Compared with Zhao Mingfang, Wang Jiao, who was pampered by Wang Zhengguo and Miao Fengqin, is really a hundred times better! Although Wang Jiao was a little out of tune before she lost her memory, she was clamoring to marry Lu Jiang and threatening her parents with running away from home, but after the amnesia, it was completely different, she was lazy and lazy, but she was not as cheeky and ruthless as Zhao Mingfang, not to mention that under the temptation of food, Wang Jiao had gradually changed some of her bad habits.

Delicious, in the era of scarcity of materials, it is human nature, not a bad problem. Wang Jiao, who came to Feng Qingxue to ask for credit in the name of delivering food, saw Feng Qingxue's smiling face, and her attitude towards herself was more enthusiastic than before, and she couldn't help but wonder: "What good things have I done?" "Seeing Wang Jiao, Feng Qingxue was also surprised,

"Cousin, did you come specifically to me?"

"Yes! Tianjun said that if you don't come home this week, I will come to you. Wang Jiao raised the basket she had brought,

"Don't you like to eat fried wolfberry sprouts with oil and salt? I pinched a lot, but it was tender, and I cut two bundles of leeks and garlic sprouts, so that you don't have to buy vegetables and eat in the city every day, and every penny and a pound is enough to buy a box of foreign fire. "Wang Cuilan has a good impression of Wang Jiao,

"Your name is Jiaojiao, right? Thank you for thinking about us and staying for dinner at noon. Wang Jiao listened, glanced at the wind and snow, and glanced at it again and again.

The latter knew her better, and said with a smile: "Auntie, my cousin must have something to ask me for help, let's go out for a walk, and we won't come back for dinner, Xibao will trouble you and Grandma Cheng to take care of it." Wang Cuilan just wanted to say that eating out is more affordable than eating at home, but she thought that Feng Qingxue must have her own intentions in saying this, so she didn't stop it.

"Xibao is at home, you don't have to worry about him at all, it will be the eighth day of April in a few days, Xibao's first birthday, it happens to be May Day, let's celebrate him well."

"There are still ten days, don't worry!" After Feng Qingxue finished speaking, taking advantage of Xibao's lack of discovery, he pulled Wang Jiao and quickly slipped out of the door and went straight to the state-run hotel.

Wang Jiao immediately smiled, and obediently waited for the waiter to come up to serve them, that is, to deliver the menu.

"Xiaoxue, you are really a roundworm in my stomach, why are you so good?" Zhang Yuejin was thinking about buying milk powder for the dog's eggs this moonlight, but he didn't buy her something delicious, hum!

"Cousin, you're here to eat, don't say it so disgusting, roundworms are not a good thing!" Feng Qingxue said while asking the waiter what dishes he had today,

"The staple food is still ten steamed buns, vegetables, bean sprouts vermicelli soup, fried meat with bean sprouts and steamed eggs with minced meat, and there are no other dishes, right? No, that's all there is to it. "Today's main dish in the state-run restaurant is soybean sprouts, and there is a little pork that I finally got my hands on, only half of which is left, and the other half has been given in advance by others.

Feng Qingxue and Wang Jiao came early, and they didn't arrive at the meal, so they caught up with the last pound of pork. The waiter smiled: "There is also a pig's trotter, pig's trotters in sauce, a dime." ”

"Then bring it to us!" The wind and snow did not hesitate to say authentically. So Wang Jiao grabbed the pig's trotters with both hands and gnawed her mouth full of oil.

"Xiaoxue, aren't you eating? It's strange that you often don't eat meat, but you're not skinny at all, and your skin is white and red. Feng Qingxue would not tell her that she often ate cooked food in the space, so she ate very little in the eyes of outsiders.