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In the kitchen of Jiang Weimin's house, a burst of fragrance drifted out.

After finishing the pig grass, the smile on Jiang Weimin's face continued to deepen as he smelled the fragrance of the flower.

When he reached the courtyard, he stopped smiling.

He coughed softly. "Can I come in now?"

He was asking for Zhao Xiangyun's opinion.

Inside the house, when Zhao Xiangyun heard the sound, she started to fill the oil in a fluster.

In the time it took to eat a meal, the oil in the oil jar had grown quite a bit.

She scooped out the growing part, put it in her own jar, and tossed the oil into space along with the oil.

After finishing all this, she carefully checked again and called out to the people outside, "Alright, hurry up and come in!"

Jiang Weimin walked into the kitchen, and the fragrance of the kitchen became even stronger.

"You …"

"The time is right, you can start eating now!" Zhao Xiangyun said.

She only made a big pot of conch. The rice was not cooked, and the porridge was not cooked.

She still had tortillas in her hand.

A piece of cornbread was placed in a treasure pot. In one or two days, the amount of cornbread that grew out was almost enough for Zhao Xiangyun to eat for a month.

She stuck four tortillas on the side of the pot and scooped them up first, then the conch.

The conch was different from snake meat. When Chen Wuyue saw it, she would definitely not cry at her, so she left a bowl for the Zhao Family members.

She said to Jiang Weimin: "I left a bowl for my parents, do you mind?"

Without waiting for Jiang Weimin's reply, she said, "It doesn't matter if you mind. The three corn bread I pasted for you is just an exchange!"

Actually, Jiang Weimin did not lose, the conch was caught by Zhao Xiangyun.

He changed the water every day, even though he had some oil and salt, and dried peppers, red peppers, and green peppers.

However, strictly speaking, this oil, could very well belong to the part that was created in Zhao Xiangyun's Treasure Gathering Pot.

Because Zhao Xiangyun wasn't as accurate as she was when it came to making oil, Jiang Weimin had more or less taken advantage of him.

Just like that time when she borrowed Chen Wuyue's food from her mother, the amount of food remaining in the cloth bag was only a little more than the amount she had previously, not less than the amount she had.

"This conch is going to use a bamboo stick to dig out the meat!" Zhao Xiangyun said as she handed over a bamboo stick to Jiang Weimin.

She took this out from Jiang Weimin's cupboard.

What the villagers used to wash the pots was a bamboo stick, which was split into countless small bamboo sticks, forming the shape of a flower.

Zhao Xiangyun took two small bamboo sticks from top of the toothpick, and got a tool to replace the toothpick.

"They might be small, but the taste is not bad!" Zhao Xiangyun said as she tried to eat.

As an experienced foodie, she could drool when she met something good.

He grabbed a handful of conch, and as he ate, he urged Jiang Weimin, "Don't just stand there, hurry up and eat it!"

Jiang Weimin imitated her and started picking at the conch meat. At first, his actions were a little clumsy.

Zhao Xiangyun wanted to laugh when she saw this.

But gradually, he became more proficient.

The speed became faster and faster, the conch meat in his mouth tasted unbelievably good.

At first, Jiang Weimin was worried that there might be a Blood fluke inside, but now, that worry had completely disappeared.

"How is it? The taste isn't bad, right? " Zhao Xiangyun raised her eyebrows at Jiang Weimin with a complacent look.

Jiang Weimin nodded, and said without being stingy, "Very good!"

"Then eat more, I'll lose weight, that's enough!"

Zhao Xiangyun had only eaten half of a corn cake.

Jiang Weimin watched from the side, and in his heart, he suddenly felt admiration for her.

To Jiang Weimin, being able to keep his mouth shut was the most difficult thing to do.

But Zhao Xiangyun kept it in check. From the moment she said she wouldn't eat, her eyes had not even landed on those conch cones.

The pot of conch, other than being scooped out individually for the Zhao Family members, had all entered into Jiang Weimin's stomach, followed by the three and a half pieces of corn bread.

Zhao Xiangyun secretly sighed: This man, can eat too much! She had to become a pauper based on the way she ate, just like the previous owner.

However, she also remembered that her father said that Jiang Weimin was the only person in the entire Production Team who could receive a full score.

Even a native Production Team person might not be as powerful as him.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xiangyun felt that it was natural.

Isn't work just for food?

If he didn't even eat, then what was he supposed to do?

After finishing his meal, Jiang Weimin took the initiative to clean up the kitchen, while Zhao Xiangyun stood at the side and watched.

After cleaning up, Zhao Xiangyun had to go back.

"Jiang Weimin, your bowl, I will take it back first. In the afternoon, I will bring it to you and bring it to you in the wheat field!" Zhao Xiangyun said.

"Yes!" Jiang Weimin said.

Almost as long as Zhao Xiangyun left, Jiang Weimin would wait for her to leave. As she looked at the empty house, she felt like something was missing, and her heart felt a little depressed.

Zhao Xiangyun returned to the Zhao Family residence.

The rest of the Zhao Family members had already finished their lunch and were resting. Those who were in a hurry to finish their work had already gone to work.

Chen Wuyue left her some rice, a bowl of Red Bean Rice with two fried eggs.

This was the best treatment for his entire family!

When Chen Wuyue served the rice, she said proudly, "Just now, you two sister-in-law were thinking about this bowl of red bean rice and was scolded by mother! "Two unseasoned foreigners, thinking about your delicious dishes all day, aren't you ashamed!"

Chen Wuyue spat, and angrily cursed.

If not for her daughter pressing her down, she would definitely let her boss divorce Zhang Xiuli.

What a gluttonous fellow!

"Mom, I've eaten lunch!" Zhao Xiangyun said.

"Ah?" You had lunch? How did you eat lunch? " Chen Wuyue was stunned.

"At Comrade Jiang Weimin's house!" Zhao Xiangyun said.

"Why did you go to her house to eat? He was a man after all. If anyone saw him … Isn't your reputation done for? " Chen Wuyue was so anxious.

"Mom, it's not that exaggerated. Comrade Jiang and I are pure in nature, and I have to thank him for that! Today, I will go and cut the wheat. After I get the tools, that Su Xinghua and Qu Mengmeng definitely wanted to say that whatever tools belong to them, and even wanted to snatch them away.

In the end, it was Comrade Jiang Weimin who managed to keep the tools by himself. Mother Comrade Jiang is not bad, they helped me so much and even made me eat and drink for free, he is a good comrade! "

After Zhao Xiangyun boasted like that, Chen Wuyue immediately said: "I also think that Jiang Weimin is a good comrade. Xiangyun, if you want to get closer to him, get closer! If anyone dares to spout nonsense, Mom will go and tear their mouths apart! "

Zhao Xiangyun, "..."

"Oh right, Xiangyun, why do I feel like you have lost a lot of weight? "Why are these clothes so big?"

Chen Wuyue's gaze suddenly fell on Zhao Xiangyun's waist, and the more she looked, the thinner she felt.

"Is there? Is there? " Zhao Xiangyun was excited.

She had felt it herself lately.

His body wasn't as heavy anymore, and he felt much lighter as he walked.