Chapter 146

Liang qiange finished, and said to the two little guys: "go and wash your hands, rub them with hand sanitizer for a while and then flush them."

"Good." Liang Xiaoyi agreed and led Ye Chong to wash his hands.

Liang qiange carried the rest of the dumplings into the kitchen. At this time, the water on the pot was a little bubbling, but it was not completely opened. Liang qiange put the dumplings on the console, and went to wash his hands first.

After washing her hands, she was wiping her hands with a towel when she suddenly heard the thin Xiushen behind her: "why is the old Jiayuan facing bankruptcy? Have you ever understood?"

Liang qiange looks back at him.

Bo Xiushen holds his mobile phone in his left hand and his right hand in his backhand on the Liuli platform. He raises his eyes and looks at Liang qiange: "if you want anything from Jinnan, you will try every means to get something, but you can't imagine how dirty it is."

Liang qiange can actually imagine that, because she was in Meng's family before, she was not much better than Xiang Jinnan.

It is the family motto of the Meng family and the principle of Meng qiange in the past to pursue profits by any means.

Liang qiange pursed his lips and said, "his affairs have nothing to do with me. I don't need to know these."

Bo Xiu sank in silence and looked at her for a moment.

Liang qiange heard the sound of "Gulu Gulu". She turned and said, "the water is boiling. I'll cook it. You can sit outside."

Bo Xiushen stood up a little bit, put the mobile phone down, went to the pot and said, "I'll take a rest. You haven't had a rest since you come back."

Liang qiange returned home this afternoon. She did not have a rest. Now she felt tired when Bo Xiushen said this. She could not help rubbing her back neck and said, "call me when you are ready, and I'll fry two more dishes."

Bo Xiu gave a deep "en".

Before Liang qiange left, he took out the inner liner of the rice pot, put it under the tap and flushed it. Then he bent down and scooped four people's rice from the rice barrel under the cabinet. He took the water, washed out the rice, and put the tank back and pressed the cooking button.

Thin Xiushen over there is already making dumplings. Liang qiange pinches his neck again, and then he goes out to the living room.

Liang Xiaoyi and ye Chong return to the room to play with the computer. Liang qiange sits on the sofa and picks up his mobile phone.

After she went out, she didn't look at her mobile phone. After her son came back, she began to make stuffing again. Now after taking a rest, she found that wechat was about to explode.

All the people chatting were from the group of five. She clicked in and slid up. She found that everyone had talked about hundreds of articles, and all they said were phonetics. After searching for a long time, she didn't know where to start the make-up lesson. Finally, she typed directly and asked, "what are you talking about? ]

first of all, she answered that she was chopsticks. Chopsticks made a dirty / trivial expression bag and said: "I'm talking about you, you're on hot search again. ]

Liang qiange's reply is mature: "didn't I go on a hot search all day? ]

Tang Xueer said: "this is new again. You can go and see it yourself. ]

Liang qiange opened her microblog, and the first thing she received was numerous prompt tones, which "diddidi" put all her mobile phone cards.

Wait for Liang qiange to quickly set the interactive message backstage without prompt, just feel the ear is clean down.

She first looked at her home page and found that in only one afternoon, she had already gained more than 90000 fans, and then looked at the only microblog, which had been forwarded over 20000 and commented 30000.