Chapter 198： Explain what it means to get fat out of a bag of flour

Chapter 198 explains what it means to get fat out of a bag of flour

After class, all the students left, only Suizi and Yu Jingting were left in the classroom.

Suizi took the soft frozen pear he handed over, sat on a chair and ate it gracefully.

After the stomach is pregnant, she is often hungry.

I have to walk home in a while, and I feel very uncomfortable if I don’t eat something.

After Yu Jingting noticed this detail, he would bring her some snacks in his pocket, and walk home after she finished eating.

She was replenishing her strength, and Yu Jingting touched the podium with her hands.

"What a podium, so strong, hey."

It's a pity that Teacher Xiao Chen pays too much attention to the teacher's morality, and insists that doing it in the classroom will damage the teacher's image. So far, street tricks have not succeeded.

It's a pity that he can only rely on brain supplementation, and brain supplementation is a lesson.

She was giving a lecture on the stage, and he propped his chin to think about the mess.

"What are you doing around the podium?" Suozi was curious.

"It's okay." Can you tell you the secrets of those men in your mind?

"Jing Ting, there is something today that I find very strange."

Suizi saw no one around, so she told him about Fan Hua asking her mother.

Although Yu Jingting is young, Suizi never treats him as a little boy, and likes to talk to him when encountering problems. His opinions often give Suizi a different way of thinking.

"You can think of my mother-in-law just by your face?" Yu Jingting also felt strange, "Although you and your mother-in-law look very similar, you are fatter than your mother-in-law by the weight of a bag of flour, and ordinary people can't do it at a glance. Can he recognize it? Unless he is very impressed with his mother-in-law."

What he said was exactly what Suozi found strange,

"I also found it strange, so I didn't reply to him."

"That's right if he doesn't reply. If he just asks casually, if you don't reply to him, the matter will be changed. If he has something to do with his mother-in-law, he will inquire about it himself, and then he will come to see you. "

When the time comes, let’s make another plan—Yu Jingting doesn’t mind rowing the car again.

"Tomorrow, I will take Jiaojiao to Professor Sun's house to find out about this guy's background. Jing Ting, when you buy goods tomorrow, also ask your brothers about his situation, mainly to see his background in the capital. .”

Suizi always felt that Fan Hua was looking at her in the wrong way.

That complicated look gave Suizi a bad feeling, she must know more about this person, to know herself and her enemy.

Yu Jingting nodded, reaching out to hold her in his arms.

Suizi slapped his hand off, the business was over, it was time to settle the score.

"Explain, what does it mean to grow a bag of flour?" When he said this just now, Suizi felt like being pierced by thousands of arrows.

Straight man Yu Jingting, didn't realize that he had stabbed a hornet's nest, so he explained very seriously.

"You are at least 50 catties fatter than your mother-in-law. Calculated, you are a bag of flour bigger than your mother-in-law."

Look at Suizi and shake his head.

"Daughter-in-law, you have lost weight recently."

"Huh?" This sentence made Suizi's disappointed little heart a little happy. Could it be that this straight man knows how to coax her?

Yu Jingting squeezed her pointed chin with his hands.

"The chin is missing a layer, the arms are thinner, the belly is bigger, the arms and legs are thinner, it is really hard to conceive a child."

Suozi sniffed, so touched.

"When I was not fat, I looked like a big watermelon."

"???" Why is the painting style getting weird?

"Now I have a fat belly, like four sticks poked on a watermelon—when I see you now, I think of the Chinese lesson I learned recently."

"What text?" Suizi had a bad feeling.

"Young man, Runtu!" You really deserved to enter the evening school through the back door. After making up for the culture class, you still know the text.

"Daughter-in-law, before you were pregnant, you were a melon in a melon field. After you were pregnant, it was like a **** being poked by a steel fork. The two babies in your stomach are melons."

Melon, chrysanthemum, and steel fork, the three elements in the text make up his charming wife!

Suozi's lips trembled.

The emotions of pregnant women come as soon as they say it, and they don’t eat pears anymore, just sit there quietly brewing emotions.

Yu Jingting is still waiting for his wife to praise him. Look at how good he is. He is forced by his wife to take culture classes. He sleeps like a class. He can still remember what the text says when he sleeps drowsily. He is a talent!

"How about it, I am a good man, right? Damn, why are you crying?!"

"Have I changed from a wild boar spirit to a 猹 or was it pierced by a steel fork? It also caused the two babies in my stomach to become melons—" Suizi cried so hard, feeling that she had been greatly wronged.

"I was wrong! I'm Yi and I'm Gua, you can calm down and I'll be a steel fork! As long as you don't lose the golden beans, you can change my name to Tiecha."

Talking cheap for a while, coaxing the wife's crematorium.

Yu Jingting almost knelt down to wish her old age, Suizi stopped crying.

The small nose is red, and the big eyes are watery.

Grass! The wild boar spirit hooked up with someone again! Yu Jingting was ruthless in his heart, sooner or later he would have to do this charming little boar spirit on the podium!

"Are you scolding me in your heart?" Suizi asked in a crying voice.

Oh, I want to put you to death on the spot! He thought so, but said it sanctimoniously:

"You are now our family's Bao'er, our mother and Jiaojiao have been bribed by you, family status—"

Yu Jingting was about to say, never before, when he raised his eyelids, he saw Wang Mengmeng standing at the door with surprise written all over his face.

Yu Jingting's soft tone instantly became harder than a frozen pear.

"I have never obeyed anyone in the family status! This family is the head of the household! Are you convinced!"

"Well, I accept." Suizi kind of gave him face in front of outsiders.

"Well, I'm here to see when the door is locked." Wang Mengmeng was a little delirious.

When Suizi and his wife left, she locked the door and muttered:

"Did I get it wrong? Brother Ting is such a man, it's impossible for a man to be afraid of his wife?"

Zhang Yuee was also locking the door, and Wang Mengmeng took the initiative to talk to her.

"Yue'e, why do you think a man like Brother Ting likes Director Chen?"

"Suizi has a very good personality, why is it strange that her brother-in-law likes her?" Zhang Yuee felt that Wang Mengmeng was a little strange, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Forget it, I can't go with you, I'm going back to the house, you lock the rest of the door." Wang Mengmeng threw the key board in her hand to Zhang Yuee.

Zhang Yuee was a little slow to react. She didn't realize until Wang Mengmeng had left that she had left the work to herself again.

besides-

"Why does Wang Mengmeng call her brother-in-law Brother Ting?"

No one knows Yu Jingting's age, but Suizi is younger than everyone, so the two female teachers at school call him brother-in-law.

"It's strange to call someone brother at such an old age." Zhang Yue'e, who has no love experience, hasn't thought about anything else yet.

I feel that Wang Mengmeng is pretending to be tender, so I call the man younger than me brother.

Backing to the room, Wang Mengmeng braced her chin and took out the pickle jar, which was given to Suizi when she first arrived, and the last bite was left after eating.

While eating pickles, thinking about Yu Jingting, the spicy cucumbers crackled and his heart was itchy.

"A very handsome guy, why do you like a stingy woman like Director Chen? Really, I told her a few times that the pickles were almost gone, and I didn't even say to give some more."

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As we all know, do in this article is just a very simple English word, which means nothing.

And, I saw some friends asking the author's age, why did he write about the events of the 1980s so realistically, in fact, I just turned eighteen (not long), and I am a very young girl, um. Vote for the little girl?

(end of this chapter)