There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s

Chapter 332 Getting carried away

“Huh? Are you leaving now?”

　 Han Mu was still surprised that Wang Daling let her go? Is this a blind date?

Han Wenqiang glanced at Wang Jinzhi with nostalgia. The look just now made him feel itchy to this day, and he wanted to marry him back and raise him well.

As for the beautiful girl next door, no matter how good-looking she is, who would dare to marry her if she has convulsions? When the couple wanted to make out, her head twitched, which scared her to death.

There was also her brother, whose big fist was like a dustpan, and the bones in his body would have been broken when he hit him.

 “Don’t go! I just came here and the sweat on my body hasn’t gone away yet!”

Han Wenqiang bared his big buck teeth and gave Wang Daling a flattering smile. He didn't want to leave because he had to get a wife back. He would lie in bed alone every day and midnight, which was an uncomfortable feeling.

Wang Jinzhi felt excited when he heard that his eldest aunt proposed to leave, but finally turned yellow. The man looked disgusting. It would be better to die if she married him.

 Listening to Zheng Chengbao's loud and masculine voice next door, her heart flew to the Zheng family.

 “Hey, Changfeng, I didn’t expect you could give blood sausage?”

Zheng Chengbao looked at Gu Changfeng with admiration. He was a big factory director. He was proficient in killing pigs and was proficient in everything.

 “Have done it before.”

Gu Changfeng replied with a smile. He and his grandfather returned to his hometown and were catching up with the New Year pig slaughter. It was very lively and interesting. He learned everything just by looking at it.

The scent of braised rabbit wafted from the door. Gu Changfeng stood up and looked into the room. Everything the little girl did smelled so good. Smelling the smell, his stomach started to sing about the empty city.

“Xinyue, you can watch the meat being cooked, and you can do whatever you want.”

Zheng Chengbao came into the house carrying a basin of unloaded wild boar meat and called his sister happily. He could make the whole family eat meat and feel happy even if they were tired.

 “Okay, just take a look!”

Zheng Xinyue replied playfully to her brother with a Beijing accent. Zheng Chengbao was dumbfounded and looked at her sister stupidly. What kind of accent does her sister have?

Zheng Xinyue quietly stuck out her tongue, and it was over. She got carried away and exposed her tail.

“Third brother, try the braised rabbit meat I made.”

In order to distract the third brother, Zheng Xinyue opened the lid of the big pot, and suddenly the aroma filled the room went straight into her nose. Just as the soup was almost dry, there was a sizzling sound in the pot, and the steamed buns were steaming. it's time to.

Zheng Xinyue picked up a piece of fragrant rabbit meat with her chopsticks and brought it to the third brother's mouth with a smile.

“Wow, it smells so good, Xinyue, who did you learn this craft from?”

Zheng Chengbao bit into the shredded rabbit meat and it was so hot that he jumped up and down, but he couldn't bear to spit it out and chewed it vigorously. The fragrance in his mouth made people want to swallow it all in, and he gave his sister a thumbs up to praise him. , thinking to himself, whoever marries his sister in the future will simply marry an imperial cook, which will be a blessing!

 “Third brother, this is meat, anyone can cook it and it will be delicious!”

Zheng Xinyue raised her beautiful little chin when she was praised. Although she was modest in her mouth, she was very beautiful in her heart. It felt very good to be praised.

“If my sister-in-law makes it, it won’t be as delicious as this.”

Zheng Chengbao swallowed the rabbit meat and smacked his mouth reluctantly. Hearing what his sister said, he curled his lips in disgust and brought out his sister-in-law for comparison. The roe deer meat she cooked last time was unpalatable.

 “Third brother, try the steamed buns I steamed.”

Zheng Xinyue broke off a piece of steamed bun and handed it to the third brother's mouth like a treasure.

 “Fragrant, so fragrant.”

Zheng Chengbao smelled the aroma of steamed buns and sniffed hard. If he could eat white-flour steamed buns every day, he would live ten years shorter.

Zheng Chengbao was being fed by his sister with mouthfuls of meat and steamed buns inside the house. Outside the house, Gu Changfeng couldn't eat because of the smell. He stood up straight and looked into the house. He saw that his brother was treated differently from outsiders.

 (End of this chapter)