Chapter 107: The Watery Poplar Woman

Ye Chujie went to supervise the work for most of the day, and then went to the space to take stock of the chickens and fish, and when she arrived at the hospital, it was dark, she pushed open the door and went in to see Lu Jingbei serving porridge to Ye Shoumin.

Ye Shoumin was lying on the bed and greeted her with a smile, "Sanya is here!"

"Are you here, have you eaten?" Lu Jingbei's deep eyes brightened a lot, and the world seemed to have regained color.

Ye Chujie inexplicably had a sense of opening up the mode of getting along with the old husband and wife, she slapped this setting away, walked to the side of the bed, put up Ye Shoumin's pillow, picked her up and sat up a little.

"Sanya, this day Director Lu helped me buy this and that, running up and down, it's almost dark and I haven't eaten yet, I really don't want to go, you invite him to have a meal in a while, right?"

"No problem! I just haven't eaten. ”

The corners of Lu Jingbei's mouth rose unconsciously, proving that he tried his best to get his daughter-in-law out for a meal that day, and today he made up for it.

Ten minutes later, Ye Chujie and Lu Jingbei arrived at a nearby state-run hotel, but it was relatively late, and there were basically no guests in the hotel.

Ye Chujie stood in front of the counter and looked at today's supply, thinking about whether to have two bowls of noodles?

She didn't know Lu Jingbei's taste, and it was not within her consideration.

She would agree to invite Lu Jingbei to dinner because she hadn't eaten yet, and taking Lu Jingbei out was no different from bringing a dog.

Lu Jingbei didn't care what he ate, as long as he ate with his daughter-in-law, out of the corner of his eye, he found a swaying figure walking in, and his face suddenly sank.

Fan Tong, who had a blue nose and swollen face, immediately rushed over when he saw Ye Chujie, "What do you want to eat, I'll buy it for you?"

"No need!" Ye Chujie took out the money ticket and asked for two bowls of shredded pork noodles.

Fan Tong, who didn't know what to refuse, waved his hand, "Don't be polite to me, how can anyone who is not invited to eat, let's have a meat dish, see that you are thin and rarely eat meat all year round." ”

Lu Jingbei has a strong diss in his heart, this bastard can still jump and blame himself for being too light, if he is given another chance, he must beat that bastard until he can't take care of himself in life.

The waiter rolled his eyes, Fan Tong is probably a fool, where is the fat girl who is short of meat to eat, look at the blessing of others, the clothes can't fit and bulge.

Ye Chujie suddenly became angry, took out all the money tickets in her pocket and slapped them on the counter and explained to the waiter, "Give me all the meat and vegetables, I'll go to the table by the windowsill and wait first, and you settle the account slowly." She put down her words, pulled Lu Jingbei and left.

Yes, people are not short of meat to eat, and there is no shortage of money, so the waiter puts away the money ticket and settles the account.

Fan Tong was disgraced, his face turned red, and he chased after him reluctantly.

Ye Chujie and Lu Jingbei walked to the window and sat down face to face.

Fan Tong chased to the table, pointed to Lu Jingbei and asked Ye Chujie, "Ye Chujie, does he want to have a relationship with you?"

"Do you believe this kind of nonsense?" Lu Jingbei felt that it was not enough to beat Fan Tong to the point that he couldn't take care of himself, so he pushed Fan Tong's hand away, his face was so gloomy that he could drip water.

Ye Chujie slapped the table and retorted to Fan Tong, "Just like me, if I strip naked and chase people for three miles, he won't look back." ”

Lu Jingbei likes Ye Chuxiu's kind of demon tune, so he can't look down on her so rigid.

Lu Jingbei......

"You are actually a water-based poplar woman!" Fan Tong pointed at Ye Chujie with an expression of 'I misread you'.

Ye Chujie looked at the sky speechlessly, "I'm making an analogy, do you understand?"

"Hmph, I don't want to like you anymore!" Fan Tong puffed his sleeves away.

Ye Chujie thanked God for his eighteenth generation ancestor.