v3 Chapter 542： Superscript

Jiang Weiming had a lot of luggage. At the time of the demon capital, Jiang Yong provided him with a lot of things. The luggage that several people carried was basically Jiang Weiming's. Jiang Xiaoran only brought a set of changing clothes and basic toiletries, and even a pair of socks-he originally planned to stay in Peiping for only two days and leave the next day.

The four people who dropped their luggage went to Li's house empty-handed, and only Jiang Feng carried a bag with a thermos cup in his hand. He opened the thermos and looked at it. Because of the light and angle, the clear soup in it looks as clear and transparent as water. The soup is cold and smells nothing. It only seems to be vaguely chicken soup. image.

On the way to Li Zhai, Jiang Feng couldn't help but ask Jiang Weiming what kind of dish the clear soup in the thermos cup was for. Jiang Weiming still smiled and said it was a good dish, and said nothing else.

As for Jiang Xiaoran, he didn't even know, he didn't even know when Jiang Weiming made the broth. In order to be able to ask for leave smoothly in the past two days, he has been working hard to work overtime a few days ago, and his eyes are sparsely visible.

In tens of minutes of work, the four arrived at Li's house.

The breath of the year has not yet dissipated from Li's house, the new couplet is pasted on the door, and the word blessing is pasted on the door. It seems that the red lanterns hanging on it are not obtrusive. Jiang Feng guessed that the red lantern at the door was Chen Suhua's handwriting. At the annual meeting, she also asked Wang Xiulian where to buy the red lantern in Taifeng Tower.

The door was unlocked, Jiang Feng pushed in, and led the three through the courtyard to the living room.

There are only two people in the living room, Jiang Zaide and Jiang Shouzhen. They are seizing the last day of their holiday and watching TV on the sofa. They are watching TV with them, and they are lying on the ground and looking lazy and looking fat.

Whenever the festival is fat, this sentence applies not only to people, but also to pigs.

Compared with the year before, Dahua looks a lot fatter. The whole pig seems to be inflated. Jiang Feng can lie on the ground and see the trembling fat on his stomach. I can't live up to my previous robustness.

"Xiao Feng is here." Chen Suhua held the kettle out and saw Jiang Feng who just came in. She smiled and nodded at Jiang Weiming. "San, is the journey smooth?"

Although Jiang Weiming is a lot older than Chen Suhua, the two of them are indeed the same generation.

"It went well, Xiaoran sent me over, Xiaofeng and Xiaowang went to the train station to pick us up again." Jiang Weiming said.

"Grandma is fine." Jiang Xiaoran probably guessed who Chen Suhua was, and came forward to say hello.

"You are Xiaoran, you see, this is a good boy. Would you like to eat fruit? What do you want to eat, drink tea or drink? There is milk in the room, and fruit juice, as if there is Cola. Grandma will get it for you. Chen Suhua said that he was about to enter the room and took out all the new year's inventory and let Jiang Xiaoran choose.

"No more, no more, I just drink plain water." Jiang Xiaoran was somewhat restrained.

Wang Hao, who had been standing for Jiang Xiao and then blocked him by half of his body, caused Chen Suhua not to notice that he stepped forward silently and said, "Master ... Master."

Although he came here for a meal, Wang Hao's graduation thesis has not yet begun to write. Coming to Professor Li's house will make him feel unconscious.

Chen Suhua and Wang Hao are not very familiar, but they still recognized: "Xiao Wang, don't you all stand here and hurry up and sit, I'll go and pour water for you."

Jiang Zaide and Jiang Shouxi, who were previously lying on the sofa, got up when Jiang Weiming came in and vacated the sofa for Jiang Weiming to sit on.

Jiang Weiming waved his brothers and took the plastic bag with the thermos cup from Jiang Feng. He said, "Your brothers will talk to each other for a while, and I will cook for you."

After speaking, leave the living room and walk to the kitchen.

Jiang Zaide and Jiang Shouzhen looked at Jiang Xiaoran, Jiang Xiaoran also looked at Jiang Zaide and Jiang Shouzhen.

Just looking at his hair, Jiang Xiaoran felt that the two cousins ​​who had never met each other looked very kind.

Jiang Feng remembered what Zhang Guanghang told him just now, and left Wang Hao here to take charge of the hot atmosphere, and went to the dining room to find Comrade Wang Xiulian.

As soon as Jiang Feng entered the dining room, she saw Wang Xiulian who was looking for a rag all over the world.

"Mom, I told you, just ..."

"Shit, did you see the rag?" Wang Xiulian didn't look up.

"Don't look for Xiulian, Mom found it." Auntie's voice came from the room inside.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Jiang Feng asked.

"How about cleaning?" Wang Xiulian finally raised her head. "Have you received your third grandfather?"

"Received, Grandpa Three went to the kitchen. By the way, my dad and them, I didn't see them in the living room just now." Jiang Feng asked.

"Everyone goes to the kitchen to help, you can't be alone without your grandpa." Wang Xiulian said.

Jiang Feng was taken aback and did not expect that he was so important.

"What did you want to say just now?" Wang Xiulian asked.

Jiang Feng quickly left the news that Zhang Guanghang told him intact, but only relayed a little bit of oil and vinegar to Wang Xiulian.

Wang Xiulian was silent.

Wang Xiulian was lost in thought.

She is just an ordinary boss who owes money. This kind of business warfare involves her knowledge blind spot.

"Xiaozhang, his father's brother and sister, how is your cooking skills?" Wang Xiulian asked the most important question.

"I'm not sure, but I should not be bad when listening to Zhang Guanghang, and he is very flexible and understands the combination of Chinese and Western." Jiang Feng said.

Wang Xiulian touched her chin and apparently didn't know what to do.

The monk from outside reads the scriptures well. Comrade Wang Xiulian has been a boss for so many years and she really doesn't understand this truth.

Those who can only read the Bible are not easy to deal with, not to mention this kind of opponent who can read both the Bible and the Great Tragedy, maybe even Prajna Paramita.

"Shall we ask your auntie?" Comrade Wang Xiulian suggested.

Jiang Feng concurred ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Minutes later, Auntie was lost in thought.

She is just a trivial ex-owner, whose main project is the tailor shop, not a restaurant. This question does not involve a blind area of ​​knowledge for her, but is completely out of outline.

After thinking about it for a long time, Auntie suggested to Wang Xiulian: "I think it's best to discuss it with your mother."

Ten minutes later, Grandma Jiang was lost in thought.

She was just a trivial old lady who didn't know two. She couldn't read the subject.

Just when Jiang Feng and the Jiang family's three women with great right to speak fell into contemplation, Zhang Guanghang finally arrived late.

The hair was a little messy with the wind, but he couldn't hide his handsomeness at all. Wearing long trench coats and boots, walking on the long legs that envied and envied, like a savior debut.

A minute later, the Redeemer was lost in meditation with them.