Zhuang Jianhui raised his foot and gave it to Lin Zida.

Although Lin Zida was chubby, he was actually quite nimble. He could easily avoid it by taking a step back.

This bowl of egg fried rice is, without exaggeration, the most delicious egg fried rice Zhuang Jianhui has ever eaten in his life.

The huge frustration caused by the differences in fried rice techniques was actually cured by the delicious food after he took two bites of rice.

At this moment, Zhuang Jianhui realized firsthand why Wei Shanshan used to post some posts on WeChat Moments saying "desserts heal a good mood".

He ate so happily that his posture while cooking was just like Uncle Zhang holding a bowl of rice at the door.

The bowls at Xue Yuantong's house are small bowls, and they are evenly divided between Zhuang and Lin, so they are extremely small.

Half a bowl of rice was finished quickly, and Zhuang Jianhui was still unsatisfied.

He and Lin Xiaopang looked at each other, and finally, Zhuang Jianhui put forward tactfully: "That's right, you should know that I have been setting up a stall recently, so I want to learn..."

He hasn't finished the rest of his words yet.

Xue Yuantong held the bowl and declined politely: "You can't learn, you have no talent."

"Uh..." Zhuang Jianhui was stunned.

He added: "I think my talent is pretty good."

Xue Yuantong: "People with good talent don't need to learn. I studied it myself."

The corners of Zhuang Jianhui's eyes moved, and the arrogance in his heart rose. He wanted to blurt out: 'I gave the old master twenty thousand a month, and I can give you two hundred thousand a month to study.'

When the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

Zhuang Jianhui knew that Jiang Ning was not an ordinary person. After experiencing the setback after being hospitalized, his mood changed greatly.

Do not rely on power and act arbitrarily, otherwise you will suffer retribution.

He thought to himself: 'Don't use money to insult others.'

"Okay." Zhuang Jianhui was disappointed.

He asked Lin Zida to leave.

Carrying his rice bowl, he walked on the dirt road leading to the farmhouse and asked Lin Zida: "Little Fatty, what do you think Shu Yan would think if he tasted the fried rice just now?"

Lin Zida thought for a moment: "Is the favor increased?"

Speaking of this, he looked at Zhuang Jianhui. He was about to hear the sound of his good brother's plan.

Zhuang Jianhui nodded: "Try it."

Lin Zida: "What to try?"

"Reproduction."

Zhuang Jianhui's eyes were sharp: "I heard that some chefs can tell the raw materials and seasonings just by using their tongues after tasting the dishes."

Lin Zida was surprised: "You can?"

This bullshit is too exaggerated!

Zhuang Jianhui smiled faintly, as confident as ever and in control of everything in the world.

While Lin Zida was speculating, Zhuang Jianhui took a look at the rice bowl and saw that there was a small amount of fried rice left in the bowl.

Zhuang Jianhui nodded: "I have a chef to tell me the difference."

Lin Zida: "Bull."

He was surprised not only by Zhuang Jianhui's operation, but also by how he could restrain himself from leaving the fried rice. Lin Zida looked down at his reflective bowl and fell into deep thought: 'Is this the love of young people?'

…

After breakfast, Chu Chu was responsible for washing the dishes.

When she finished washing the pots and dishes and returned to the door, she saw the warm winter sunlight falling on the earth. In front of the wall next to the door, there were two wooden lounge chairs, one for each of Jiang Ning and Tongtong, and a shelf in the middle.

Small wooden table.

Xue Chuchu: ‘Okay.’

"I went home to study." Xue Chuchu said.

Xue Yuantong patted the armrest of the wooden chair. A soft blanket was placed under her small body. Just by looking at it, you could tell how comfortable she was lying down.

She said: "Go ahead, don't study too hard."

Xue Chuchu left.

Jiang Ning watched her figure go away, and suddenly felt that Chu Chu and Tongtong must have endured a certain amount of pressure in making friends. After all, who has a friend who plays games every day, doesn't study well, and has very good grades, I guess she feels a little helpless in her heart.

'Fortunately, I don't study either.' Jiang Ning thought.

He and Tongtong continue to enjoy the winter sunshine. This is the cheapest and most precious thing in the world. Money cannot buy it.

"The bungalow is a lot more desolate," Jiang Ning said.

Today Uncle Zhang went to slaughter pigs, Uncle Tang went to sell vegetables from his greenhouse, and Teacher Qian went to visit relatives.

Xue Yuantong suddenly said: "Jiang Ning, did you know? Dongdong is about to go on winter vacation!"

Jiang Ning Yile: "Hey, are you back for a limited time?"

Ever since he set up the ghost array during the summer vacation, Dongdong and his grandma moved away and fled. Jiang Ning thought they would never come back.

Jiang Ning was confused: "How did you know?"

Xue Yuantong was proud: "Humph, who am I? I am the master of the river dam!"

"Isn't their house haunted?" Jiang Ning wondered.

Xue Yuantong was very sure: "Winter is coming? The ghost must be frozen to death, and Dongdong will definitely come back!"

Jiang Ning still didn't quite believe it.

When Xue Yuantong was speaking harshly, a small truck suddenly drove up from the west of the bungalow. With the roar of its engine, it drove across the land in front of the door, stirring up bursts of dust.

Jiang Ning flicked his palms to brush off all the dust so as not to disturb him and Tongtong.

Xue Yuantong quickly looked at the pickup truck and found a familiar figure inside, it was Bi Yue!

So I was surprised: "I haven't seen her for several days."

Jiang Ning's consciousness scanned the inside of the truck, which was full of various electrical appliances, clothes, and daily necessities with traces of use.

He understood: "Let's move to Heba."

Then he said: "Don't you want to watch the excitement?"

Xue Yuantong grabbed a handful of melon seeds and said, "Let's go."

The two of them walked slowly to the east end of the bungalow.

Sure enough, I saw Bi Yue and the truck driver unloading furniture. After a while, after unloading everything, the driver restarted the minivan and drove away.

Bi Yue's dress was as beautiful as usual, but amidst the beauty, there was also a hint of loneliness that was not easy to detect.

Xue Yuantong asked: "Sister, why are you wearing old clothes?"

She remembered that Bi Yue rarely wore the same clothes.

Bi Yue's face darkened and he said nothing.

Since her father was arrested, all the family's property has been frozen, and even the large flat where she lives in the city has been confiscated. Now she only has a bungalow to live in.

Xue Yuantong didn't feel embarrassed. She looked it over and asked, "Sister, where is your Porsche?"

Bi Yue's face turned even darker and she just focused on moving her luggage.

Xue Yuantong asked again: "Sister, why don't you spend money to find someone to help you move your things?"

Bi Yue was on the verge of breaking out, and Jiang Ning deliberately blamed him: "Tongtong, why are you just poking someone's sore spot? It's just that his father is in jail and the family's money has been confiscated."

Xue Yuantong immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, sister."

Bi Yue couldn't hold it any longer, she screamed angrily: "Get out of here!"

…

Xue Yuantong regretfully returned home. On the way, he passed Teacher Qian's house and saw a mother-in-law about 50 years old, sitting on a wicker chair and studying her smartphone.

Xue Yuantong knew that she was Teacher Qian's wife.

Teacher Qian is a teacher who is stingy, caressing, taking advantage, and unkind.

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But at home, Teacher Qian is very powerful and always sticks to his word.

So Granny Qian is usually more cautious, but she also has the stinginess of Teacher Qian.

I remember that Granny Qian's noodles were moldy before. She thought it would be a pity to throw them away, so she steamed them into steamed buns. As a result, she steamed too much and couldn't finish it, so for the first time, she divided some among the bungalows.

Xue Yuantong's family also received some information. She wanted to eat it at that time, but Aunt Gu, who was very experienced, stopped her daughter and said, "My eldest sister was so stingy before, and now she suddenly sends steamed buns. I'm afraid it's not a good thing."

Sure enough, Granny Qian became a blockbuster even if she didn't make a sound!
To be continued...