Mrs. Fu was articulate, and it was rare to be deflated, and Mrs. Leng smiled secretly.

Leng Qingzhu's plate of shredded sweet potatoes didn't use the help of others.

After all, people who have lived for two lifetimes, the work in the kitchen is really difficult for her.

The food cooked by Jiao Xiaotuo was not delicious, and Ye Wenchuan also disliked her for making it unclean, and the only person who cooked at home was Leng Qingzhu herself.

In order to make Ye Wenchuan happy, Leng Qingzhu often changed tricks to make him delicious.

However, people are like this, their minds are not on you, even if you are really a fairy, you will be disliked.

But fortunately, someone really held her like a fairy.

Thinking of Fu Yingshao, Leng Qingzhu's heart was sour and soft, and after making a sweet potato, Leng Qingzhu remembered that Fu Yingshao loved to eat vermicelli, and made an ant on the tree.

I forgot to make vermicelli before, and now I can only stew it directly in the pot.

With the sweet potato as the base, Chen Baishuang only thought that she also learned this dish from Gao Wenxiu, and didn't even ask.

The shredded sweet potatoes and shredded potatoes tasted really good, and her suspicions about her daughter were dispelled.

Before the ants got out of the pot, Xi Lie drove back in the car.

Even if Leng Hongli and Chen Lichun tried their best to maintain their composure and entered the house, they couldn't help but be a little at a loss.

Leng Hongyi and Mrs. Fu hadn't seen each other for more than ten years, and Mrs. Fu patted him on the shoulder excitedly.

The old shepherd was woken up, yawned and opened his eyes, looking at the TV and feeling that it was a pity, he didn't watch one episode of the TV series, and let go of his place next to him and let a few people sit down.

The three members of the Fu family also rushed back later, they couldn't ask for leave today, they could only come back for lunch.

The crowd asked back and forth again.

By the time Leng Hongyi finally made time to talk to his daughter, he had already started to set the meal.

Seeing that her daughter was wearing a white sweater, beautiful like a snow doll, and her face was radiant, all her worries suddenly came to naught.

It's safe to say that my daughter is doing well.

As soon as he turned his head, he collided with Fu Yingshao's gaze, this person also wanted to talk to Leng Qingzhu, but he never had the opportunity.

Leng Hongyi suddenly smiled.

Like it or not, you can't deceive people with your eyes.

This kid's eyes are very clear to people like him.

The meals were served the same, and the three simplest dishes of Leng Qingzhu were praised by Mrs. Fu as a delicacy.

Hearing this, she was so ashamed that she just wanted to find a crack in the ground and get in.

The rainbow fart is a little too bright, and it's not a good thing.

Fu Yingshao proved with practical actions that the dishes she made were really delicious, and this time she didn't dislike the trouble of sandwiching vermicelli.

A plate of ants went up the tree, and he ate half of it himself.

The other half was basically divided equally between Xi Lie and Fu Zhenguo.

Mrs. Fu moved slowly, just ate two bites, and then stretched out her chopsticks, but the plate was already empty.

I had no choice but to eat sweet potatoes.

The chopsticks stretched out, and the old shepherd was about to start, but there was only one piece left on the plate, and the two of them could only humble each other. Fu Yingshao's hands were quick and he directly sandwiched Leng Qingzhu.

Leng Qingzhu: "......"

Mrs. Fu: "......"

Old Shepherd: "......"

"I haven't eaten the dishes made by Qingzhu yet!"

Fu Yingshao's words are irrefutable.

After eating, the Fu family hurriedly went out to work.

Xi Lie led people home to arrange a place to live, Leng Hongyi asked his son to follow, and he called his daughter and daughter-in-law together and went to Leng Qingzhu's room to talk.

There were several things, and Leng Hongyi decided to pick the tricky one first: "Ye Wenchuan is engaged." ”