Dozens of Jin quick-frozen dumplings.

Listen, it's dozens of pounds, not tens of pounds.

Xiaoluozi: No, why do you buy so many? It doesn't taste good after a long time.

Mr. Buddha: it's convenient to eat. She attributes her recent life to following me to beg for food.

Xiaoluozi 】

"I found that my old Buddha is a wonderful flower, and so is your fourth." Shui Anluo said, staring at the last sentence above.

Chu muddy wing pick eyebrow, hand to plate, water an Luo handed in the past.

Xiaoluozi: do you buy meat or vegetables? Who do you see only fried meat?

Mr. Buddha

Mr. Buddha: I haven't bought any. My mother didn't let me buy these things before, and the army and school couldn't use them.

Xiaoluozi: inexplicable sympathy for Feng Yingdi.

Old Buddha: go away ~]

Qiao Yaran sits on the chair, looks at the dialog box on the computer, and listens to the door closing sound from outside. Qiao Yaran gets up and goes out, "where's your daddy?"

Little bit is holding an apple to chew, sitting on the sofa watching TV, hearing mummy's voice, she said: "go to godmother's house to order food." How can a Chinese cabbage hold up a meal? Ah ~

Qiao yaruan silently shrank back and began to think, is he really wrong?

Qiao Ya Ruan didn't have a spare time when she went back. She picked up her mobile phone and called her mother. After her mother's roaring, she began to talk about buying vegetables this evening.

After saying that, there resolutely hung up the phone.

Perhaps in Qiao Mu's mind, it is a miracle that her daughter still needs someone. She can't ask for more. She really can't ask for more.

And this evening's microblog, she also saw that Feng Feng squatted by the refrigerator alone, the garbage can on the ground can't really see, but as a cook in the kitchen for a lifetime, she absolutely knew what kind of disaster the refrigerator was.

If this son-in-law thinks so, it's not bad.

But it can't cover up his mistakes.

After Fengfeng's tossing dinner, he ordered Qiao yaruan to have dinner. There were four dishes and one soup. They were all meat dishes. Both xiaobudian and Qiao yaruan liked meat, so they were in line with their taste.

Looking at the celery, cabbage, cauliflower and tomato, Qiao Ya Ruan scratched his head. "I didn't buy any vegetables myself."

Feng Feng looked up at her and put the rice in front of her: "I'm wrong. I shouldn't have left you and the children at home, eating."

Qiao Ya Ruan is a soft person, but not a hard one. The more Feng Feng said that, the more she felt sorry for others.

I'll call my parents later and have a talk.

Xiaobudian cheered, took his spoon to pick up rice, and finally didn't have to ask for food.

Qiao Ya Ruan is absent-minded after a meal. After eating, Xiao pindian runs to the opposite side to play. Qiao Ya Ruan leans against the kitchen door and watches Feng Feng brush the bowl.

"Are you disillusioned with marriage now?" Qiao Ya Ruan asked.

Feng Feng paused for a moment. It's rare to see his daughter-in-law speak so seriously.

Wash the bowl well, put it in its original position, and look back at a woman: "your problem, don't involve marriage. Is it easy for me to marry you? I almost caught up with my life."

"I mean it." Qiao Ya Ruan looked back at the direction of the door, "Luo Luo can cook and manage the house. I can't do anything. If you're not at home, I can only take your daughter to beg."

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