Keep repeating these two sentences.
Su Wanwan shook her head while beating someone.
It is indeed tragic to be without culture.
There are only a few words to express anger.
If it were her, she could make Huang Aisha vomit blood and die on the spot without using a single swear word.
Thinking of this, she reached out to stop Huang Aisha and said:
"I originally thought that your cerebellum was just not working properly, but now I realize that it's not just your cerebellum that's underdeveloped, but your entire brain has problems.
The gray grooves were filled not with tissue fluid but with paste.
You said you are a very pitiful person. When I heard about your life story yesterday, I wanted to sympathize with you.
But now I find that my sympathy is really too low, and I am always easily misled by others.
People like you who are extremely self-centered and simple-minded due to lack of knowledge can definitely not be considered pitiful.
You keep your eyes on the top of your head looking at people all day long. Do you think you are a crab?
With your two eyeballs pressed up there, you're not tired, but I feel uncomfortable watching it.
Hyperthyroidism patients are much kinder than your eyes look.
I'm in a bad mood today, so just go back to where you came from.
If you want to find a backer, just come on.
Anyway, I am barefoot and not afraid of those who wear shoes!
We can’t even say who’s worse off!”
Originally, Huang Aisha could understand these words if they were taken individually, but when Su Wanwan put them together, she found it difficult to understand.
Even if she didn't understand, she knew that it was a satire on her.
He was already so angry that he was about to enter the Western Paradise, but was angered enough to bring him back.
My fingers are shaking so much that I'm almost like a Parkinson's patient.
“You—you—you—”
He was so angry that he stuttered.
After Su Wanwan finished speaking, she felt comforted physically and mentally, and said to Huang Aisha very kindly:
"Who is Mr. Gu? Why would I care about his affairs? You want to kick your man and climb into Mr. Gu's bed, that's your problem. Don't be so dirty and think that everyone is the same as you. There is a limit to how despicable you can be."
After saying that, he walked away in a cool manner.
Huang Aisha was so angry that she jumped on the spot and looked a little crazy. Passersby walked around her for fear of being taken advantage of.
This time, Huang Aisha was really angry. Yesterday she just called Mr. Gu to complain, but today she called directly to the Huang family.
Things developed in a direction that Su Wanwan had never expected, and she was chopping meat at this time.
That's right.
I'm in a good mood today and need to treat myself.
Lamb and green onion dumplings are a good choice.
"I want to eat Spanish mackerel with chives."
Sun Zhi said this as soon as he entered the kitchen.
“No Spanish mackerel!”
Without raising her head, Su Wanwan said.
Sun Zhi glanced at the chef, who shook his head.
I understand what I mean.
It’s not that there is no mackerel, but Su Wanwan has no intention of letting the mackerel show up.
"Then I'll go cut leeks?"
There is a small vegetable patch in the backyard. Chives were planted there before, and they are now sprouting out as the weather starts to warm up.
The first batch of leeks may not look good, but they taste delicious.
"Have you been lonely at night lately?"
Su Wanwan looked up and asked seriously.
Sun Zhi, whose brain circuits were not keeping up, did not quite understand what his sister meant and shook his head:
"Eat well, sleep well, and never feel lonely."
With a clang, the kitchen knife was nailed to the chopping board:
"Then why do you eat leeks?"
What is the inevitable connection between leeks and loneliness?
He looked at the chef questioningly.
The chef silently gave two words - aphrodisiac!
Sun Zhi's face immediately turned dark.
This girl can really say anything.
"You want a sister-in-law, but your brother doesn't have one yet. What's on your mind all day? If you don't want to do it, then don't do it. Just chop your minced meat."
After saying that, he fled.
Su Wanwan turned around and glanced at the chef.
The chef immediately went to the freezer and took out a few Spanish mackerel to remove the bones and scrape the mud to make Spanish mackerel dumplings.
Su Wanwan didn't stop and made too much meat filling.
Her cooking skills are average, but she can’t beat the chef.
In the end, the meat filling was not only made into dumplings, but also into buns and meat patties.
There are many men in the yard, so there is no need to worry about not having enough food.
Gu Mingche and his two little ones have now learned how to live in this yard, trying to reduce the scope of their activities as much as possible so as not to be noticed.
But Jiaojiao was too eye-catching. The three little ones were really afraid of Gu Yanzhi, but they were still very curious about Jiaojiao.
While Su Wanwan went to Gu Yanzhi's study to deliver food, they went up to Jiaojiao who was playing there after school.
"Hey, little girl, where's your mother?"
Jiaojiao was a little scared as she held the rag doll that Su Wanwan made for her.
"Brother, what are you looking for mom for?"
No matter how much I dislike her, I can't bear to lose my temper with her soft and cute voice.
Gu Mingche coughed lightly:
"We wanted to play with you, but your mom is very fierce."
When Jiaojiao heard someone say bad things about her mother, her frightened expression turned fierce:
"You guys are mean, my mom is super, super good, the best in the world!"
Gu Mingxing smiled:
"Little one, is your mom good? That's because you don't understand your mom. She's a bad girl!"
Thinking that Su Wanwan didn't even make him food, Gu Mingxing hated Su Wanwan.
"Wow wow wow - you are bad, you are all bad! Mom - I want mom - my mom is the best -"
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