Chapter 88 Forgot to add salt to the buns

Zhou Chunhe went to the greenhouse, and Wang Xingquan came from directly in front. The so-called enemies were on a narrow road, but that was it.

Seeing Zhou Chunhe, Wang Xingquan turned his head from a distance and walked back.

"Wang Xingquan, why are you running away?" Zhou Chunhe quit. How dare this kid treat him as nothing?

Wang Xingquan bravely stopped and said, "Brother Chunhe."

Zhou Chunhe went up and circled around Wang Xingquan twice, "Not bad, you also know how to call me brother? You still have a long memory, why do you run away when you see me?"

"No, I remembered that my mother asked me to pull some green onions back." Wang Xingquan said.

"Oh, edit, keep editing." Zhou Chunhe looked at him. If it weren't for the land in the western suburbs, he would have given him a long memory.

"Brother, you smoke." Wang Xingquan saw that he couldn't hide, so he gave in and took out a cigarette.

Zhou Chunhe was not polite. He put a cigarette in his mouth and lit it, "Did you do something bad again?"

Wang Xingquan waved his hands repeatedly, "No, it's okay, brother, I've already changed it."

"Second Master, let's eat, just eat with the soup." Zhou Chunhe smiled.

"When did it happen?"

"And the second master's?"

"So, how can my Zhou Chunhe's daughter-in-law be that stingy person?" Zhou Chunhe lost no time in praising himself.

Zhou Chunhe came back and told Jiang Lu exactly what he said.

"Mom, I was just about to ask you to try these big meat-filled buns." Jiang Lu handed one over.

Zhou Chunhe added some more boiling water.

Mrs. Zhou smelled the aroma of steamed buns and walked over without hiding her desire to eat them.

Zhou Chunhe chuckled, "I know, my wife is a prosperous woman."

But he subconsciously glanced at the land on the left and right. Zhou Chunhe remembered clearly that the land belonged to Wang Jianguo.

"Don't you think that since you married your wife, your living standard has gone to the front of Wangjiaba Village?" the second master reminded.

"Second Master is a good man." Jiang Lu was extremely moved. Even this steamed bun could be praised by Second Master. He couldn't help but say that Second Master is a rare sober person in the world. Things given by others, regardless of whether they are good or bad, are all good.

Don't trample your thoughts, otherwise no one will send them to you again.

"What do you want to do?"

Mrs. Zhou stood and looked at her grandson for a while, then walked back holding half of the bun.

"Today I saw that boy Wang Xingquan acting sneaky, and I had a gut feeling that this boy had done something illegal again."

"Who says it's not delicious? Apart from being a little bland, everything else is perfect."

"Zhou Huang said your food doesn't taste good?"

"I'm really cooked by you." Mrs. Zhou blurted out these words without caring about her soft mouth now.

"According to what you say, I'm still high up."

"I still have some in the steamer," Jiang Lu said again.

"Really?" Zhou Chunhe originally asked casually, and it was half a joke. But now it seems that it was just a coincidence that a blind cat stumbled into a dead mouse.

Zhou Chunhe fell into deep thought. The second master always thought about him, and what he said today was not a joke, but rather a reminder to him.

"Mom, take two more to eat." Jiang Lu shouted.

"Really not." Wang Xingquan nodded vigorously.

Jiang Lu looked at his back running wildly like a big child, and really felt the vitality and vitality.

"I'll eat this tomorrow morning."

Zhou Chunhe picked up a bun, grabbed a handful, and was about to put it into his son's mouth.

Daughter-in-law, isn't it just for filial piety and practice speaking?

"Hey, Second Master, you lift her up so high?"

"I really don't want it anymore. Mom still wants to drink her own porridge to satisfy her appetite." Mrs. Zhou said.

Zhou Chunhe didn't ask any more questions and walked away.

In the evening, Jiang Lu finally steamed the big buns. When the buns came out of the pot, I didn't know how they tasted, but the smell of scallions and meat came out.

"Forget it. I'll make something else for you. This one doesn't taste good."

"How do you say this?"

Jiang Lu almost knocked him unconscious with a spatula, "You're trying to trick me with your strength. How old is Zhou Tian? Can you eat steamed buns?"

"Isn't the skin of this bun too thick? How much flour will be wasted?" Mrs. Zhou said distressedly while eating.

"It's okay, that's all." The second master stopped Zhou Chunhe who continued to add water.

When Zhou Chunhe heard Teacher Lin, he remembered meeting Wang Xingquan on the road, "Have you ever thought that someone deliberately framed Wang Jianguo's food?"

"Don't worry, I have the best solution for this kind of thing."

"Okay, bring me a message to Jiang Lu, saying that the buns are delicious and the second master ate them."

Jiang Lu seemed to realize something, picked up a bun and took a bite. Well, she seemed to have forgotten to add salt.

"Don't kill anyone." Jiang Lu warned.

"Second Master really said that?" Jiang Lu couldn't believe it.

"Chunhe, you have to be nice to your wife."

"It's salty." Erye vomited.

"Deduct it from your share." Jiang Lu said.

"The old lady is used to eating salty food. She can't eat this bland food. Don't take it to heart."

When he turned around again, there was no sign of Wang Xingquan, he had already disappeared.

"There is something wrong with the designation!" Zhou Chunhe confirmed extremely, but what can he do to a piece of land?

"Second Master, while you are eating, I will go back to eat."

"Why can't you eat it? You can also eat bad people, such a good thing." In Zhou Chunhe's impression, big meat buns are a delicacy that cannot be eaten during the Chinese New Year.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Zhou actually waved her hand, "That's enough, you can eat some more."

"I think it's more than that. Your daughter-in-law has a business acumen and a strategy. She can be a chief of staff in the future."

He believed that Wang Xingquan's reaction at this moment was instinctive, and body language was often more honest than his spoken words.

Jiang Lu was amused, "You and your mother are really different."

"Mom, I bought the flour myself." The implication is, don't just sit back and worry about it, otherwise I'll leave you.

"Every word is correct, every sentence is true." Zhou Chunhe swore.

The second master laughed and said, "I don't know whether it was possible in the past or in the future. You have to keep up with your wife's steps."

What should I do? I brought four of them to the second master. Now I was completely embarrassed.

Jiang Lu looked at his son and secretly vowed that when Zhou Tian grows up, he must let him eat decent food.

Jiang Lu picked up four and put them in a bowl, handed them to Zhou Chunhe, "Send them to the second master."

Zhou Chunhe struck first, took one, put it in his mouth, picked up the bowl and went out.

Jiang Lu was startled, "Why, do you have a clue?"

"Last time I saw him coming from the other side of Teacher Lin's house, but there was no conclusive evidence."

"Maybe that's too low."

"Whether it is available or not, you will know after you try it."

"A long time ago, before what happened to us."

"No, but Mom can't eat any of it."

In the second master's room, Zhou Chunhe was mixing the soup base. He poured a bowl of hot water and put in salt, monosodium glutamate, and chopped green onion in order.

"I don't take it seriously. It's really not delicious. I can't eat any of it." Jiang Lu said truthfully, "I planned to bring a few to Teacher Lin to try, but there's no need."

"Well, now it's interesting." The second master smiled and said with satisfaction, "Your wife is really willing to give up. Look, there is a lot of meat."

"That can't be done."

"Don't cripple anyone either."

"I am measured."

Although Zhou Chunhe is usually careless, he hates such scumbags who do things behind the scenes the most in his life, not to mention that the other party is Wang Xingquan. It is God's will that this kid falls into his hands again.
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