"Jinfeng, the chicken feet you made last time were so delicious! I looked everywhere for them and couldn't find them! Plus, every time I kill a chicken, I only get two feet, which is so troublesome..."
When talking about food, Lu Mingfang became a chatterbox again.
Guo Song, who was driving, had a severe headache.
His wife was not like this before, why is she like this now...
Li Jinfeng actually liked Lu Mingfang's appearance, she was lively and cute.
"Don't worry, aunt. I will find a way to cook for you in the next few days!" said Li Jinfeng.
"Okay, okay..." Lu Mingfang nodded repeatedly, then said, "Jinfeng, let me tell you about my plan first..."
Lu Mingfang's plan was to let Li Jinfeng meet Lu Jianguo today, and then take Li Jinfeng shopping for clothes early tomorrow morning.
The department store in the provincial capital sells ready-made clothes of many varieties.
Lu Mingfang felt that just with Li Jinfeng's face, no matter what kind of clothes she wore, such as a blouse, a white shirt, or a sailor shirt, she would definitely be the most eye-catching one in the crowd.
Lu Mingfang and Li Jinfeng chatted non-stop, and Guo Song, the driver, listened patiently the whole time.
The journey that seemed very boring in the past suddenly became extremely interesting at this moment, and time passed by quickly without me noticing.
Finally, they arrived at their destination.
Lu Mingfang's home is in a tube-shaped building behind a street with relatively convenient transportation.
The house was allocated by Guo Song's unit as a wedding house. There were three households on each floor, for a total of six floors. Lu Mingfang was a celebrity in this building.
It's nothing else, it's just that Lu Mingfang often wears new clothes and never cooks. She is completely different from other working women who work during the day and cook at night.
Moreover, Lu Mingfang is willing to spend money on herself. She is in her thirties, almost forty, but she maintains herself like a person in her early thirties.
So, in the eyes of those people, Lu Mingfang is an outsider!
Guo Song lived on the second floor, so it wasn't too tiring for Li Jinfeng who was carrying the luggage.
When I entered the gate of the tube-shaped building, I met a resident of the same building. She was a woman, about forty years old, wearing a black cotton dress.
As soon as she saw Guo Song, the woman greeted him warmly, "Professor Guo, you're back so early today? Don't you have classes?"
Guo Song responded politely, "Yes!"
"You're the best! Our Lao Liao has a full schedule of classes all day long. Even if we ask him to come back, he won't have time!"
As the woman spoke, she looked behind Guo Song. She first saw Lu Mingfang, and when she saw Lu Mingfang wearing a piece of blouse that she had never seen before, a look of contempt flashed across her face.
Then, her eyes fell on Li Jinfeng's face, "Who is this? Why haven't I seen this before?"
"It's my niece's wife, Sister Wang. If you're okay, let's go upstairs first!" Guo Song said, and without waiting for the woman to reply, he walked directly towards the stairs.
Li Jinfeng followed behind. When she was about to go upstairs, she heard the woman spit, "Bah, what a joke! A professor married a hen. How can anyone live like this?"
Lu Mingfang probably heard it too and suddenly stopped.
He yelled at the person at the door, "Let's be frank. If you have any complaints, say it to my face! What's wrong with me making a piece of clothing? I spent my own salary. I don't steal, rob, or cheat. If you can't bear to spend money, don't worry about how others spend it!"
Lu Mingfang was furious. What kind of person is this!
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