Chapter 870 Strength Pit Qian
Xiao Qian plugged the phone to Yu Minglang with lightning speed, and then ran to apply the mask. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
What is my husband used for?
Professional backstabbing!
Yu Minglang took the phone with a smile.
"Mom, it's me. ”
"Oh! Minglang is off work! Tired, are you tired! Have you eaten, is Qian'er's dead girl not cooking again?" Treat your daughter and treat your son-in-law, that is definitely two completely different attitudes, Xiaoqian's mother asked Yu Minglang very kindly.
"I haven't eaten it yet, I'll cook noodles for Qian'er later. ”
"Oh, why is this kid still so unlearned, how can he let you cook--that noodle, you put some shrimp, or it won't be nutritious!"
"Yes, yes, yes! Mom is right, there are bottled frozen shrimp in the refrigerator that you brought over last time, I will put more in a while, Qian'er has worked hard today, I am busy with the competition, I am looking for a good noodle meal with her, we have celebrated outside at noon, my mother and brother are also there. ”
Xiaoqian's mother laughed like a flower, and she still disliked Xiaoqian with meaning in her mouth. "This girl, it's too unusual, I've said how many times I've asked her to learn to cook, but she's too busy studying, I'll teach her well when I come back this time!"
"It's okay Mom, don't we live together now, I can do it at home, I'm hiring a nanny these days, someone will take care of Qian'er's three meals when I'm not at home in the future, Qian'er is busy with her career, don't let her learn, my mother and my sister-in-law rarely cook, and there are little aunts at home." ”
Hearing that this is the tradition of the old Yu family, Xiaoqian's mother stopped saying anything, and she also knew that until the point was reached, her daughter's cooking skills were really untouchable, and she went into the kitchen to burn it once.
"Is the shrimp enough to eat? It was frozen last year, the sea has been closed recently, and it is not easy to buy shrimp, so I can buy it in two months, and then I will freeze it for you." ”
"It's enough to eat, mom's craftsmanship is really good, this shrimp jelly is really fresh, and the taste is similar to that of freshness when it is thawed and boiled. ”
"Of course, I'll tell you, I have a unique recipe for this! Then I have to put the big live shrimp in some water in a frozen mineral water bottle, and ah..."
Xiao Qian's mother was quite comfortable by Yu Minglang, praising the housewife's superb craftsmanship, which is similar to Xiao Qian's honor of winning the award, Comrade Xiao Qiang obviously has mastered the essence of the skill of pleasing his mother-in-law.
Work more, don't complain, praise your daughter-in-law in front of your mother-in-law, and praise your mother-in-law for teaching her daughter well, and intermittently praise your mother-in-law's rich life experience and can't be too deliberate.
Xiaoqian's mother can't stop when she opens the box, her son-in-law is too good at chattering, and she is very happy to nag the old lady, and she keeps asking questions, ordinary men and mothers-in-law don't talk so much, Xiaoqiang is an exception.
When Xiaoqian covered her mask and came out, Yu Minglang's phone to please her mother-in-law had not hung up yet.
Xiao Qiang's eyes widened.
The red mask of the blood thorn hula is no longer used, and this time it has been replaced with a black one?
Stretching out his fingers, curiously wanting to poke it, what is this black and non-trash?
After the last time I on my face, now it's muddy again? Women are such incomprehensible creatures, such a little face, why do you get everything on your face?
Xiao Qian slapped off his dishonest paws, pushed him aside, and said with her mouth, don't cook yet, there will be something later.
Yu Minglang nodded, sat next to her and hugged her.
Well, it must be her face with her back to him, looking at this little black face, even if she loves his wife deeply, there is pressure to see his wife's colorful mask face.
Xiao Qian leaned comfortably on his chest and continued to chat with her mother.
"Mom, who is the cousin you asked me to help? What did he do?"
"The one who struck the iron! There is a tin bucket he beat in our old house, have you forgotten?"
"He!" Xiao Qian remembered.
Xiao Qian picked up the glass pot and was thinking about letting Xiao Qiang taste the fruit tea she brewed in the microwave oven - this glass pot was found after she had been looking for a long time, it could be used for Weibo tea, and it wouldn't be fried.
As soon as she picked up the pot, she saw a shameless man grimacing behind her from the glossy surface of the pot.
Xiao Qian squinted her eyes and turned her head, he immediately looked serious, as if it was not him who made a grimace just now.
"Qian'er?" Xiao Qian's mother didn't hear her daughter talking, so she asked.
"I'm here, Mom, do you think there's anything wrong with my cousin?" Xiao Qian turned her head, pretending not to care.
Yu Minglang immediately grimaced again, lalala, you little monster with a black mask!
Xiao Qian quickly turned her head and grabbed Yu Minglang, his hand still pinching his face with a smile.
A second later, Xiao Qian's side became her pinching Yu Minglang's face, and Xiao Qiang didn't dare to resist.
Woo woo, this woman is too cunning and too cruel!
"Mom, you go on. "Xiaoqian's hands are still working hard, I'll twist it, screw you cheeky!
Yu Minglang grinned in pain, hey, hey, daughter-in-law, be merciful, the black mud on your face will fall off in pieces!
"I said, it's not that your cousin has a problem, but his son, his son is almost 38 years old this year, but his daughter-in-law doesn't want to get pregnant, this matter is making a lot of trouble in the whole family, can you show your brother Zhuzi's daughter-in-law, what's wrong with her? The great gods in the countryside have seen it all, saying that it was for his milk who died, but he burned the paper, and also made clothes or something, and his daughter-in-law didn't want to give birth, so I thought of looking for you, aren't you state-run to see things..."
Xiao Qian depressedly let go of Xiao Qiang's cheeky hand, what the hell is this!
The rural god looks for her no matter what happens, how can this have the meaning of a dead horse being a live horse doctor, a broken jar?
It feels like making a joke about Xiaoqian, which means that it doesn't matter if it doesn't look good, there is an attitude of trying it out, she, a highly educated psychiatrist with a soft hand for awards, can open 5000 money skewers an hour, how can it be the turn of not being as good as the rural gods?
"Let them go to the hospital to register, and now the psychiatrist can see them. ”
"Doesn't it cost money to go to the hospital, I heard that it is not cheap, the registration fee is 20, the last time I led his daughter-in-law into the city to see a doctor, it is said that the number of two people is going to be hung, and it is said that this kind of thing has to be seen by two people, isn't this the money of the black family? The registration fee is 40!"
Xiaoqian's mother also thinks that she has a unique sense of justice and exposes the medical shady!
Yu Minglang was happy, Xiao Qian used to put it out, and he could also hear the volcanic mud mask on his face when the provincial mobile phone rubbed against it.
The daughter-in-law's heart is estimated to be collapsed at the moment, 40 yuan is too expensive, his daughter-in-law is thousands of dollars an hour, and the mother-in-law has the strength to pit his daughter-in-law!
Xiao Qian's temples were beating, and before she had time to protest, she listened to Xiao Qian's mother add.