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Chapter 6

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    Freshly peeled snake skin was spread out under the eaves, and snake meat was stewed in a casserole in the kitchen. Ye Huai looked coldly at Wen Wanwan, who was wrapping snake gallbladder in banana leaves. For the first time, he felt that this woman must have really lost her memory.  .

    Otherwise, he will not peel and bile in front of his face, exposing such a fierce side, making him alert.

    This is easier to handle.  The emperor didn't know that she had lost her memory. As long as it was false that she had taken refuge with him, the emperor's secret work in Huainan would definitely not sit idly by and he would probably take action to get rid of her. As long as those people moved, he could dig them all out.

    Wen Wanwan wrapped the snake gallbladder and put it aside. She stood up and walked to the snake's head, but did not take it. She just turned back and smiled at Ye Huai and said, "I heard that after the snake's head is chopped off, it can still bite people.  Wouldn¡¯t it be better not to hold it with your hands?¡±

    "Don't you have amnesia?" Ye Huai said coldly, "Why do you still remember so many things?"

    "I don't know. I can't remember big things. These trivial things happened one after another. I remember them very clearly." Wen Wanwan weighed it in her mind and decided not to take it directly with her hands, so she folded two thin pieces.  The bamboo clamped the snake's head and placed it on the banana leaf. Seeing that it still didn't move, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, it's completely dead."

    Ye Huai was on the side and happened to see her profile. He saw her squatting on the ground with her head lowered and wrapping banana leaves. Her eyelashes were long and fluffy, as was her hair. Reflecting the reddish light of the setting sun, it reminded people of her for no reason.  Cats or dogs, all those warm, soft little creatures.

    Ye Huai frowned at his weird idea and quickly looked away, but at this moment, he heard Wen Wanwan say: "My hands are dirty, please help me scoop some water to wash them."

    Ye Huai immediately turned back, looked at her in surprise, and asked, "You told me?"

    "You are the only one here," Wen Wanwan looked up at him and smiled, "If I don't tell you, who else can I tell?"

    Ye Huai didn't say anything for a long time.  Very good, this is just a slap in the face, how dare you let him, the king of Zhennan, serve her to scoop water to wash her hands?

    Ye Huai snorted coldly and walked away.

    Wen Wanwan had no choice but to wipe it on the banana leaf a few times, then use the banana leaf to pad his hands, scooped water from the water tank to wash, and said to himself: "I'm such a bad temper, just help scoop out the water, it's worth it."  Fall out."

    Ye Huai walked into the house and looked out at her through the window with a cold expression.

    She had better have amnesia, otherwise, if she dares to tease him like this, she will be cut into pieces.

    Suddenly she looked up and called him: "Nan Zhou!"

    Ye Huai still didn't say anything. Wen Wanwan was now slightly familiar with his temper, so she didn't care. She just picked up the wrapped banana leaves and waved them at him, saying, "I'll go find a drugstore to sell these things. You  Watch the pot and don't let the soup splash out, and don't boil the water dry."

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????? This is how to use him, and he is addicted to using it.  Ye Huai slammed the window and his face darkened instantly.

    Wen Wanwan stepped out of the threshold, closed the door behind her, and laughed out loud.

    This Nanzhou is indeed a proud young master. As soon as he heard that he was asked to work, his face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

    However, with so much work at home, it was absolutely impossible for him to do nothing and just wait for her to take care of him.

    The courtyard soon became quiet. Ye Huai slowly walked to the eaves, looked at the ajar door, and subconsciously bit the nail of his thumb.

    It was already the fourth day after he brought her out, but there was still no movement in Huainan. Did the craftsmen not get the news, or was he mistaken? This woman is not important, and those people don't care at all?

    He went through all the details since he met her again in his mind, and just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a popping sound, followed by several popping pops, but it was a sound coming from the kitchen.

    Ye Huai bit his nails, frowned and walked over to take a look. The casserole sitting on the stove was gurgling water, making the firewood underneath make a hissing sound. Ye Huai was stunned for a long time, and suddenly remembered that Wen Wanwan was leaving.  What I said at that time, could it be that this is where the soup comes out?

    Half an hour later, when Wen Wanwan was walking home with a few packages of silk threads and some scraps of fabric, she saw from a distance a person squatting behind the bamboo fence of the Wang family next door. When she got closer, she saw that it was Xiaoyan with one hand.  He was holding a small piece of mixed flour pancake in his hand, and a small ball of chewed pancake in the other hand. He was licking his lips and whispering: "Mimi!"

    Wen Wanwan followed her gaze and saw that in the vegetable field in front of her, a palm-sized civet cat was hiding under the vegetable leaves, with its little head exposed, hesitantly, as if it was going to eat, but also seemed to be eating.  Don't dare.

    It turns out that it¡¯s to feed the cat.

    Then she will giveOpened the door.

    The door and the doorframe were shaken by his kicks, and dirt flew out of the gaps. Wen Wanwan quickly held on to the door leaf. When she looked again, Ye Huai had already entered the bedroom. With a bang, he kicked the door open again.  Door.

    He is very sick, still has a broken sleeve, and has such a bad temper.

    Wen Wanwan shook his head, found a basket and put the threads and fabrics away. When he walked to the kitchen to prepare rice to cook, he was stunned as soon as he entered the door.

    The firewood was thrown on the floor, and the casserole was also thrown on the floor. The fire in the stove was out and it was still wet. The soup in the pot was completely cold. The white snake segments sank at the bottom of the pot, giving off a fishy smell.

    That was not the case when she left. What on earth did he do?

    Wen Wanwan couldn't help but raised her voice and asked: "Nanzhou, what's going on in the kitchen? Why is it so embarrassing?"

    No one responded.  Wen Wanwan was not surprised. He bent down and picked up the casserole, thinking that from now on, he would probably not be able to count on him for matters in the kitchen.

    After a long time, Ye Huai slowly walked out of the room and stood under the eaves, looking at Wen Wanwan in the kitchen from a distance.

    She was wearing an apron with blue background and white flowers, her sleeves rolled up, and she was sitting under the stove lighting the fire.

    The stove has been lit, the casserole is steaming with white steam and making a slight hissing sound. The fire of the wood stove is also lit. The red and yellow flames are dancing, reflecting her face sitting in front of the stove door, with dark eyes.  , her lips were red, and a lock of hair fell down from her temples, swaying with her movements.

    Ye Huai smelled the aroma of broth and rice, and saw the chimney on the roof of the kitchen constantly emitting gray smoke, occasionally with a few sparks of fire, reflected in the dark blue night, extremely quiet and peaceful.

    All the anger disappeared, and Ye Huai suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

    This was the first time that he stood in front of the kitchen door, smelling the smoke of fireworks, waiting to eat.

    The Zhennan Palace was too big and had too little fireworks. He had never been to the kitchen, and he had never seen his mother wearing an apron.

    Isn¡¯t this what ordinary people¡¯s lives are like?

    But at this moment, there was a knock on the door: "Master Nan, I have brought you some food!"

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    Wen Wanwan: I have dimples on my face.

    Wen Wanwan: Still as beautiful as a flower.

    Wen Wanwan: No wonder he has a broken sleeve

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