Chapter 129 Delicious Chicken Soup

Qin Xue watched Chu Molin put the washed chicken into the pot and put it on the fire to cook.

He ordered: "Chu Molin, you wash the rice and steam it later."

Being able to instruct our Leng Yanwang to do things makes Qin Xue feel very accomplished.

Chu Molin washed the rice and steamed it on another small stove. He walked to Qin Xue and asked, "Xue'er, what else do you want me to do?"

Qin Xue looked at it, handed him the spare materials, and asked him to chop them into fine pieces. The finer the better.

After the chicken soup in the pot boiled, it continued to cook for about ten minutes. Qin Xue took the chopsticks and wanted to pick up the chicken and hang it up before cooking, so that it could be cooked. Otherwise, the chicken would be raw and not fully cooked. As a result, she accidentally The hand was burned.

The pain was so frightening that Qin Xue shivered and let out a cry of pain, and her snow-white skin instantly turned red.

When Chu Molin heard his little wife's cries of pain, he put the knife away and ran to Qin Xue. When he picked up Qin Xue's hand, it turned red. He pulled her towards the faucet with distress. The one who had just been burned had to get it. Use cold water to cool down or else it will bubble.

"Why were you so careless? It turned red. Doesn't it hurt?" The reproachful words and the caring tone made Qin Xue's eyes red.

Qin Xue didn't think it was anything at first. No one cooking in the kitchen had been burned so many times.

She had been burned before, even if it caused blisters, her eyes never turned red.

Today, her eyes turned red because of his concern and love.

Qin Xue really felt that she was becoming more and more hypocritical. If someone loved her and cherished her, she would become weak.

"It's okay, it's just a burn. It'll be fine later." Qin Xue wanted to retract her hand, but it couldn't match the man's strength.

"Don't move around. Just wait until you're done. It won't hurt so much and won't cause blisters." Chu Molin scolded.

"Chu Molin, it doesn't hurt anymore. I'll make it myself. You go pick up the chicken. It should be cooked. Don't cook the plain chicken for too long, otherwise it won't taste fragrant or sweet." The best time to eat is when it is slightly bloody.

But Qin Xue didn't like to eat undercooked food, so she waited until it was almost done before asking Chu Molin to pick it up.

"Chu Molin, you put your head between chopsticks and hang it up to dry, then put it on the cutting board and chop a quick-loading plate. I'll do the rest." Qin Xue thought that this man should be better at chopping chicken than she was.

"Okay, I understand." Chu Molin looked at the chicken that was filtering the soup in his hand.

Qin Xue chopped the ingredients prepared by Chu Molin, mixed them and put them on the table. She fried the vegetables and put them on the table, and made two bowls of chicken soup.

Chu Molin placed the chicken in the middle of the table and looked at the dishes on the table and his young wife sitting next to him.

Chu Molin smiled like a spring breeze blowing through Qin Xue's heart. He was really evil.

"Sit down and eat. Today's food should be enough for both of us. You should also drink some soup before eating. It's good for your stomach." Qin Xue picked up the bowl and took a sip of the yellow and orange chicken soup, which was very delicious.

When filling the soup, Qin Xue thought it was too oily, so she had a spoon to skim off the oil, otherwise how would she drink it.

Qin Xue took a sip and closed her eyes with satisfaction, savoring the delicious soup.

I thought I would leave a bowl for Xue Ling later. It would definitely be very happy. That little thing turned out to be a foodie too. I thought of how happy I was when I ate bamboo rats last time.

A faint smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth. Chu Molin was a little confused. Is this chicken soup so delicious? He can make his wife look like this.

Chu Molin picked up the bowl and took a sip. The taste was very fresh, much better than usual, but not as exaggerated as his wife showed.

Chu Molin studied Qin Xue's expression in his mind, but he didn't know that Qin Xue was in such a good mood because of thinking of Xue Ling.

"Daughter-in-law, come and have some chicken drumsticks." Chu Molin dipped the drumsticks in the dipping sauce and handed them to Qin Xue.