"General, how do you like it? Is it to your liking?" Vice General Zhou stood aside and asked with a smile.

Luo Fengtang didn't answer. He picked up another piece of potato with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth to chew it carefully.

His seemingly calm eyes were actually full of suspicion.

When Vice General Zhou wanted to ask another question, Luo Fengtang suddenly put down his chopsticks and stood up, "Where is the cook?"

Vice General Zhou said: "It's in the kitchen opposite..."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Fengtang's figure disappeared from his eyes. When Vice General Zhou turned around and followed him out of the room, he only saw Luo Fengtang striding into the kitchen opposite.

Vice General Zhou finally breathed a sigh of relief, then quietly left with a smile.

Not only did he retreat, he also sent everyone else in the small courtyard away, leaving a few soldiers responsible for security to guard the door.

The general hasn't seen his wife for five months. He definitely doesn't want to see a third person in the remaining half of the day.

…

In the kitchen room, Yang Ruoqing had just cleaned up the pots and tables. She had washed and disinfected the props, chopping boards, and other cooking utensils, and then neatly placed them in their proper place.

The wooden door behind him suddenly opened with a bang. Yang Ruoqing turned around and felt that the sight in front of her was getting darker.

Then a tall figure entered the kitchen.

"Qing'er? It's really you!" Luo Fengtang almost roared and rushed into the kitchen.

Before Yang Ruoqing had time to react, she leaned down and hugged her.

"Hahaha, I knew that there is only one person in the world who can make dishes with that kind of taste. It's you, it's you, and you are here, hahaha!"

Like a child, he picked her up and spun her around in circles.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't laugh or cry, her little pink fist gently hit his chest:

"Oh, don't use too much force. If the cars and horses on the road don't jolt me ​​to death, your bear hug will strangle me to death, brother!"

"What big brother? I am your man and your daughter's father!" Luo Fengtang corrected and put her down, but his big hands still held her waist tightly.

Yang Ruoqing turned around and looked at him.

"No wonder Vice General Zhou said you have lost so much weight recently because you haven't had a good appetite!"

She said, her eyes filled with distress.

Luo Fengtang grabbed her hand and put it against his face, his deep and dark eyes filled with joy.

"I can't help it, I really can't get used to the food here," he said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's okay, I'm here. I'll cook for you during this period. I promise to get back all the lost appetite of my man!"

Luo Fengtang smiled and looked at Yang Ruoqing: "Why are you here? How is your home?"

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and made an OK gesture, and said: "Now that it's the second half of the year, my family has gradually become more leisurely. I have nothing to do at home, so I came over to see you."

Luo Fengtang understood. There were some things that were inconvenient to ask now, and the wife was here. She should settle down first, and then talk about other things later when she had time.

"You haven't eaten yet? Let's go over and eat together!" Luo Fengtang said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I just had a bowl of seafood noodles in a restaurant when I entered the city. I can't eat it right now, so you can eat it."

Luo Fengtang said: "I know the seafood noodles here, they are not good at all. We, Mian Niushan people, need rice and stir-fry to be full, so let's have a few more bites."

Yang Ruoqing looked hesitant.

Luo Fengtang said: "Qing'er, would you like to eat with me?"

"OK?"

"Um?"

"OK?"

Yang Ruoqing really couldn't resist Luo Fengtang's plea, and felt that the general turned into a big boy as soon as he turned around.

"Okay, okay, I'm going to do whatever it takes. I'll gain weight later and become a double chin, and my butt is bigger than a millstone. Don't be dissatisfied with me!"

Yang Ruoqing took off her apron and put it aside while teasing.

Luo Fengtang smiled, "It's not like I've never seen you before when you were fat, so I was jealous of your chubby appearance. When you smile, you have two slits in your eyes."

Yang Ruoqing tried to pinch him, but he quickly begged for mercy, and the two happily went to the east wing opposite to eat, hand in hand.

Yang Ruoqing symbolically ate two pieces of potatoes, a few green vegetables, and two mouthfuls of soup, and then she couldn't eat any more.

Luo Fengtang, on the other hand, ate three large bowls of rice in one go. He swept away all the food on the table and drank the last sip of soup residue.

"Comfortable!"

He touched his belly and leaned there, squinting his eyes slightly, his face full of contentment.

Yang Ruoqing sat aside, holding her chin in her palm and looking at his expression of enjoyment with a smile.

"Is your stomach full now?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang said: "Yes, it has been five months, and I am the most full and the best now!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled again.

As a wife, the happiest thing is to prepare a table of meals carefully and then see your family eat every grain. This is the greatest reward and joy.

After eating and drinking, Yang Ruoqing stood up to clear away the dishes, but Luo Fengtang pulled her into his arms and asked her to sit on his lap.

"We'll clean up together later. Let's have a chat with me first."

He wrapped his hands around her waist and whispered.

Yang Ruoqing gave up her struggle and sat meekly on his lap, turning sideways and hugging his neck.

"Well, I also have a lot of things I want to ask you." She said.

"Who asked first?" she asked again.

Luo Fengtang smiled: "My daughter-in-law is the oldest, so naturally she asks first."

Yang Ruoqing gently tugged his ears: "This mouth is sweet."

"Sweet? Do you want to taste it?" he asked, leaning towards her and wanting to kiss her lips.

She held out two fingers to block it.

"You are so impatient. You have just finished your meal. There are subordinates outside the courtyard. You are such a great general..."

She said angrily and glared at her.

This look seemed to her to be as charming as silk, and she unintentionally touched his heart.

He grabbed her hand and put it against his face again, tilting his head and squinting his eyes slightly with a look of enjoyment on his face.

Seeing this handsome and arrogant face pressed so docilely under the palm of her hand, Yang Ruoqing was also moved.

I feel that all the hard work along the way has been worth it.

"Tangyazi, where is Da'an?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang said: "Da'an, Ye Yi and Jiuxian disguised themselves as ordinary people and found a place to stay on the street."

"Da'an often disguised himself as a down-and-out scholar and wrote family letters or painted portraits for passers-by under the overpass, conducting secret visits and observing the sentiments of the people."

Yang Ruoqing nodded and asked: "Then Da'an has never been to your place, right? How often do you usually meet?"

Luo Fengtang said: "Da'an has never been to my place once. There are too many eyes and ears around this courtyard, so they always come here to deliver news every night." "Da'an has already investigated a lot of things. When I get under the covers at night, I will do it again.

Let me tell you carefully."
Chapter completed!