Jiang Yu almost burst out laughing.
Mr. Wen, well done!
Sun Manli bit her lip and said, "Grandpa Wen, that's not what I meant, but this chicken is not an ordinary chicken. This is Xiaowu, who you raised, but this female comrade..."
"What do you know?" Old Master Wen walked up and said impatiently, "Xiaowu and Xiaoliu were raised by me to feed Xiaoyu. She can do whatever she wants!" You are so nosy!
If she wasn't a lesbian and usually very well-behaved and tried to please him, Mr. Wen would definitely not be as polite as he is now.
But when Sun Manli heard these words, she felt embarrassed and awkward, and almost burst into tears.
"I'm sorry, Grandpa Wen. I didn't know you were raising this to feed this woman. I thought..."
As she spoke, Sun Manli's eyes became red again.
Old Master Wen frowned: "Why are you crying? I didn't scold you! By the way, what are you doing here today? Haven't you finished the interview yet?"
Sun Manli's expression froze again. "I feel really bad for bothering Grandpa Wen for so long, so I personally cooked some snacks today. Can you give them a try, Grandpa Wen?"
While knitting, Xiaoyu recalled her primary school life and knitted half of it unconsciously.
Jiang Yunzhou recited very seriously that time. Although he still couldn't remember the whole thing, which made Grandpa Jiang so angry that he jumped up and down, his attitude was not as bad as before.
Sun Manli bit her lower lip, tears welling up in her eyes. "I heard Grandpa Wen likes desserts, so I learned this from someone."
Bu Gui said that as long as I passed the last exam, everything would be fine. Otherwise, I would have to go back to my hometown as agreed in the bet.
To offend elders is one of the necessary tactics of a green tea character.
But do you want to confront Sun Lucha in person?
Old Master Wen turned to Xiaoyu, his eyes softening. "Dayu, he just mentioned how to raise so few chickens. What if he wants you to raise a few more chickens? Then leave them all for him to eat."
Seeing that the female comrade was so aggrieved, Mr. Wen didn't want to continue talking and just brought the things over.
Before Jiang Yunzhou finished his homework, he asked Grandpa Jiang to catch me and recite it.
Jiang Yunfan: “…”
People will cherish the things they get too much. It seems that Jiang Yunzhou was afraid that time.
After retreating outside, Bu Gui asked calmly, "Who was that man just now? Is he your eldest relative, Grandpa Wen?"
Bu Gui originally learned to knit not to earn tuition fees, but because the clothing major was expensive when he went to elementary school, so he often worked part-time there.
Bu Gui smiled and said, "Yes, it is. In the past, when Grandpa wanted to eat it, you would go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy it and it would go bad."
When Xiaoyu left, she was holding a bag of fruit in her hand, and her military bag contained a stack of cloth coupons and food coupons, all of which were given to her by Grandpa Wen.
Now there are only eight women in that family, and this one can only be Wen Yanqing.
Old Master Wen smacked his lips and said, "That's fine. How can we let him work so hard? That time, let Dalin learn from him. Last time, let me cook for you guys."
"So that's how it is."
But this classmate knows how to knit all kinds of products. She made a lot of money by knitting sweaters, scarves, gloves and other knitted products. But when there were fewer orders, she was busy and came over. She asked if she wanted to learn. In this way, Xiaoyu also learned many kinds of knitting. She didn't continue knitting until she came for internship.
Jiang Yunzhou, who was standing by, heard that the previous book had also been recited, and he also started to clamor for a sweater.
After you travel through the book, you often see news like this: the husband cheats on his wife, and the wife takes a group of relatives to beat the bastard. In your opinion, the one who really needs to be beaten is your husband.
Xiaoyu took the fruit home and when she left, she saw Jiang Yunzhou studying.
Seeing my distressed look, Bu Gui couldn't help but hug my face and kiss me, and the smile on his lips became even more intense.
Sun Manli covered her mouth with her big hand like a frightened rat: "Sister, did Zhou Zhou say it?"
Xiaoyu shook her head with a wicked smile: "Zhou Zhou has so many styles. I'll go buy some wool and knit one for Zhou Zhou next time."
Unexpectedly, Sun Manli continued to act recklessly: "Grandpa Wen, don't you want to try it?"
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The little eyes said 'You want it too', but I knew it was knitted for older babies, so I asked for it.
You later thought that the era was so conservative that no one would do something like poaching. Now it seems that you took it for granted. There is no trash in every era.
Old Master Wen thought so too, and quickly asked Bu Gui to leave and sit down.
Surely a woman like this will be snatched away by someone else, so there is no point in keeping her?
Jiang Yunzhou: ...
Fruits were hard to buy in those days. The supply and marketing cooperatives would often send a batch of goods, but they would be sold out as soon as they were sold out.
Old Master Wen was afraid that you would cry again, so he opened it and tasted a piece.
Jiang Yunfan did cry slowly, but Old Master Wen no longer paid any attention to him.
Then she touched the broken part and said, "Sister, that broken part is comfortable and warm."
Xiaoyu smelled the same scent.
Sun Manli saw her sister smile, and ran over with her short legs. Before climbing down from the stool, she used her big hands to help Xiaoyu get a ball of yarn to make it easier for her to knit a sweater.
The Wei family took the fruit and gave a bag of dried mushrooms in return.
A classmate of mine in the same dormitory came from a very poor family. He relied on his parents' frugality to support his elementary school education and was also short of money.
The eight people ate Daqi under the table and discussed how to deal with Daba last time.
Mr. Wen: "Of course it's Dayu's that's the best. His is so special. Let Dalin have it all."
When Xiaoyu looked up and saw that scene, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.
If there is a big eight, there will be no big seven, big seven, and big eight.
To deal with a green tea girl, you don't need to take any action. Just a straight woman can make you cry.
Before taking a bath in the evening, the whole family went to the study together. Some read books, some did homework, and some knitted sweaters.
Xiaoyu made a braised chicken for Mr. Wen and Bu Gui at the Wen family, and also made two dim sum for me before leaving.
Mr. Wen: "Didn't I tell you not to send anything over?"
Old Master Wen shook his head: "Yes, yes, he is not the child of the general's courtyard. He just moved back recently. He said he wanted to interview you for a hero column, and you agreed."
So you plan to deal with Sun Lucha yourself, not to mention that you still have no confidence in Wen Yanqing.
The eight people seemed to have forgotten that Jiang Yunfan was still standing inside with tears in his eyes.
It is true that the seventh-year-old ones are less delicious than the eighth-year-old ones. The skin is crisp, the meat is smooth, the bones and meat are fresh and fragrant, and they are generally delicious.
Jiang Yunfan: “…”
Xiaoyu took out some fruits and gave them to the Wei family next door.
"What do you think of the taste, Grandpa Wen? You heard that the man wasn't a big cook, but you know whose cooking Grandpa Wen hates compared to yours?"
Xiaoyu almost laughed like a pig.
Xiaoyu put down the sweater she was knitting and patted Sun Manli's head: "Zhou Zhou, yes, yes, I want it too."
Jiang Yu nodded repeatedly on the side: "The sun is getting hotter and hotter, you'd better leave quickly." It would be bad if Xiaoyu was exposed to the sun.
To understand Sun Lucha’s target, let’s first use the process of elimination. If it could be Jiang Yu, it could also be Grandpa Wen.
Sun Manli cheered instantly: "Wow, sister is awesome, Zhou Zhou is the best."
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