Zila
Wang Weiguo poured the fat pork into the pot.
Soon, the kitchen was filled with the fragrance of pork fat.
Lard from the sixties. For some reason, it was fragrant!
Wang Weiguo, who wasn't hungry at first, felt very hungry!
Wang Weiguo had fused his memories, so he could be considered a kitchen helper.
In terms of cooking, even if he couldn't compare to Silly Pillar, he was still pretty good.
He took out the flour beside him and poured it into a basin.
Then, he added some water and began to stir.
"Wang Weiguo!"
Qin Huairu suddenly said.
"We agreed that I would make you some handmade noodles.”
"You rest at the side, let me do it!”
The way the beautiful woman looked at Wang Weiguo had changed.
Qin Huairu came to Wang Weiguo's side.
She had been a fitter in the rolling mill for three years and was still an apprentice fitter.
When it came to work, he was a slippery person who didn't work hard.
However, she was good at housework.
Since Qin Huairu was willing to help, Wang Weiguo did not stop her.
"Hehe, it seems like Qin Huairu knows.”
"If you want your own fat pork, you have to do things for yourself.”
Qin Huairu sat down and made some handmade noodles. Wang Weiguo did not go to the side to rest.
Instead, he continued to cut the meat.
He cut the lean meat into strips and cooked the noodles later.
In the iron pot in front of him, the fat pork had already been boiled into a lot of pork fat.
The fragrance made Qin Huairu gulp.
"It smells so good!"
"Wang Weiguo definitely can't finish it by himself.”
"Since he wants me to pay the price, he gave me fat pork.”
"So what if I give it to him?"
"Anyway, I've already kept myself chaste for the Jia family for three years.”
"For the Jia family, I have always done my best.”
"It can be considered as letting down the Jia family."
"But what about the Jia family?"
"Whether it's Jia Zhangshi or Jia Dongxu, they don't treat me as a family.”
"They often beat and scold me. They eat whatever they want and don't give me any.”
"Since they don't treat me as a member of the Jia family, why should I continue to be a widow for their family?”
Actually, Qin Huairu had this thought for a long time.
However, she had been suppressing herself.
He had been suppressing it very well.
But today, she looked at the fragrant pork in the pot and smelled the fragrance of pork fat.
From the corner of his eyes, he saw Wang Weiguo's handsome face and tall figure.
Thinking about how fast Wang Weiguo was previously, one could imagine how good his physique was.
In addition, if Wang Weiguo wanted meat, he had to pay the price.
Qin Huairu's mind loosened up like a flood that had burst through a dam.
Second Uncle, who lived in the backyard not far from Wang Weiguo, had already returned with First Uncle.
Their family soon smelled the fragrance of pork fat.
"It smells so good!"
"It's so late. Who's still boiling pork fat?”
"It seems to be Wang Weiguo's house."
"Xu Damao set up two tables tonight, but he didn't come to eat.”
"In the end, I still don't know what he said to Lou Xiao'e.”
"Speaking of which, Xu Damao was supposed to have a bridal chamber with Lou Xiao'e tonight!”
"In the end, I fell into a shit pit. This is really…"
Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu couldn't help but think.
He could totally do it for the nuptial chamber!
Second Uncle sensed the intention in their words.
He slapped the two of them.
"You two brats, what are you thinking?”
"Your father is the Second Master of the courtyard. You can't embarrass me!”
Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu looked embarrassed and embarrassed as they hurriedly explained.
"Dad, we don't mean anything else.”
"Yes, yes. I just smelled the fragrance of pork fat in Wang Weiguo's house and was a little hungry.”
"Yes, Dad! She had waited for so long for Xu Damao's two tables at night. And the amount is too little."
"My stomach is still flat and I haven't eaten my fill yet.”
"Dad, why don't we cook an egg to eat now?"
Before Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu could finish, Second Uncle Liu Haizhong slapped them.
"You two brats. You don't do anything all day long, but you still want my eggs?”
Liu Haizhong believed that a stick would make a filial son, so he would either beat or scold his two sons.
At this moment, he felt that slapping was not enough. He picked up the feather duster beside him and ruthlessly taught his two sons a lesson.
In the middle court, Aunt Yi looked at Grandpa One's dirty pants and shoes and complained.
Seeing Yi Zhonghai take out five yuan and say that it was Lou Xiao'e's compensation, he immediately laughed.
"This Lou Xiao'e sure knows how to cause trouble.”
"These pants and shoes can still be worn after washing.”
"It's equivalent to getting five yuan for nothing."
They soon smelled the fragrance of pork fat.
"It smells so good!"
"It's so late, and the fragrance comes from the backyard.”
"It can't be Xu Damao, Second Uncle's family, or the Deaf Old Lady's family.”
"Then it can only be Wang Weiguo's family.”
"I heard that this kid likes Lou Xiao'e very much. Now, Lou Xiao'e has become Xu Damao's wife.”
"Does he not plan to live a good life in the future?”
Next door, at the Jia residence.
Jia Zhangshi, Jia Dongxu, and the stick reporter couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
"It smells so good!"
"Qin Huairu, that jinx, why hasn't she returned with the pork?”
"Is she sincerely trying to starve us to death?”
"Nainai, I'm so hungry. I want to eat meat!”
Jia Zhangshi rubbed the stick on her head."My good grandson, wait a little longer. Your mother should be back with the meat soon.”
Jia Dongxu frowned and muttered,"
"Damn Qin Huairu, why hasn't she returned after so long?
"Don't tell me you're doing it with Wang Weiguo?”
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