Chapter 162: 162: Stealing your dad’s heart

Author: Lishu

"Awesome, Ms. Liang." Jiang Xiuhe imitated her grandson's tone, "But, I didn't have some meat, are you sure it tastes good?"

Grandma Deng thought of something, and she went to the wooden house to get two sausages. Originally, the sausages were left for Deng Sha to eat on her birthday, but not much.

When she handed it to Liang Shuang, Liang Shuang refused: "Grandma, no need. If I can roast the vegetables to make the meat taste, it will be really amazing. Wait and try it."

Grandma Deng put it directly on the grill, and Liang Shuang picked it up again: "Don't grandma believe me?"

Grandma Deng shook her head.

"Believe me, please put it away quickly."

Liang Shuang said this, and Grandma Deng had to put the sausages in it.

Sa Guorui was going to school in the afternoon, and before departure, Wen Qixuan called him to enjoy the food together.

He understands this wave of operations.

When he returned to the village, he would build a stove in the wasteland with his friends, make a fire, and cook something with dilapidated tiles.

But Liang Shuang is undoubtedly an upgraded version.

Sa Guorui helped skewers of vegetables.

"Auntie, look for a very thin stone to wash, it can also be used as a pot." Sa Guorui said casually.

Liang Shuang: "You won't do it before."

The boy nodded honestly: "Well, sometimes grandma, I run out alone and always have to fill my stomach. I dig a small hole outside, pick some branches, pick some vegetables, and cook them. If I have good luck, I can still pick up eggs."

Wen Qixuan showed an incredible expression.

"How do you feel like you are surviving on a deserted island?" Wen Qixuan has watched such a scene on TV. Now, some anchors on the Internet will deliberately find a wilderness ridge to survive in the original way in order to attract attention.

Sa Guorui knew about surviving on a deserted island. He had seen it when the school organized a movie to watch.

"Yes, that's it, but I won't just dig things to eat in my neighbor's fields. What I eat is grown from the waste fields." Sa Guorui explained first.

Otherwise, when it was reported, the neighbors would think he was a thief. In the past, some villagers always threw vegetables at home.

[Xiao Sa, are you sure there is something to eat in the wasteland?]

【Don't explain, explanation is equal to concealment】

【I believe Xiao Sa’s words】

【Actually, it doesn’t matter if you dig a little bit of food】

【Isn’t the things made like this dirty?】

[Eat the dishes in the village directly, faster than what we have washed them repeatedly, do you understand?]

When talking about the word stealing, Liang Shuang asked casually: "Have you ever done stealing? Wen Qixuan, please tell me first."

Wen Qixuan was suddenly cue and was stunned for a moment.

He has done a lot of stealing things, but he said directly in the live broadcast room, it’s not good.

But I agree, my classmates are watching. Wouldn't it be even more embarrassing if someone stood up and said he was lying?

Is it better for a child to correct mistakes?

Wen Qixuan bit his lip and thought to himself: Who has never done bad things? Besides, he is still young.

"Yes, but that was before, but not now." The boy said truthfully.

"I was still young and ignorant at that time, and I will definitely not be able to do so in the future." He promised by the way.

"Guorui must have it, too." Then, Wen Qixuan turned the topic to Sa Guorui.

Before, Sa Guorui was even more bearish than himself.

Sa Guorui said in his heart: Retreat! Why do you two have to do with me in conversation? But it has been mentioned, and it wouldn't be good if you don't answer.

“Yes, not many.”

"Where are you?" Wen Qixuan asked Liang Shuang again.

I never thought I had done something about stealing.

Liang Shuang had an idea: "Yes, I stole your dad's heart."

Wen Qixuan pretended to do evil: "Ms. Liang, you are too astringent."

Jiang Xiuhe's face was more shocked than Wen Qixuan.

Sa Guorui covered his ears and dared not listen.

I heard that people in the city are open, is it so open?

【It must be Sister Shuang, Yong】

[This kind of words seemed to be said by Sister Shuang]

[What does it look like? It was said by her, but I don’t feel astringent when it comes out of her mouth. It’s very reasonable]

[It is so sweet that Mao has such a eldest son. I can't say such words to him]

Jiang Xiuhe choked and coughed: "It's great, it's live broadcast."

Liang Shuang never expected that a casual sentence was nicknamed by netizens as "Liang Shuang's body, and netizens were crazy about borrowing memes."

[Have you stole anything? I stole your heart]

[Have you stole anything? I stole your love]

【Have you stole something? I stole you】

[Have you stole anything? I stole your last name]

...

Some netizens even adjusted QR with their partner like this.

Later, everyone came to report the results.

[Just asked my boss, have you stole anything? He slapped his face nervously. I asked for a while and said that he stole the money from my wallet. Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

[Hahahahahaha, I'm so funny, don't try it easily, you have to find someone who understands the rustic love words, otherwise it will cause trouble for yourself]

[I called my partner and asked him if he had stolen anything. He told me that he had stolen a plan. Do I want to kill my relatives for the sake of justice and report him?]

[Don't ask anymore, you have to leave if you ask again]

【Ha ha ha ha】

Liang Shuang didn't expect that she was so disgusting. She was a carefree, enthusiastic, and careless person. How could she say such numb words?

It must have been damaged by the warm inflammation.

"Don't watch the show, do work." She gently pulled her son's wrist.

Grandma Deng smiled.

Family No. 1.

Zhao Feixue and Grandma Zhang cook.

Zhao Feixue is responsible for setting up firewood and Grandma Zhang cooks vegetables. In the village, Grandma Zhang's craftsmanship is well-known. During the Chinese New Year, Grandma Zhang will also help everyone steam buns.

I heard that when I was young, Grandma Zhang sold breakfast in the town, and later after she had a granddaughter, she closed the store.

"Grandma, Qin Qing's mother came back to tell us about her child's condition. She can better know the details after chatting in person." Zhao Feixue had just noticed that when Du Xiaoping said she was going back, Grandma Zhang was not very happy.

It should be a pity to travel expenses.

Grandma Zhang said embarrassedly: "I hope they will come back too. I haven't seen it for half a year, but the travel fee is several hundred..."

"I know, you don't have to worry. In addition to Qin Qing's situation, we also want to open a store for them in the town. I remember that you used to sell breakfast, so why didn't you let them continue to sell it? It's so convenient to go home."

"It's not profitable early, and not many people in the countryside are willing to eat outside early in the morning, and a bowl of porridge is solved." Grandma Zhang of course thought about it, but after comparing her income, she still asked her son and daughter-in-law to go out to work.

Zhao Feixue sighed: "I was not thinking carefully. In the afternoon, we took a walk around the town to see if there was any way to keep them where they were. The income was no less than working outside."

"You are really my benefactors." Grandma Zhang's voice trembled, "We will definitely repay you if we have the ability."

"Grandma, don't say that. Really, we are not trying to repay you, we just hope your family will be well." This is what Zhao Feixue said in his heart.
Chapter completed!