Chapter 117： Could it be that you think my cooking is not good?

Chapter 117 Is it possible that you think my cooking is not good?

"For you to eat."

Suddenly hearing Pei Jing's words, Jiang Ran subconsciously turned his head and looked at Pei Jing.

is not for anything else, just because these words are familiar.

When she first wore on, Pei Jing gave her a few peanuts, and they were also talking about these three words at the time.

There is no title, no statement, simple, only the purpose-to give you food.

At the time, Jiang Ran didn't think there was any problem with this, but now when I think about it, I understand where the problem is.

The reason why    didn't even have a title is because in Pei Jing's heart, he did not recognize the person in front of him.

It's like now, Pei Jing has recognized her as a mother, and she shouted very sweetly.

When Jiang Ran stared at Pei Jing, Pei Huai had already stretched out his hand and took the chocolate that Pei Jing had given him.

"Thank you, Xiao Jing."

Pei Huai’s voice has no special emotional ups and downs, but the voice is full of magnetism and is still very nice.

When Pei Huai said thank you, Pei Jing's little face blushed, and she pursed her lips embarrassedly.

Seeing that it was late and they should go home, Wang Cuilan greeted everyone to leave.

Turn off the fan, lock the door, and then go home.

When I went back, Pei Huai rode a tricycle with Wang Cuilan and Pei Jing, and Jiang Ran rode their bicycles.

The group of them was not very conspicuous when they were in the county town.

Wait for entering the village, it is not generally conspicuous.

This time happened to be when everyone was idle. Many people were outside in the shade and talked, while others were eating and chatting outside with their rice bowls.

Seeing Jiang Ran and the others enter the village, they all came over.

Even if it’s not the first time I saw it, I still can’t help but look at it a few more times.

It's not just watching, but some people can't help but take out what they have said before.

"I didn't think there was anything before. Everyone's life is similar. It's only a few months of work. How can the Pei family's life be so good?"

"Who said no! People don't know how they live these days, how can they be so good!"

"People get up early and do business in the dark every day, can they live a bad life?"

"That is, let you get up and work at three or four o'clock every day. How many days can you hold on? If you are envious of others, don't sleep late!"

Listening to the people's discussion, Jiang Ran still rode the bike expressionlessly.

She really didn’t want to talk to these people in the village about these unnutritious things.

In particular, these words have been said more than once.

Talking over and over again, can you tell me a flower?

Fortunately, the people in the village all know Jiang Ran's temperament, and Jiang Ran's attitude is not strange to them at all.

Only Wang Cuilan, sitting on the tricycle, greeted everyone from time to time, but this Pei Huai rode the bike and didn't mean to stop.

After finally reaching the door of the house, a few people opened the door and entered the yard without any hesitation.

Pei Baoshan was at home, and he walked out of the house when he heard the movement outside.

When Jiang Ran and the others came back, a smile appeared on their faces.

Wang Cuilan got off the car and walked directly to the kitchen. It was late, and dinner should be prepared quickly.

Jiang Ran originally wanted to help cooking, but Wang Cuilan refused.

"You have been tired for a day, take a good rest, do not need you to cook, is it possible that you think my cooking is not good?"

"Of course not." Jiang Ran immediately shook his head.

In the past, Wang Cuilan was not willing to put oil and seasonings in cooking, and the ingredients were limited, so the taste was naturally average.

(End of this chapter)