Seeing this, Su Zhiyu was stunned at first, and then couldn't help laughing.

"Fatty, what are you doing? Why are you making yourself so embarrassed?"

Zhuang Fubao is still unclear.

Seeing that Su Wenxu and Su Wenxuan were also staring at his face and laughing secretly, he realized.

"Is there something like this on my face?"

He said, subconsciously reaching out and wiping it around his cheek.

Unexpectedly, because of the black carbon stain on his hands, his little face turned darker.

Now the two brothers Su Wenxu and Su Wenxuan changed their snickering to laughing.

They pointed at Zhuang Fubao's face and almost burst into tears.

"Fatty, you're rolling in the stove!"

Listening to the exaggerated laughter of the two brothers, Su Zhiyu quickly coughed twice.

"Okay, stop at this time!"

She glared at her two brothers, then took out the handkerchief she carried with her from her pocket and handed it to Zhuang Fubao.

"Fatty, wipe it!"

Zhuang Fubao looked embarrassed and took the handkerchief and started wiping it up.

But after he wiped it all out, he just wiped it a little bit.

Su Zhiyu couldn't stand it.

She stepped forward and pressed Zhuang Fubao's shoulder, took the handkerchief and helped wipe it.

After a moment, Fatty Zhuang recovered from his former white and fat cheeks.

Zhuang Fubao felt sweet in his heart. As soon as he finished wiping, he hurriedly pulled Su Zhiyu's hand.

"Zhiyu, we are roasting wild boar meat in the yard, come with you too!"

Speaking of barbecue, there is no one in Pantao Village that is better than Su Zhiyu's skills.

At that moment, Zhuang Fubao waved his hands to disperse the people beside the oven and moved a piece of open space for Su Zhiyu.

When they heard that there was meat to eat, Su Wenxu and Su Wenxuan's eyes suddenly turned green.

Without saying a word, they stood beside Su Zhiyu and joined the barbecue team.

"Let's help!"

Zhuang Fubao was very happy and took out the chopped wild boar meat and iron signature and stuffed it into the hands of the two brothers.

"Then thank you two of you skewers!"

After saying that, he put the already dressed meat skewers at Su Zhiyu's hand, and then served a plate of seasoning with great enthusiasm.

He has been thinking about it since he had eaten barbecue on Pantao Mountain last time.

Fortunately, he was worried at that time and still remembered what seasonings Su Zhiyu used at that time.

When he got home, he took advantage of the New Year’s goods to prepare all the seasonings.

Su Zhiyu glanced at the rows of bottles and jars in front of him, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

"Fatty, you're ready for everything!"

Zhuang Fubao smiled foolishly, and his fat little man subconsciously scratched the back of his head.

"Isn't this still lacking your east wind!"

They also roasted for a while, but no matter how they roasted, they couldn't get the taste of Su Zhiyu.

He was feeling melancholy just now, but he didn't expect that Su Zhiyu would come over as if he had telepathy with him.

This must be his fate with Su Zhiyu!

Zhuang Fubao was silently happy in his heart, and he didn't even notice the skewers in his hand were wrong.

It was Su Wenxu who poked him before he came to his senses and hurriedly followed him again.

The meat skewers came to Su Zhiyu's hands and it immediately became different.

She skillfully flipped the bracelet on the charcoal fire, and soon the wild boar began to curl up the edges and oil.

The grease dripped into the carbon fire and made a crackling sound, accompanied by the flames rising.

Taking advantage of the fire, Su Zhiyu quickly grabbed the seasonings with her little hands and sprinkled them on the skewers.

The seasonings immediately emitted a burnt fragrance under the scorch of the flames.
Chapter completed!