There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s

Mother Han 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 the point where he wanted to marry him 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 suffers from convulsions? When the couple wanted to make out, her head twitched, which scared her to death.

And her brother, his fist was as big as a dustpan, and his bones 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. It felt uncomfortable.

When Wang Jinzhi heard that his aunt proposed to leave, he felt excited for a while, but finally got angry. The man looked disgusting, and it would be better to die if he 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 to give blood sausage?"

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

"Have done it before."

Gu Changfeng replied with a smile. He went back to his hometown with his grandfather and was just in time to kill the New Year pig. It was very lively and interesting. He learned everything just by looking at it.

The smell of braised rabbit wafted out 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.

"Xinyue, you can watch the meat being cooked. You can do whatever you want."

Zheng Chengbao came into the house with a pot 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 stunned and looked at her sister stupidly. What accent did 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 penetrated 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 so beautiful in her heart. It felt so 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 very 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.

"It smells so good."

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

In the room, Zheng Chengbao was being fed by his sister, eating meat and steamed buns. Outside, Gu Changfeng smelled the aroma and couldn't eat. He stood up straight and looked into the room. He saw that his brother was treated differently from outsiders.