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"Ah …" What about the chicken soup? " Chen Wuyue was stunned.

With such a big pot, if her daughter doesn't eat it, who can?

"Of course it's for us to eat! You can't waste it, can you? " Zhao Zhiyuan said, as he gave two bowls of the chicken soup that Zhao Xiangyun had scooped up earlier to Zhang Xiuli and Wang Xiuying.

The two daughter-in-law looked at their father-in-law in shock, almost crying out loud.

Chen Wuyue wanted to say something, but when she saw that her daughter did not have any objections, she held it in.

The other two bowls, one bowl was naturally in Chen Wuyue's hands, and the other in Zhao Zhiyuan's hands.

Chen Wuyue was unwilling to part with the chicken leg, she picked it out for Zhao Xiangyun and placed it inside a bowl.

He scooped out four bowls of soup. There was still half a pot in the pot, which was enough for the two little brats at home to eat.

I think there's still some left, they're also my daughter's!

Chen Wuyue calculated in her heart.

Zhao Xiangyun returned to her room, opened the wardrobe, and started to look for clothes.

After such a difficult time, she realized that there were a lot of clothes in the closet.

Many of the clothes were worn by very thin people.

When she thought about it again, she realized that although the original owner's body was fat, she was very envious of those who were thin.

However, he couldn't control his own mouth. When he saw something to eat, he would want to eat it.

Chen Wuyue doted on her, and although she knew that the size of the clothes she tore at was inappropriate, it was still up to her personality.

Most of the clothes in the wardrobe were not suitable for the original owner's current body.

In fact, there were even more original clothes. Ever since the original owner fell for Su Xinghua, some of his clothes were swindled away.

From the looks of it, it was all given to Qu Mengmeng.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xiangyun was so angry that his teeth itched!

That damned scumbag, he cheated his food and drinks enough and even treated her as a favor.

Zhao Xiangyun swore that one day, she would definitely take back all the clothes that Su Xinghua had tricked her with. Even if she had to sit on her butt as a cushion, she wouldn't let the white lotus and scum man take advantage of her.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. At this moment, he really wanted to rush into the Production Team to get his clothes.

At this moment, a series of knocks came from the door.

"Xiangyun, didn't you say you wanted to take a bath? "Mom will boil some hot water for you. Open the door, Mom will find some clothes for you!" Chen Wuyue's voice sounded out.

Zhao Xiangyun picked a piece of clothing that she could wear with her current size and walked out.

"Mom, I've chosen my clothes!" Zhao Xiangyun said.

"You daughter, what's the matter? Didn't you say that Mom will pick you?" Chen Wuyue became anxious, her gaze sweeping across them, and landed on a piece of clothing that was made of a half new and half old cloth.

"Why did you choose this? You don't like homemade clothes, do you? Feel rustic? "Do you like the clothes made of cloth bought in that city?" Chen Wuyue asked in surprise.

"Mom made it herself, I like it!"

Although the style of the cloth was not good and its color was old, the material was pure cotton. The sweat absorbing effect and comfort were not something ordinary material could compare to.

It was not worse than the good cloth that the original owner Zhao Xiangyun liked, it was indeed good material that could not fit on the body, it could not withstand the cold in winter, it had a poor breathability in summer, once the weather was cold, it would feel cold, once the weather was hot, it would be stuffy, but when it was hot, it would stick to the body;

Zhao Xiangyun was prepared to train her body everyday so that when the time came for him to exercise, he would have to sweat a few kilograms every day. At that time, when her clothes get wet, it would be easy to get rid of all the sweat.

In this era, except for the big cities, small areas did not have underwear. If one wore decent clothes to do sports, then they would not be able to keep two piles of underwear in front of their chest.