a long time.”

The light from the stove reflected in her melancholic eyes, making her look a little lonely.

Wei Ting turned to look at her.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that she was a pitiful little girl.

Well... a chubby pitiful little girl.

Su Xiaoxiao continued to cook. She wanted to make a unique taste. And Wei Ting would risk his life to accompany her.

The two of them took turns testing the food and were half-full.

After midnight, she was finally done. She sat beside Wei Ting to rest.

The sleepiness of her chubby body came easily. She tilted her head and fell asleep on Wei Ting’s shoulder.

Wei Ting frowned and raised his slender fingers to poke her head.

Her head swayed and she leaned in again.

Wei Ting poked her again, and she leaned on him again.

This happened a few times, but she did not move her head away. His shoulder hurt.

Wei Ting took a deep breath and said coldly, “Hey, Su Daya, wake up.”

Su Xiaoxiao slept soundly.

“Su Daya.”

“It’s dawn. Time to do business.”

No matter how Wei Ting tried to rouse her, her even breathing was the only response.

He had finally waited until now.

Wei Ting looked coldly at Su Xiaoxiao, who was leaning on his shoulder and raised his hand to untie the pouch on her waist.

He did not find the token in his pouch.

“That’s strange. Where did you put it?”

He searched her sleeve again. Nothing, either.

Did she put it in her pocket?

Wei Ting’s gaze drifted to her slightly heaving chest. He frowned and looked away. The experience of being suffocated appeared in his mind and he felt a little embarrassed.

However, finding the token was more important.

He gritted his teeth and reached into her cotton shirt.

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Wei Ting in a daze before looking at the hand that had reached into her clothes. “You touched me?”

Wei Ting’s eyelashes trembled. Seeing that she was obviously still asleep, he said calmly, “No, you’re just dreaming.”

Su Xiaoxiao, who was in a daze, said in a daze, “In your dreams...”

Then she had to touch him back.

Wei Ting was shocked when Su Xiaoxiao tugged at his belt!