The residential buildings built in the 1950s generally have a one-bedroom and one-living room layout, while Yu Xin's house is a rare two-bedroom and one-living room, but it is only more than fifty square meters and less than sixty square meters.

The kitchen became even smaller, and two living people were crowded in the narrow kitchen, making it inconvenient to turn around. So from time to time you hit me and I rub you, which made Fu Song feel embarrassed, afraid that Yu Xin would take advantage of her.

"I'll go outside to chop." Fu Song moved the cutting board to the dining table in the living room. It was a good place and spacious. You can use Fu's sword technique with confidence.

The cabbage, green onions and ginger were chopped quickly. Fu Song shouted into the kitchen, "Where is the meat?"

"Oh, here we are here." Yu Xin ran out in a panic, "It was just cut at noon and kept it on the window and frozen. I smelled it just now, is it okay, are you smelling it?"

Fu Song picked up the meat and put it under his nose, tossed and smelled it: "It's quite fresh, by the way, how much does a pound of pork cost now?"

"It's all six yuan, and you can't afford it if you keep rising." Yu Xin said with a frown, then burst into laughter, "Do you know what you looked like just now?"

"Like what?"

"Like a puppy, haha..." Yu Xin laughed while imitating Fu Song's appearance just now.

"You are wrong." Fu Song did not smile and said seriously with a stern face: "Dogs don't smell like this, but pigs do this."

"Ah?" Yu Xin was stunned for a moment, then she let out a louder laugh than before, "Oh, no, no, you're too funny."

"Do you know what your laughter just now looks like?" Fu Song followed suit and asked with a smile.

Yu Xin blinked her tears and asked, "What do you think?"

"The pig cried." Fu Song slowly spit out two words.

"You're the pig's scream!" Yu Xin picked up the broom on the cutting board and chased Fu Song around the dining table, "I told you to say I'm a pig, huh? Stop for me, I'll piss you off!"

"Okay, OK, I'm wrong."

After going around for two rounds, Fu Song slowed down and stopped.

Fu Song lived for two lifetimes, and occasionally became presumptuous like today, just to alleviate the awkward atmosphere in the kitchen just now, but he really didn't want to play this kind of game of chasing each other, which was too naive.

When Yu Xin saw him suddenly admit defeat, she was still a little impressed and held up a broom to make a move, "Hmph, I'm saying I'm a pig, am I that ugly?"

Fu Song looked at her pretending to behave, "There is nothing, you are much more than Zhu Jun!"

"This is almost the same. I will spare you this time. Next time, hum!" Yu Xin continued to threaten with a broom.

Seeing Yu Xin's victory, Fu Song felt very happy. This silly girl is so scammer!

After chopping the meat filling, chopped the green onion and ginger, mix the meat filling, green onion, ginger and cabbage, sprinkle with five-spice powder and salt, pour some soy sauce, and finally pour yellow peanut oil on it and mix well with chopsticks.

Yu Xin stared at her side, unable to get in at all, "You can, you are more skilled than me!"

"Try it?" Fu Song handed her chopsticks.

After picking a little stuffing with chopsticks and taking a bite, Yu Xin's eyes lit up and she gave her a thumbs up: "It must be delicious, I'll eat more in a while!"

Fu Song said proudly: "How much more than a few more foods? At least one night, most people don't have the benefits of this."

"Virtue!" Yu Xin rolled his eyes at him, turned around and moved the panel from the kitchen.

Fu Song kneaded the dough, rolled the dough, made dumplings, and sat down in a whole set, which made Yu Xin stunned.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Fu Song looked up and felt that Yu Xin's eyes were a little strange.

"You are so capable, women seem useless to you..." Yu Xin said as she looked at him quietly.

Fu Song firmly disagrees with her point of view and retorted righteously: "In your eyes, are you women only worthy of cooking for men? If lesbians do more things, there is no need to say that women can hold on to half of the sky. Just having children is not enough if lesbians are missing..."

"Don't say it!" Yu Xin interrupted him with a red face, then glanced at him quickly, "You hate it."

Yu Xin's eyes seemed to have a sharp hook, almost hooking Fu Song's soul out.

Fu Song felt that he was not feeling well. His hands trembled, and he squeezed a dumpling and the dumpling filling fell on the panel with a bang.

What's wrong with me? My heart beats so fast, and I'm almost breathless.

Fu Song has lived for two lifetimes and has never felt like this before. Is it time to fall in love?

Fu Song began to recall the scene when he was dating Xu Qian in his previous life, but he couldn't remember how he had felt like this at that time. Did he be old and for too long that he completely forgot it?

It shouldn't be. My memory has been good since I was a child, otherwise how could such a stupid person get into college?

When he was dating Xu Qian in his previous life, he and Xu Qian either went to the cafeteria to have dinner together or walked shoulder to shoulder on the tree-lined road on campus, occasionally secretly holding hands when there was no one...

At that time, he only felt that being with Xu Qian was very warm and comfortable, but he really never felt the same way he had just now.

This unfamiliar feeling made him feel a little expectant, but more fear.

He had only had a relationship with Xu Qian once in his two lives, but ended with the failure of his marriage, so he was afraid of another love that ended like this.

Fu Song didn't know when he became so timid. After he was reborn, he once vowed to have a passionate love affair, to allow the woman he liked to be captured by his charm, and to make her cry and shout to give birth to a child for him...

Unexpectedly, when things came to an end, I realized that I was a verbal party. It was so fucking embarrassing to get to know each other!

"Why don't you talk?" Yu Xin broke the silence and asked with a smile, tilting her head.

"Ah?" Fu Song came to his senses and glanced at her secretly, "It's nothing, I was thinking about it just now. Alas, pork is getting more and more expensive, and I'm afraid I can't afford it in the future."

"Is that?" Yu Xin dragged the long tail tone and then giggled, "Look, you think so hard that you can eat the stuffing in the dumplings?"

Fu Song looked down and saw that she wasn't talking about it. He forgot to put the fillings in three dumplings in a row.

"This..., after the dumplings are out of the pot, I can't waste it." Fu Song was a hungry person and never dared to waste even a little food. He had to lick the bowls clean when eating rice.

Yu Xin smiled and said, "Okay, you can eat it if you ruin it."

Fu Song suddenly didn't know what to say, the atmosphere was a little awkward. At this moment, the door suddenly opened and Yu Sheng walked in with a gust of cold wind.
Chapter completed!