Jian Yu nodded and hugged Ding Yiyu's shoulder: "I'll tell you something."
Ding Yiyu was dragged away by Jian Yu with a suspicion.
Bai Yue looked at her with a smile. After a while, Ding Yiyu suddenly turned his head to look at her, his eyes full of confusion, shock, and suddenly...
Various complex expressions intertwined Ding Yiyu's face, and finally he patted Jian Yu's back hard.
"I'll just say that, it's scary." Ding Yiyu showed no mercy and almost vomited blood by the filming of Jian Yu: "It's fine if you say you want to find someone three years older, but you are in your thirties.
I didn't fall asleep last night. I closed my eyes and saw you breaking your father's legs..."
"Not to be," Jian Yu smiled and said, "This is a marriage given by my grandfather. My father dared not to break my legs. Besides, my family is very fond of her. We had a conflict before, so I had it all.
I knelt for a few nights to the ancestral hall.”
"Miss Bai is quite beautiful. She is an idea-friendly person. You can tell that she has a good relationship with you." Ding Yiyu could finally say sincerely: "When you get married, you must call me for a wedding."
"That's natural." Jian Yu responded with his mouth, looking at Zhuo Yuqi's body on the ground from the corner of his eyes: "Don't think too much, you have done your best, and the rest..."
Ding Yiyu is a very loyal person, otherwise he would not have detoxified Lianxin and put himself in danger without considering it. Jian Yu was not worried about it, but was worried that he would lose money and seek revenge on Zhuo Yuqi.
Jian Yu said: "Don't think of avenging her. Senior Bai is Yue'er's uncle. Except for being gentle and kind in front of Yue'er, it is really hard to mess with at other times."
Ding Yiyu, who witnessed Shirakawa's end of the slaughter of the half-loin, said seriously: "I know, I'm not blind."
Xie Pingsheng and Mango still arrived at the kitchen that day, which was very quiet and still looked like that day.
"Ele.me?" Xie Pingsheng said: "I know how to cook too. Do you want to put a bowl of noodles for you? You haven't eaten it tonight."
No matter when and no matter what the situation, eating is always a topic that people can relax.
Mango said, "You didn't eat it either."
To be precise, no one ate tonight, and others just drank a few sips of tea. Later they all discovered that the so-called golden lotus petals are actually the wings of golden balls. They were all disgusting for a long time. No wonder Dahua chased after him so excitedly.
Want to eat.
Xie Pingsheng touched his stomach and smiled and said, "It seems that I'm a little hungry, too."
He opened the cabinet in the corner and said, "That's right, I'll make more and we'll eat together."
If you want Jian Yu, it is very difficult for him to independently complete the things from kneading dough to rolling noodles, to boiling noodles under water, adding oil, salt and eggs, because Jian has never had the opportunity to go to the kitchen to observe and study since he was a child.
These.
But Xie has a different life, and the poor children have become the family as soon as possible.
Mango saw that although Xie Pingsheng was a little unfamiliar, he poured water and dough without any obstacles, cut green onions, meat and beat eggs, forgot what he wanted to say, and opened his mouth and said, "You really do it."
"Of course I can do it." Xie Pingsheng rolled up his sleeves: "Do you think I am a young man born in a wealthy family? My life experience is much worse than you."
When it comes to Biser, Xie Pingsheng felt that he could fight most people.
Although Mango's life experience is pitiful, it is very ordinary. Although it is pitiful, but pitiful and uninnovative. But he is different.
Mango was a little suspicious. She knew that Xie Pingsheng was not really Qiu Wanwan's male favorite, and that they were both false in the middle of the night talks that the two nights were talking, so she didn't know that Xie Pingsheng didn't believe her.
I don’t know if I should believe Xie Pingsheng.
Xie Pingsheng doesn't care whether she believes it or not. While kneading the dough, she said: "My mother died of dysfunction when she gave birth to me. Since childhood, my father and I depended on each other. When I was in my teens, he passed away, and I was alone.
Life, washing and cooking, raising chickens and ducks, there is nothing I can’t do at home.”
When Mango heard this, he didn't think Xie Pingsheng made it up, because it was too ordinary. What's the point of making it up?
"But." Xie Pingsheng changed his style: "Just last year, someone suddenly wanted to kill me, and then I suddenly realized that my father was pretending to die and his coffin was empty."
Mango: "Ah?"
Xie Pingsheng said again: "After I found him, I found out that my mother was not dysfunctional in the past, she was killed by my father. After giving birth to me, she was killed."
Mango: "Ah?"
Xie Pingsheng continued: "Those who want to kill me were also sent by my father. When he saw that he was exposed, he arrested me and his friends with me very good relationships. He knew that she had a fiancé,
He also used a knife to hold it around his neck to force us to get married.”
Mango's mind was no longer able to turn around at this time.
She even believed that Xie Pingsheng's life experiences were not compiled, so how could he compiled them so tortuous and bizarre and unreasonable?
Xie Pingsheng took a knife and cut a ball of dough, and said calmly: "Later, he took me to the snow mountain and wanted to force me to find a treasure for him. I used some tricks and tricked him into a cave filled with gunpowder...
Later, the cave collapsed and I left the snow-capped mountain alone."
Xie Pingsheng pinched the face in his hand and looked at Mango: "You said, what are the things you have experienced compared to me?"
Mango thought about it seriously for a while and had to say, "It's really nothing."
"I'm not living well." Xie Pingsheng raised his hands and fell, and the noodles were one by one: "Sometimes, although it seems desperate, it is not a dead end at all. As long as the heart goes out, people can overcome this
Kan.”
Although it is not very moral, if someone is sad and sad, if another more miserable person appears, in comparison, it will seem that he is not that miserable or so sad.
Mango was magically soothed, and she slowly got up and sat by the stove: "I'll make a fire."
Xie Pingsheng didn't say anything anymore. There was only the sound of cutting vegetables and the sound of raising fire in the kitchen. Soon, the water boiled, and the noodles were put down.
Xie Pingsheng is indeed skilled, it is better than mango. Two bowls of noodles are placed on the table with a few large pieces of meat on it.
Xie Pingsheng once again sighed: "If there were so many meats at my doorstep, I could make 200 bowls. Every time I ate noodles at his house, I would like to open a beef noodle restaurant opposite him and would definitely grab his business.
over."
Mango probably remembered some of his past life, smiled, picked up a piece of meat, and slowly said, "That kind of life should be pretty good. If I have the chance in the future, I will also open a noodle shop."