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Seven hundred and sixtieth chapters have their own habits

"Old Xu, do you really need to arrange other accommodation for Sister Song?" Xiuzhi asked after arranging accommodation for her father-in-law and Song Jiaoying.

"No, you haven't seen Secretary Song care about that beautiful bed. That bed is from Qingzhong. It's rare to be preserved so well." Xu Lingjun said casually.

"Oh, I don't mean that. I mean~ just pretend to be stupid!" Xiuzhi pinched Xu Lingjun and said.

"Haha, don't worry about Xiuzhi, each person has his own way of living." Xu Lingjun knew that this would happen, but each person has his own way of living, so why bother with so many things?

How could Xu Lingjun not know what Xiuzhi meant? In Xiuzhi's opinion, it would be too unreasonable if it was not a couple who were just like that. Besides, how old father-in-law is, how old Sister Song is, how could she do it? How could Sister Song agree?

Xiuzhi even forgot that she and Xu Lingjun are different. If it weren't for the special fate, they could have been a family all the way. Uh~ How could they become husband and wife? But fate is so magical. Xiuzhi now feels that she is so happy and is willing to be Xu Lingjun's young worker and a crazy girl.

Similarly, Song Jiaoying's feelings for Xu Jingyou were also very complicated. He was grateful at first, but later he was impressed by Xu Jingyou's temperament and was willing to be the unknown woman behind him.

"Old Xu, do you have other thoughts when you have money?" Xiuzhi suddenly looked at Xu Lingjun vigilantly and said. People have said that I have any kind of children. Xu Lingjun is so open-minded. Who knows if you have any ideas?

What's wrong with her age? You haven't seen her father-in-law as old as she has other thoughts. Her husband is in good health. The troubles of yesterday night made her legs weak in the middle of the morning.

"Stop making trouble for Xiuzhi. Even if you can fall in love with me, even if I have accumulated great virtue in my previous life, I will have no other thoughts." Xu Lingjun said hurriedly.

Speaking of which, this guy is getting more and more happy with his wife, and this man has to be enlightened. If Xu Lingjun in his previous life had such a good idea, he would have been a bachelor even after traveling through time.

"Hmph~ Be careful. If you dare to have other thoughts, I will take you~" Xiuzhi made a scissors hand movement, and her vicious look was quite cute.

"Old Xu~ This bed is simply amazing." Song Jiaoying sat on the show bed and loved it so much. She even shook her body hard, and a pleasant ringtone suddenly came. It was so romantic.

Lao Xu, this old Xu is not the other old Xu, and this person is of course the real old Xu Xu Jingyou.

"This bed should have been two hundred years, and it is rare to preserve it so completely." Xu Jingyou held a pipe in one hand and touched the Wither on the bed with the other hand and sighed.

He felt more and more that Xu Lingjun was like his father, and he also liked this kind of old object, and his style was very old. He was left by his ancestors at the moment, and his mentality was older than that of him, the old man.

"Two hundred years? I have to feel it tonight. Are you going to sleep on that hard kang?" Song Jiaoying asked with a flash of eyes.

As a woman! Even if you know that you will become the woman behind him, you will still have some expectations.

Song Jiaoying was not expecting any result. She knew very well what it meant to get married in Damei. She knew that this was the main house of the Xu family, and what kind of treatment would it be to live in this main house.

"I'm not stupid, I can't get used to that kang." Xu Jingyou was not stupid either. Song Jiaoying has always been very sensible. Ying Jiang's style is like this, and the interests are above everything else.

Getting married? Haha~ Although Xu Jingyou has been looking for a successor, he will not let go when he has not gone. As for Song Jiaoying, he can give a rich life or a illusory promise.

What kind of traditions are like? Xu Jingyou himself is a person who is unruly. He was able to go to Damei against his father, but now he still cares about the trivial matter of who to sleep with in the main house.

"Old Xu, you really make this!" Xiuzhi said in embarrassment as she looked at the new dish.

It's dinner time, and it's the first time to cook for my father-in-law. Xiuzhi was so embarrassed. She thought Xu Lingjun was joking, but her husband really asked her to cook for her father-in-law according to the method of the ranch.

"Don't worry, dad eats it lightly. Just steam the fish, add some green onion and ginger, and order a little soy sauce. Boil the vegetables in water and it's done. Speaking of which, it's actually quite convenient for them to eat like this." Xu Lingjun pointed out Xiuzhi to make her father-in-law's meal.

It’s very simple. Just make it according to the fat-reducing meals in later generations. Boil the vegetables or just grow them. Cut some boiled beef, add some canned meat from their factory, and add some tomato sauce.

"It's all good things, can it be delicious if you make it like this?" Xiuzhi muttered, but her husband couldn't do anything about it. As Xu Lingjun said, each person has one habit. Now Xiuzhi affirms her husband's statement, that is, rich people have quirks.

"Lingjun, look at how the lamb chops are stewed." Mrs. Chang opened the lid of the pot and asked with a little inaccurate look. It's not that Mrs. Chang's sister-in-law can't cook, but Xu Lingjun's mutton is delicious, and others can't make the same technique.

"Let me see!" Xu Lingjun took a quick piece and poked the meat a few times.

"Please have a little more meal! The stewed lake is so good, Uncle Wang can bite it. Sister Chang, leave this to me, just go and make noodles! I will fry the sauce by the way." Xu Lingjun first considered the taste of his elders when cooking. After all, Mr. Wang is old, even if he is in good health, he can't keep up with his teeth, so the stew is soft and delicious.

"Okay, then I'll roll out the noodles." Mrs. Chang responded and went out hurriedly.

She is becoming more and more satisfied with Xu Lingjun, the owner. Let’s not talk about the members of the clothing processing factory. Their family is now working in the canning factory. Not only are they divided into dormitories, but they are also friends. How can you not be grateful to Xu Lingjun!

Speaking of the family, it seems that the family is biased. The Chang family gave birth to three children. Of course, the eldest son inherited his father's business and went west with Li Niu. The second son died when he was two or three years old. Things are unpredictable. The medical treatment at that time was indeed not good. Each family had several children, and it was normal to die in the middle.

So the last young man, the third brother, became their hearts. They originally wanted to join the army, but the child was not in good health since childhood. Later, he went to the countryside and became an unemployed vagrant like everyone else.

There are a large number of young people going to the countryside now, and it is really difficult to find a job. Fortunately, Xu Lingjun helps, otherwise it would be really difficult to deal with!

"Lingjun, what are you eating today? Wow! Fried noodles! Stewed lamb, this one is good!" Meng Guangqin, this guy, came to have a meal again. Since his daughter moved into Siheyuan, he started his journey of making a meal using the excuse of seeing her daughter.

At the beginning, this guy was a little embarrassed, but then he simply let go and was very shameless.

"Brother Meng, you are really good at rushing. When will your sister-in-law come back? You are almost bachelor." Xu Lingjun teased.

"Hi! We are both in one day and not one day, so it's hard to touch one piece. Hey? What are you cooking? How do you eat it when you cook it in water?" Qingshuicai next to Meng Guangqin asked in confusion.

"My dad is here, he tastes light, so he made it for him." Xu Lingjun patted the guy's hand, reaching out tomatoes and said.

"Ah? Uncle is here! This taste is uh, I can't enjoy it." Meng Guangqin knew some bad food and shook his head and said.
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