Feeling upset inside, "Wife, you're playing favorites!"
He puffed up his face in annoyance, waiting for his wife to coax him.
Little did he know that his wife wouldn't even glance at him.
"Hmph!" he snorted angrily.
Xiao Yishan looked over at him, "Third Brother, what are you doing standing there? Take the water bucket to the kitchen and pour it into the water jar. Check the stove fire, and make sure the food in the pot doesn't burn. I saved a wild pheasant and didn't sell it. Cook it for your wife to strengthen her body, and you can make dinner tonight."
"I got it." Yuchuan reluctantly carried the load of water that second brother had just brought back, entering the kitchen.
Yishan glanced at third brother's unhappy expression, thinking that he was reluctant to cook the pheasant for his wife, couldn't help but shake his head and concentrate on washing Su Qingyue's dirty hair.
