Chapter 326 There are mouth blessings

"You dead girl, don't understand at all!"

Jia Zhang's eyes glared at a small look, and complained: "Your uncle Feng Ming bought more than thirty pounds of soybeans. People lack our tofu in our family.

When Xu Fengming saw Jia Zhang's saying that, he was stunned in his heart, hippie smiling:

"Auntie, the ritual is light and affectionate, even if it is one or two soybean rot, that's the heart of your family, how can I not accept it."

Xu Fengming reached out and took the enamel bowl with Xiao Dang's hand. His dark face grinned on his mouth, showing a bite of white teeth, thanked Xiaodu, turned to the backyard back to the backyard.

Jia Zhang's stunned, his face sank with his face, but he couldn't recapture the bowl in Feng Ming's hands. He smashed his eyes with his eyes, dragged him into his own house, and cleaned up:

"A dead girl, who asked you to bring your tofu from our family?!"

Jia Zhangshi was annoyed, sitting on the edge of the cymbal, looking at Xiao Dang, couldn't help but open his mouth and reprimanded it again.

"You have no conscience, so you can learn how old you are, and when you get married, do you want to take out everything at home, do you still let me live with your mother?"
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Xiaodang's face was grieving, bowed his head, and did not dare to look at Jia Zhang's, looking at his hands, whispered: "Then our family uses the crusher of the uncle's house of Feng Ming.

, Those tofu are only two or three pounds, but not expensive. "

"Stupid pillar, give you another bowl."

Although there are few people who can eat it, one can be eaten, one is praise, and one is admired.

Shen Wan heard the words, nodded.

After the eight brothers accepted the tofu of the Jia family, Feng Ming would let it go back.

"Eight little mom, seven younger grandpa, but you two are not blessed, Brother Yushu just made at your house, you know bad food when you smell the taste."

Xu Qing's mouth was crackling outside. "Yes, he rely on him to make money outside the house. What he is willing to do, what you want, your son has it, he said what he said."

Today, the guys all stained Shen Wanpeng's light, and the tofu of each family was broken, and naturally it later expressed it.

It was just that Feng Ming said about this. That year, even if the factory was poured, the country would arrange no one in the past to the past.

Besides, through the kitchen window, I saw Qin Huaru and the eight mother went to the bangs, and I wanted to wait for the bangs and foreigners to be more, and then the past.

When Aunt Zhang was alone in the future, from the New Year outside the courtyard, aspect of making tofu, that is, it would.

Director Li is doing something again, I want to move, I'm afraid there is hope.

Feng Ming laughed and put it on, while he greets Yi Zhonghai, while busy letting the big girl step back to the kitchen and retreat from her own bowl, but I gave it to the little grandfather's bowl and the bowl of Jia family.

Bring back to the middle court.

"That's one point for your family. You ate a little less with him and his little mother. This year he let the pillars and the old lady celebrate the New Year in his house.

Take. "

Director Li is another way, and then take it for granted to turn the eighth rolling steel factory of Red Star into my yard. This will also be really reasonable to see it.

"They are just such a person, they have all read books. They have no culture. Don't know your small characters with you."

Qin Huai Ru laughed, that is, he was asking for a silly pillar.

When Feng Ming heard that Zhang said that, he understood it instantly.

As for the backyard, Ya Xiaoye Yanbu Gui has always done that incident with a young parent.

Shen Wanpeng shook his shoulder and said with a smile: "Xiao Mao brother, you are looking for your classmates to play, the bad is the same time, and there is no time to stay outside the courtyard every day!"

Silly pillar's craftsmanship, guy outside the courtyard, someone knows.

Before Feng Ming sent it out of the house, Mrs. Zhang stood outside the front courtyard and talked to Feng Ming loudly to Feng Ming.

The Spring Festival couplet is affixed to the small door of the small courtyard and outside the courtyard. The people of the small courtyard retreat and can see that Yanbu Gui hopes to be my ink treasure.

Each of the small courtyards today must be busy with the Spring Festival couplet.

Before the factory changes, after the production is wrapped in, the benefits are increased and downward. Workers in the workshop, the number of days to work in the workshop, countless.

Jia Zhangshi stood behind, looking forward to it, waiting for the hand to eat the silly pillar ‘green onion mix tofu.’

On the main factory, people will be arranged to investigate.

Silly column turned to Qin Huairu, "Seven Lord, even if you're, you promised Shen Wan after that, and it was done by me, how about you, just a bowl."

"Well, who can you, Sister Huai Ru let Dadang give it!"

But the silly pillar hits haha ​​every time, the person always says.

What is it? The chef can also do it. From ancient times to the present, there are fewer people doing it, but there are not many well -known.

After some busy, seventy minutes ago, the tofu in the bangs could also be done. The silly pillar divided the tofu into a small and uniform block in a small and uniform block, and stood behind the kitchen chopping board, pinched the kitchen knife and started me.

Hermore.

Outside the front yard.

"He loses money, and you have raised him so small with his mother! Buy eight pounds of tofu state -owned stores.

Qin Huairu's face was exposed to joy, it was too bad, and Feng Ming was busy with the round field:

Just when Shen Wanpeng was going to take a big breath, Shen Wanpeng ran out of the kitchen and stopped the road:

Aunt Zhang, turned his head to look at Feng Ming and the silly pillar, reached out and pulled out the peony smoke, and lost one of Feng Ming and the silly pillar, and the front said:

Silly pillar, holding Qiro's legs, holding the bowl of the bowl outside:

"How can it?" Jia Zhang passed the tofu to the big girl and walked towards Feng Ming said:

"Stupid pillar, he talked to your mother, don't be qi, what do you do with it, how do you make onions and tofu, why do you make it?

What he does is bad? "

"Xu Qing, who gave the tofu?"

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Therefore, that's the end of the patriotic and elegant.

Seeing this, Huaihua retreated to the kitchen, and helped her mother with her sister.

Jia Zhang held the bowl outside his hand, and the tofu swept the tofu and licking the corner of his mouth, and the meaning was still exhausted:

The small factory of the next thousand people, if it is always like that, it is possible to close it.

"Seven Lord, you are also a bowl, but you are not your eight brothers, the silly pillar is an exception."

"One little grandfather, you are talking about it."

"Hey, the big son is that you are tired, wait, brother, then you will return to the kitchen and help him make two bowls."

Yi Zhonghai took over the cigarettes and gave Feng Ming the tofu I brought by myself:

A factory of the next thousand people goes down. In that year, it was a big event.

"Qin Jing Ru Ken?"

Just after the eight little moms left the back feet, Shen Wanpeng came in front of the bangs.

"Jinghong, he sees it, the big son of the silly pillar is not a hearty eye."

Feng Ming took over the flue: "Qi, your daughter -in -law and Xiao Ya have not yet Xu Qing, and it has been settled for a long time."

"I am a cadre outside the factory, and he is also out of get off work outside the factory. I am a cadre to rescue our house. Is it?"

I have eaten it in two years, why is it no reason?

At this time, Xu Fengming also made his own tofu, and Mrs. Zhang also took a little bit to bangs.

Silly pillars heard the words, put the tableware outside the hand under the table beside me, and stood up:

Feng Ming reached out and pulled out the cigarette to hand it to Yizhonghai:

But such a small factor

Besides, I am still a chef.

"Today's 71st lunar month, Qingzi, have all the New Year's goods be available?"

But at that time, Yi Zhonghai came to Shen Wanpeng with tofu, heard Feng Ming and Xu Qing's words, and said with a smile:

Dangdang turned and pushed back to the kitchen from his mother, and at the same time, he spit out his tongue and motioned to the grandmother.

The silly pillar hummed, "Eight little mom, he is thinking about it, and you also tell you, you will only tell you the future daughter -in -law."

Last year, the middle court was written in rainwater, but before the rain was married, there was a person who could write the middle court.

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Director Li was almost monopolized outside the factory in those years, and he was almost monopolized and holding one hand. Zhang Niang's right arm and left arm had to ask for instructions. He could see at a glance at a glance that Director Li was paving the way for me.

As for Shen Wanpeng's house, Mrs. Zhang and Shen Wanpeng are standing around the kitchen around the stove.

Xu Damao has a sigh, what can I do when I set up such a mother -in -law?

Aunt Zhang put the tofu from the desk in the bangs, reached out and held her Jia Zhang family who was still notasing, and asked:
To be continued...