"Master's wife, the noodles you made are so delicious!"

Sylvia Sit finished a bowl of noodles in two bites, and did not forget to flatter his teacher's wife.

It is hard to see that such a beautiful girl looks like a tomboy when she eats.

“It’s delicious, eat more!”

Liu Qingqing said happily.

To be honest, since I gave birth to "Dudu", Liu Qingqing hasn't made noodles for a long time.

"Master's wife, your skills are really good at opening a noodle shop, and the business will definitely be good!"

Ouyang Qianqian also said with praise.

This is not a lie. The noodles made by this beautiful teacher's wife are really delicious, and they are not worse than those made in the noodle shops.

"Master's wife, if you open a noodle shop, I'll help you!"

Zhang Yang also hurriedly expressed his opinion.

When it comes to communicating with others, girls are naturally better than men.

Just now, Ye Rongyao’s five apprentices were having dinner, and only three girls chatted with Liu Qingqing until they finished talking, making Liu Qingqing very happy.

But Ma Shaohua and Nalan Hai were not good, and they didn't say a word for a long time.

"Haha, don't put a hat on me anymore. The face I made is far worse than your teacher."

Liu Qingqing said with a smile.

But when it comes to this, Liu Qingqing remembers that she hasn't eaten the noodles made by her husband for a long time. She is a little greedy. The taste is so delicious that Liu Qingqing is drooling when she thinks about it now.

No, tomorrow morning, my husband will have to get up early to make noodles.

"Master can make noodles?"

"Master's wife, don't put a hat on my master. How can he make noodles better than you? I think the noodles made by Master's wife are the best!"

Sylvia said in disbelief.

Of course, I didn't forget to flatter Liu Qingqing again.

"Haha, that's because you haven't eaten the noodles made by your master, otherwise you wouldn't have said that."

Liu Qingqing said with a smile.

Suddenly there were a few girls about the same age as me at home. Liu Qingqing was particularly happy to talk to her.

"Teacher, is it true?"

Sylvia Sit looked at Ye Rongyao and asked.

Now Sylvia Sylvia is even more certain.

It is my mentor who is a "wife who is strict in charge".

Otherwise, how could the noodles I made were even better than the noodles I made by my teacher’s wife?

I must make noodles for my master's mother to eat every day, and I have also practiced this technique.

It seems that I will flatter my master’s wife more from now on. With the master’s wife protecting me, do I still need to be afraid of my master?

"Why are there so many things to say when you eat your noodles!"

Ye Rongyao said with a glaring eyes.

In Ye Rongyao's opinion, he is now a teacher.

This teacher must have the majesty of a teacher, so you can't laugh with them anymore.

Otherwise, these girls will not be in a rebellious way in the future.

"Master's wife, the teacher is mad at me!"

Xue Kaiqi looked at Liu Qingqing with a grievance and said.

"Husband, they are still children. Why are you so fierce? You scared them!"

Liu Qingqing said with a blank look at Ye Rongyao.

Since Xue Kaiqi and the others called Master Liu Qingqing's wife, Liu Qingqing has treated them as their own children.

"They still have children?"

Listening to his wife's words, Ye Rongyao was speechless.

These girls are not in their twenties, and they are a few years older than their wife Liu Qingqing.

Why did he become a child in the eyes of his wife?

It seems that after my wife gave birth to a child, her maternal nature shines brightly!

...

After dinner, Ye Rongyao sent a few students to the guest room to rest. Ye Rongyao's house did not organize so many guest rooms, only two rooms, and the men and women stayed separately.

I will squeeze for one night first, and tomorrow I will let them live in the staff dormitory of the "Old People's Home" and give them one room each, so I won't squeeze.

"Wife, do we need to rest early?"

After arranging all the students, Ye Rongyao picked up Liu Qingqing and said.

"Let me go, it will be bad if your students see me!"

Liu Qingqing said hurriedly with a red face.

"It's good to see it when you see it. It's natural for the master to be intimate with his master's wife. If the master doesn't get intimate with his master's wife, they will be anxious."

Ye Rongyao said indifferently.

"Hate!"

Liu Qingqing blushed her man with a red face.

To be honest, after giving birth, Liu Qingqing was actually very strong in any aspect of the need, but she was just a thin-skinned and embarrassed to take the initiative.

However, his man is indeed very strong, which makes Liu Qingqing unable to bear it.

...

“It’s so beautiful here!”

Ouyang Qianqian and the three girls walked out of the yard very early in the morning and were frightened by the beauty of Ye Rongyao's house.

The three girls all have a feeling of dreaming.

It seems like I have come to a fairy tale.

I am the princess in the fairy tale, and this is my own beautiful back garden.

"Qianqian, am I still dreaming?"

Zhang Yang asked Ouyang Qianqian beside him.

This place is so beautiful that Zhang Yang doesn't want to wake up from his dream.

Such a beautiful yard is something Zhang Yang dreams of having.

After all, every girl has a dream of becoming a beautiful princess in fairy tales.

I dream of living with my own prince charming in this beautiful garden.

Stay with each other and never leave each other until the end of time.

"I don't know either!"

Ouyang Qianqian was also deeply attracted by the beautiful scene in front of her.

Now Ouyang Qianqian feels that she is missing a prince charming.

"The teacher is so beautiful here!"

It was Sylvia Sit the fastest to wake up from this beautiful scene.

Originally, in Xue Kaiqi's opinion, his teacher's place was as dirty and messy as the countryside he had gone to before. He could see feces everywhere on the road, whether it was human or poultry.

There is only the problem of going to the toilet, so Sylvia Sylvia is not worried because the bathroom is provided in the yard and there is a very clean toilet.

It’s not the old-fashioned toilet I saw in the countryside before, but the one I built on the roadside that was disgusting.

One thing is that until now, Sylvia still can't figure out why most of the open toilets in rural areas are built on the roadside? Isn't this convenient for those who come and go?

What an embarrassing, disgusting thing!

It was dark last night, and no one noticed the big courtyard outside. Now, it was like a garden in a fairy tale.

Especially the dreamy wooden bridge connecting the small island in the lake, embellishing the beauty of the entire yard to a new height.

My teacher is so good at enjoying life!

Although the beauty makes Sylvia Sylvia a little intoxicated, it is not enough for Sylvia Sylvia to be particularly memorable. Sylvia likes the life of bright lights and green willows in the metropolis.

"Beauties are early!"
To be continued...