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My Dear Wife, Please Be Gentle!

Chapter 174 - 176 Feeding Pigs! _1
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Chapter 174: Chapter 176 Feeding Pigs! _1

"That won’t do either, your complexion looks very bad. You should just lie down obediently, are you hungry? I will get you something to eat." Tan Zhenghong said in a domineering tone.

Qiao Duo’er pouted, why did she feel like Tan Zhenghong was taking revenge?

The tone and expression he used were almost identical to hers when she ordered him not to leave the bed.

Well... Spending a lot of time together really does influence each other.

Before long, Tan Zhenghong brought over a bowl of rice porridge and the scrambled eggs he hadn’t touched at noon.

Worried that Qiao Duo’er might be hungry, he kept the food warm in the pot so that she could eat as soon as she woke up.

Tan Zhenghong picked up a piece of egg and said like he was offering a treasure, "Wife, eat quickly."

Qiao Duo’er protested, "I want to eat by myself."

She just had a bit of a fever, not a broken arm; did he really need to feed her?

Tan Zhenghong said naively, "Wife, I just love feeding you. Try it and if you don’t like it, I’ll make it again."

He just liked being a little closer to his own wife and doing things that only he could do.

Qiao Duo’er felt somewhat uncomfortable; being fed by someone else was indeed a novel experience.

But seeing the expectation in Tan Zhenghong’s eyes, she just couldn’t bring herself to refuse.

So, hesitating, she still steeled herself and ate. The eggs were overcooked and a bit bland, but she was satisfied that Tan Zhenghong could cook them thoroughly.

As soon as Qiao Duo’er swallowed, Tan Zhenghong asked, "Wife, how does it taste?"

"Not bad," Qiao Duo’er gave a neutral evaluation.

"As long as you think it’s not bad, I will learn to cook from you in the future, so you can still eat well when you are sick."

Tan Zhenghong said immediately, sure that he could make meals as delicious as his wife’s.

Qiao Duo’er pursed her lips, feeling suddenly sweet inside.

This guy... he really knows how to please.

Tan Zhenghong fed Qiao Duo’er another spoonful of porridge, causing her to frown deeply.

Feverish people already lack appetite, and the flavorless porridge made it impossible for her to swallow.

Qiao Duo’er forced herself to take a couple of bites, "I want to eat hand-pulled noodles, this has no taste."

Tan Zhenghong immediately agreed, "Alright, I’ll make them now. If you’re hungry in the meantime, just eat some egg to tide you over."

Qiao Duo’er shook her head emphatically; she only wanted noodles now.

Kneading dough was no challenge for Tan Zhenghong. He quickly mixed the dough, rolled it out with a rolling pin, and then cut it into thin strips, and there were the noodles.

"Go to Erhu’s House and bring back the braising sauce, heat it up and then return it to the jar, but keep a small bowl’s worth, add some water and bring it to a boil. Then put the noodles in, and when they are cooked, just sprinkle some green onions and they can be served."

Qiao Duo’er instructed Tan Zhenghong on how to make the noodles, which should be quite simple.

Tan Zhenghong remembered carefully and then went out to boil the noodles.

Taking advantage of the fire in the stove, he also braved the rain to pull out two green vegetables from Hu’s Clan’s vegetable garden.

Otherwise, just plain white noodles would definitely not whet his wife’s appetite.

In no time at all, Tan Zhenghong brought the noodles in, and only then did Qiao Duo’er feel hungry at the smell. 𝙣𝒐𝙫𝙥𝙪𝙗.𝙘𝙤𝙢

However, seeing the full bowl of noodles, she couldn’t help asking, "Surely that’s not all for me, is it?"

"Mhm, you haven’t eaten anything all day."

Qiao Duo’er criticized with a disgruntled expression, "You’re treating me like a pig, I can’t finish such a big bowl of noodles in a day."

Tan Zhenghong looked at his wife’s thin little frame, having forgotten that his wife’s appetite was very small; she usually only ate more than half a bowl of rice.

"Then I will serve it in a small bowl for you to eat."

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