Chapter 9
Touching her younger brother's little head, she walked into their kitchen. The kitchen is actually separated by simple wooden boards. No, let alone, natural gas, electromagnetic circuits and the like.

Now most of them are electric bellows, or manual...

This simple kitchen made Tang Weiyu face a difficult situation. On a large chopping board, there were some bottles and cans, which presumably were seasonings. She knew how to cook, and she cooked well. In fact, a young lady like her would have Even if her ten fingers don't touch the spring water, she is afraid of roughing her carefully cared hands.

However, the reason why I learned these things at that time was simply because Dewey was a gourmet, he had an unusually keen sense of food, and he had a very picky mouth. She has learned some, especially his favorite Chinese food. The taste can be compared with those made by people in some big hotels, because she spent a lot of money to invite some senior chefs to teach her how to cook.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help laughing at herself.

In fact, she was too self-righteous, saying that if she wants to grab a man's heart, she must first grab his stomach.However, if this man doesn't love you at all, let alone the man's stomach, even the hem of his clothes, you don't even want to grab half of it.

However, for the first time, she felt helpless for these outdated kitchen supplies, and besides, her small body was not as tall as the stove.

Forget it, just do whatever you want.She found the vat of their home decoration.However, the face inside has bottomed out, no, it's gone.I looked for rice again, but it was gone.This is without food.

And the pigs are still hungry.

She came out, and Zhuzhu sat obediently on the stool, even putting his hands on his calves, his eyes flashed with joy when he saw her coming out.

She came over and took Zhuzhu's little hand, "Zhuzhu, go out with sister."

"Okay." Zhuzhu nodded obediently, and followed his sister who was not much older than him with his short legs. His little hand was held by another little hand. His hands are broken, and he still smiles at him, and he no longer hits him.

He didn't know what was going on, but he liked such a sister.

He hoped that his sister would never change back. Tang Weiyu knocked on the door next door to her own. She remembered that the family was very good, and the family was better than theirs. Moreover, they also raised two cows. The most important thing, this The mistress of the family has a very good temper. When she was young, she would send some meals to them who didn't take care of them. However, she ate all the good things because of her age.

At that time, Zhuzhu would wait pitifully for her mother to come back. Thinking of herself at that time, she really felt ashamed.

She really can be private.

She thought that she had forgotten all her memories of her childhood, and only remembered the glamorous and beautiful life of a princess in the Fu family, but now she realized that some things were all imprinted in her mind and never changed.

She knocked on the door of the house.bang bang.

"Who is it?" Soon, the door opened, and a middle-aged woman in her 40s came out. She was fat, with a slightly square face and hair like wool. At that time, in this era, she was very popular.

When the woman saw them, she smiled and showed her white teeth.

"What's the matter, Xiao Yu, by the way, there are also pigs." The woman bent down and rubbed Tang Jie's hair. Tang Jie seemed a little scared, and he was behind Tang Weiyu, but soon, a small Head, smiling shyly at the woman.

(End of this chapter)

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