Every dish made by Daddy Tang was delicious, and his stomach was round when he ate it, but his mouth still wanted to eat it again.

"I'm dying, it's almost up to my throat, it must be heavy again." Ye Qingqing leaned on the back of the chair and called, his hand touching his stomach, bulging, like a ball.

"Look at how thin you are, just a few pounds fatter, you will often come here to eat in the future, let your Uncle Tang raise you fatter, and the girl's family will be blessed if she has meat." The old lady looked at Ye Qingqing lovingly.

Her old man felt that Ye Qingqing was too thin, a little stronger than skin and bones, but it would be more perfect if she had more meat.

The old lady really can't understand why some young girls now want to lose weight, obviously they are not fat at all, and they are very beautiful when they are thin into ribs?

She doesn't think it's beautiful at all, she's so thin that she falls down when the wind blows, she can't give birth to a child without breasts and buttocks, and if her grandson finds such a granddaughter-in-law to go home in the future, she is the first to object.

Lu Mo thought deeply of the old lady's words, he also felt that Ye Qingqing was too thin, of course he couldn't be too fat, just like Tang Yuanyuan had done before, and now Tang Yuanyuan is quite good, not fat or thin, and very healthy.

"Qingqing can gain another ten pounds, that's just right."

has the same idea, and the heartbroken Ye Mingcheng, he envies the good cooking skills of his father of Dead Soup, but unfortunately he has no talent in the kitchen at all, he has studied in Baiweiju for so long, and now he is limited to ordinary home-cooked dishes such as tomato scrambled eggs and green pepper shredded pork, and the taste is still the kind that even dustless dislikes.

Ye Qingqing couldn't help but roll her eyes, she is now 168 tall and weighs 110, and she is still thin?

Those female stars like paper people, who are only 100 pounds tall at 170, have become fat pigs like her.

In the eyes of Ye Mingcheng and the old lady, even if she really eats a fat pig, they will still feel too thin, and they will have to gain another ten catties.

Although it was almost seven o'clock now, the guests in the hall of Baiweiju were still in an endless stream, and some of the guests did not have seats, but they were still reluctant to leave, and would rather wait for the other guests to eat well.

On the other hand, the Wuwei Building on the opposite side is deserted, the door is closed, no guests come to the door, the waiter gets off work early, the first floor is blind with black lights, and there is a hidden light on the second floor.

Ye Qingqing asked Tang Yuanyuan in a low voice, "Have you been to the prison to see Wen Sumei?" How is she? ”

"I didn't go, my dad went to see it, it's not good, that woman still has the face to ask my dad to help take care of Yu Jasmine and Yu Changbai, hum...... I scolded my dad. Tang Yuan said angrily.

That slut hurt her and her father so badly, she won't leave a tear when she dies, and her father actually went to the prison to visit the slut, and he secretly hid it from her, and when she found out afterwards, she was so angry that she jumped to her feet and scolded Daddy Tang for a bloody squirt.

"Your dad is the same as my confused grandma, his brain is a little confused, you have to go to jail in the future, Wen Sumei will come out in a few years, in case you use the fox magic again and fascinate your dad, you will be finished!"

Ye Qingqing couldn't help but flatten his mouth, no wonder Gu Nianci and Father Tang could talk together, the brain circuits of the two were the same, and one manufacturer came out.

Tang Yuanyuan looked nervous, "I can't stare at my dad every day, right?" ”

Ye Qingqing quickly came up with an idea, "Come and draw a salary from the bottom of the kettle, you have to be in charge of the family's finances, real estate and savings, as well as Baiweiju, all write your name, just give your dad a thousand yuan of pocket money every month, and what does your father like to do the rest!" ”

"Baiweiju and the real estate deposit were originally in my management, but my dad can withdraw the money if he wants to, I went to change the password, so he can't withdraw the money, hum!" Tang Yuanyuan gritted his teeth.

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