's father died early, and Uncle Xiong was like her own girl. She has always been respectful of me, and she is reciprocated. What happened to the father and son of the Xiong family, Fu Pengpeng naturally took it as his own business. She didn't pay any attention to the street discussions. Besides, it's fake, but if you listen to a few more ears, you won't lose a piece of meat.

She and Xiong Wei entered the Lanxiang Garden, just in time for Uncle Xiong to make a new dessert.

"Friends, dinner is at Uncle's place. I'll go back and bring some back to your mother. "Uncle Xiong likes Fu Pengpeng very much.

"Thank you, uncle. I always eat and pack in Lanxiangyuan, and my family saves at least half of the food money a month. ”

"In a pot of dishes, stir the spoon and take it out, you can't finish the spoon, what's polite. Uncle Xiong said, while washing his ruddy and plump hands, and put the dessert pearl balls in front of Pengpeng: "In the skin of cassava and glutinous rice, eight kinds of bean noodles are wrapped. ”

"Eight kinds, Uncle Xiong, you're amazing!"

Uncle Xiong smiled happily: "Hurry up and try it." ”

Each crystal white pearl ball is held by a rose petal and served in a white porcelain plate, delicate and beautiful.

Fu Pengpeng was embarrassed to hold the plate: "It's so beautiful, I can't bear to put my mouth down!"

Uncle Xiong laughed: "The dishes are made for people to taste, and you can't taste them just by looking at them." Your mother loves sweets, and when you go back, you take some raw meatballs and go home and freeze. If you want to eat it, take it out and cook it. ”

"Thank you, uncle!"

"Dad, what about mine?" Xiong Wei looked at the plate of balls being held in Fu Pengpeng's hand, and looked around to see how much was left for himself, and he was unhappy.

He didn't have such a good face for his son Uncle Xiong, and raised his fan-like palm and hit: "Do you know how much trouble you caused to Pengpeng? I see how you step down! You don't even know if Song Tao has a boyfriend, and your brain is full of fat intestines?"

Xiong Wei ducked around the dining table: "Dad, I'm in my twenties!

"It's time to fight!" Fu Pengpeng coaxed while eating with a plate.

At this time, Zhang Xiaoyu's voice came from outside: "Fu Pengpeng, you get out of the old lady!"

The voice was high-pitched and abrupt, and Fu Pengpeng almost choked.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Xiaoyu rushed in.

Uncle Xiong didn't beat his son anymore, rubbing his palms a little helplessly: "Sister Xiaoyu, it's hot, you sit down and drink saliva......"

"It's none of your business!" Zhang Xiaoyu glanced at him, walked around and dragged Fu Pengpeng away, "Follow me home." ”

"Hey, saucer!" Fu Pengpeng chewed the pearl balls, hurriedly put down the plate, and gave a thumbs up to Uncle Xiong, "It's delicious!"

Uncle Xiong quickly stuffed the prepared bag into her hand, and watched Zhang Xiaoyu pull Fu Pengpeng out of the door.

Xiong Wei stood beside him and looked at him at the same time, and his mouth was slurking: "Sister Xiaoyu will definitely lose money playing mahjong today!"

Uncle Xiong slapped him on the head: "Go to the kitchen and noodles to make pearl balls!"

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The mother and daughter got home and quarreled.

"The Xiong family has made a fortune in catering, and you can't hang Xiong Wei as a spare tire? Do you know how ugly it is outside? I have lived on the same street as the Xiong family for decades, and the rabbits still don't eat the grass next to the nest. ”

"Sister Xiaoyu, you said that my natural beauty can't be wasted, and you can rest assured if you find a rich son-in-law. Although the Xiong family is not a rich country, it is more than enough to raise me for a lifetime and add half a lifetime to you. Although Xiong Wei is not particularly handsome, he is also stronger than Aunt Niu's nephew's five-short figure that pinched the middle and did not show the two ends, right? He had a crush on me since he was a child, and dared to confess to me in front of more than a dozen neighbors. How true his feelings are for me! Why can't this kind of grass be eaten on the edge of the nest? The building near the moon has the moon first, and it is easy to start when people are familiar. Know-it-all. Eat the grass next to his nest to ensure that you don't have diarrhea and won't be poisoned. ”

Fu Pengpeng was full of laughter and disagreed with his mother. She was not sad in her heart. How come in my mother's heart, I have become a slut who has taken a fancy to the Xiong family's industry and is shameless to catch Xiong Wei as a spare tire?

Zhang Xiaoyu was so angry that Zhang Xiaoyu took out a feather duster from the plum bottle and danced vigorously: "It's against you? Deliberately angry with me? I can't say that you and Xiong Wei are in love, it's not allowed!"

Fu Pengpeng was still smiling: "Sister Xiaoyu, you are so angry...... Shouldn't you have fallen in love with Uncle Xiong, I'm afraid that you will be embarrassed to remarry if I and Xiong Wei have an affair?"

It is common for mother and daughter to joke and quarrel. Fu Pengpeng said nonsense casually. Who knew that Zhang Xiaoyu was stunned, and it was rare to see it for a thousand years.

Fu Pengpeng stroked his forehead: "You really like Uncle Xiong?"

Zhang Xiaoyu's reaction was a little late, and then he threw away the feather duster, sat on the sofa and hid his face and howled: "The old lady has been observing the festival for more than ten years, and a handful of tears and sweat have pulled you to grow up, do you understand that I have a better relationship with your father than Jin Jian......? ! He and I are old neighbors who have been innocent for decades! You unscrupulous girl who pokes the heart of the old lady!"

"The person Xiong Wei wants to confess to is Song Tao. Fu Pengpeng blocked his ears with his fingers and sighed, telling the truth.

"Isn't it Song Tao?" Zhang Xiaoyu's tears were gone, and she asked her with a surprised face.

"That's right. Xiong Wei prepared for several days to confess to Song Tao. Who knew that Song Tao suddenly brought a boyfriend over. At that time, the story of Hou Siyi was finished, how could he step down? So, Sister Xiaoyu, the embarrassing thing of the mother and daughter marrying the father and son of the Xiong family at the same time will never happen. You can be bold in pursuing your second spring. I promise, you will marry Uncle Xiong tomorrow. I'll call him Uncle today, and I'll call him Dad tomorrow!"

In order to comfort his mother, he betrayed Xiong Wei, but Fu Pengpeng couldn't help it. She thought she would be fine after explaining. Who knew that Zhang Xiaoyu wanted to go elsewhere again, jumped up from the sofa and picked up a feather duster and pointed at her: "Fu Pengpeng, you are really promising! Losing to Song Tao in the exam! Even the person Xiaowei likes is also Song Tao! You are better than Song Tao to show your mother once, okay? Song Tao's mother is going to die of pride again!"

"This is called a salary draw from the bottom of the kettle, do you understand? When you marry Uncle Xiong, if Xiong Wei marries Song Tao, won't you justifiably become her mother-in-law? At that time, Hou Song Tao's mother will be too late to please you with a low hump, how majestic!"

With Zhang Xiaoyu's IQ, he was taken into the ditch by Fu Pengpeng in an instant. She blinked and quickly understood her daughter's words, threw the feather duster, and laughed wildly: "Hahahaha!

"Uncle Xiong can only have a ghost if he sees you. Fu Pengpeng muttered and changed the topic, "Do you want to taste the pearl balls that Uncle Xiong brought?"

"I'm going to cook. Your Uncle Xiong's craftsmanship is good. Zhang Xiaoyu was already smiling when she took the bag, and when she turned on the fire and boiled water in the kitchen, she muttered again, "Pengpeng, you still have to find a serious job to work." Last time I ate at the banquet, Song Tao's mother kept asking where you worked. I said you're a graphic model, and her eyes are like you're going to be a chicken. The job of a graphic model is also not fixed. Let's live on your salary now. The neighbors don't think of being a graphic model as a job, and Aunt Niu always says that you don't have a job. ”

"Ordinary companies recruit thousands of dollars a month. Being a model can sometimes cost tens of thousands, and you don't have to be 9 to 5 in the morning. Otherwise, I'll find a regular job and take time to work part-time to earn more money. So no one will say anything. Fu Pengpeng thought about it carefully and felt that his mother's words also made some sense.

Zhang Xiaoyu boiled the pearl balls on the fire, and suddenly remembered one more thing, and said a little embarrassed: "Pengpeng, Song Tao's mother said that day...... When Song Tao gets acquainted with the station, other TV programs need to recruit hosts in the future, and she will ask Song Tao to help you match. ”

The smile on Fu Pengpeng's face disappeared.

"Hey, I know, where would Song Tao's mother really want to help us. She just wants to see me laugh...... But if you have the chance. I, it's not like I can't pretend to bow my head to her. Zhang Xiaoyu immediately explained.

Fu Pengpeng's heart suddenly softened again, and he threw a wink at her: "My Fu Pengpeng needs to rely on Song Tao to find a job?"

It's because of his own relationship that his mother is ridiculed by the neighbors outside. Fu Pengpeng made up his mind that he would never let his mother be looked down upon again in the future. She had to find a decent job.