Chapter 176 Old Hen

No matter how heartless Jiang Weiguo is, he still cares about this.

 If you are really not your biological child, haha...

He thought, inevitably feeling irritable, and tugged at the buttons of his clothes impatiently, showing a slightly uneasy expression.

As soon as he showed such an expression, Li Jing turned her eyes to him, and he immediately put his hand down, revealing eight big white teeth.

“Daughter-in-law, it’s okay, don’t panic, it doesn’t matter whether my mother is your biological child or not, just pretend that she is not!”

Li Jing said "hmm".

It doesn't matter to her whether he is her biological child or not. She just felt that his mood was not quite right and just glanced at him.

Jiang Weiguo pulled the stool closer to Li Jing, with a smile on his lips, "Daughter-in-law, don't worry, no matter whether my mother is my biological daughter or not, all the money I earn from my salary will be given to you!"

 Li Jing: “…” Who wants his salary and his money?

“Daughter-in-law, I’m sad. The person I’ve called Mom for so many years may not be my biological child. It makes me sad to think about it!”

 Li Jing's eyes turned to Jiang Weiguo again.

She couldn't tell that he was sad at all.

“Daughter-in-law, what do you think is the possibility that I am not your biological child?”

Jiang Weiguo got too close, and Li Jing pushed him away uncomfortably, frowning and uttering "I don't know."

 Her patience was stretched to its limit.

Jiang Weiguo didn't know if he noticed it or not, he immediately moved away from her with a smile on his lips.

“Leave this matter to me. I will tell my wife after I find out. Wife, we are having big bone noodle soup tonight. Do you want lasagna or thin noodles?”

 Li Jing's spirit changed immediately, "Meal at noon."

 That kind of energy is enjoyable.

Jiang Weiguo didn't hesitate, "Okay! Then let's eat the noodles for lunch." Although he still knows how to make a lot of noodles, it doesn't matter, the time is still long, and he will cook them for his wife.

As for his life experience, he is not in a hurry and will find out everything sooner or later.

Making noodles with a knife is a skill. One pound of noodles and three ounces of water will make it strong after kneading and kneading it for many times.

To be honest, since working for Jiang Weiguo, I have seldom made such complicated noodles, which is troublesome.

Now Jiang Weiguo likes this kind of trouble. The more trouble there is, the longer he and his wife will spend together.

Jiang Weiguo made noodles, and inevitably popularized various kinds of noodles with Li Jing.

"Soup noodles, mixed noodles, braised noodles and fried noodles are divided into these categories. Different toppings and dish codes have different tastes. When it comes to noodles, there are hundreds of ways to eat them. It just depends on whether you know how to eat them. Can you cook it and eat it..."

What Jiang Weiguo said was tempting, and Li Jing was also greedy after hearing it. The two bowls of soup that were poured out were almost cold. She poured them away, put half of the bowl in front of Jiang Weiguo, and drank half of the bowl in one go.

 Jiang Weiguo couldn't hide his joy, "Daughter-in-law, is this for me to drink?"

Li Jing didn’t reply. After drinking it, she poured out the remaining bowl and called Jiang Xiaowen: “Boss, drink the soup. Xiaoya also has half a bowl. You can bring it to her!”

Jiang Weiguo, who thought he only had it: “…”

 He is unhappy.

 …

Zhao Hui hurried to Jiang's house, and Mrs. Jiang had already gone home.

 She was wiping her tears while holding the only old hen in her family.

 The last old hen was killed by Mrs. Jiang’s precious son Jiang Weimin, who said he wanted to kill it for meat.

When Mrs. Jiang came back, the last old hen that laid eggs, which was extraordinarily diligent, had its neck wiped, splattering Jiang Weimin’s blood all over him. Those who didn’t know who saw the blood all over him might have thought something had happened to him!

    One card, two cards are still not available, four thousand a day is still a broken promise, please forgive me.

  

  

 (End of this chapter)

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