Not long after Cheng Yuan left, Jiang Yunfan and Jiang Yunzhou came back from next door.
Jiang Yunzhou looked at the clothes in Jiang Yu's hands and ran over with his short legs. His big round eyes were full of joy. "Sister, is this clothes made for Zhou Zhou?"
Jiang Yu sewed up the stuffed dog ears, then compared the clothes to Jiang Yunzhou's body. "Yes, Zhou Zhou, do you like it?"
Jiang Yunzhou hugged Jiang Yu's thighs, tilted his head up to show her a big smile, and nodded rapidly: "I like it. The clothes my sister makes are the most beautiful."
Jiang Yunfan, who was standing by, said sarcastically, "Sister, why are Zhou Zhou's clothes better looking than mine?"
Jiang Yu asked doubtfully, "You like such cute clothes now?"
"If you like, I can make you a miniature dog and pin it on your clothes?"
Seeing how straightforward Jiang Yu was, Jiang Yunfan suddenly felt that he was being unreasonable, so he agreed awkwardly. Then his eyes wandered and he saw the spicy strips on the table.
His eyes lit up, and he stepped forward and took one: "Sister, what is this?"
Jiang Yu: "This is spicy spicy noodles, it's quite spicy, eat less, don't..."
Old Master Wen kept on talking for a while, and when he saw that Uncle Lin had a chance to talk to Mo Haoji, he stood up and pulled Jiang Yunfan away, leaving the space for the two of us.
After you traveled through the book, medical science has the ability to make paralyzed people stand up again. Mo Haoji must be really paralyzed. Don’t you have the patience to take care of me for the rest of my life?
The spicy strips I had that time tasted similar to the ones I just had, but the texture was exactly the same, a rich combination of flavors: spicy, numb, sweet, fragrant, and pungent. The surface of the bean rolls was soaked in chili oil, and the inside and outside of the bean rolls were thick and dry, full of the aroma of spices, and very chewy.
Uncle Lin said, "You go too!"
Before Grandpa Jiang came back and tried the spicy strips, he was also conquered by them. My hands and feet were cold when I first came back, but after eating a spicy strip, I felt warm all over.
Upon hearing this, Wen Yanqing could only withdraw his hand with regret.
Although Jiang Yunfan is a little less talkative, I have a bad job. Both of my parents work in the unit, and both of them are difficult to get along with.
On the seventh day, after breakfast, Grandpa Jiang and I went to work, and before those who were there went to school, the phone in the living room rang. Uncle Lin walked over and answered it, and was immediately startled.
Seeing me like that, Mr. Wen felt really bad: "He said he was going to move things, so why did he let the cabinet hit him?"
Your heart skips a beat.
Mo Hao: "Dayu, Yan Qing injured his waist at the research center. You and your leader are going to the research center now. Does he want to go?"
Uncle Lin felt as if his heart was being strangled.
What I'm thinking about less is, what's the cost of making spicy strips? Is it easy to make? Can it be produced in small quantities?
With our efforts, the sales of the workshop are now worse than before. Grandpa Jiang even planned to ask my future teammates to introduce reliable people to quit the workshop.
"Jiang Yu took a breath. What did he just say?"
As soon as you put it in your mouth, your mouth will be instantly captured by the strong spicy taste. The spiciness has a hint of sweetness, and it tastes a bit fresh. The bean roll is very chewy, and the more you chew it, the more fragrant it becomes. The bean fragrance and the spicy taste are blended together. It is surprising that there is no taste before you chew it for a while.
Old Master Wen had a stern face, and he was fully aware that his expression scared Mo Hao so much that he was on edge all the way.
Jiang Yu: "He'll just be waiting for you outside the house. You can drive over to pick him up later."
After I knew that Jiang Yunzhou had injured his waist, I was still arguing with Old Jiang next door. This old guy actually said that I was a rough boy. Even if I didn’t have a great-grandson, the one who came would have been given a bad-sounding name!
Uncle Lin pursed his lips and said, "He is so pessimistic. Perhaps there will be no miracle."
Jiang Yunfan looked at the shiny and greasy spicy strips in front of him, swallowed his saliva, and before Jiang Yu finished speaking, he unconsciously put his hand into his mouth.
Although I later had experience in business, after joining the military, I was still a leader, both small and large. Adding to that experience, was I good at running things and managing people? I only needed to control the direction of the small team, find the workspace and the people to do it, and I couldn't assign other tasks to others.
Uncle Lin saw that Grandpa Jiang was now full of energy, not as decadent as he was later, so he stopped me.
Did Mr. Wen notice Uncle Lin’s expression?
Uncle Lin sat on the chair beside the bed, feeling very sad: "He is thinking too little. He will become worse soon if he is not careful enough to recover from his injuries."
Jiang Yunzhou looked at you, frowning: "I'm afraid it's bad."
Could it be that Jiang Yunzhou's injury was only minor?
Jiang Yunzhou's face was very pale: "Dayu, you are really bad and delaying him. When he has a child, he will definitely want a divorce, so you can get a divorce..."
As soon as Mo Hao left the dormitory, he saw Jiang Yunzhou lying under the bed, covered with a quilt with only his head exposed. His head suddenly buzzed.
Come to the research center.
Jiang Yunfan winked at me and said, "Hurry up and get worse. You still have things to discuss with him later."
Jiang Yu was also very distressed. He took out the things he brought one by one, and then checked to see if Jiang Yunzhou's kettle was empty. He was busy like a top.
Grandpa Jiang has been focusing on business since he figured it out. Lin Yu is now also influenced by me and is paying more and more attention to the workshop. He is thinking about how to expand the workshop and promote meatballs to other places.
I slowly finished one and took another spicy strip wrapped in oil paper.
Having no work to do and no spiritual sustenance is worse than having something to do and being depressed.
Humph, I'll look it up in the dictionary when I get home. I just believe that I chose a bad-sounding name!
If he really became paralyzed, Jiang Yunzhou's life would be ruined.
If Jiao Yunshi were with Jiang Yunfan, I, the teacher, would be worried.
Mo Haoji understood immediately.
After about seventy minutes, Jiang Yunfan's car arrived.
I wanted to eat more after I finished eating, but Mo Hao quickly stopped me: "That's enough, he's still a little older, that kind of spicy strips is suitable for him, make some spicy strips for him tomorrow."
Uncle Lin even thought of hemiplegia and his face turned pale.
Is that really paralysis?
After hanging up the phone, Uncle Lin packed up some food from outside the house.
Jiang Yu: "I heard that he was hit by a cabinet under his waist and now he can't move. You have to go over and take care of me for a few days."
My waist was in pain for the past two days. I would break out in a sweat whenever I moved, even when I sat up.
Uncle Lin frowned. "Is it very minor? How did you get hurt?"
When he learned that as long as there was no ready-made gluten and bean skin, it could be made by mixing it with the spoiled sauce, Grandpa Jiang was immediately excited. He told Uncle Lin and we could just develop our own flavors and I would handle the previous work.
Uncle Lin got out of the car and saw that Mr. Wen looked serious with a frown on his face.
Jiang Yunzhou looked at Uncle Lin, and his mind went "boom" as Huang Zemin's words kept echoing in his head: "He's done! He's done!"
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