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81zw hung in the middle of the sky with a warm sun, Wang Zijun sat in the courtyard, full of green, full of vitality, full of green, the air faintly floated a fragrance of melons and fruits. Lin Ying'er, who had a small apron tied around her waist, shouted into the yard.

Looking at Lin Ying'er's small appearance with a spatula, Wang Zijun felt that this NV child was so gentle and amiable, delicate and cute, and her innocent little face became more and more dazzling, charming and moving. Wang Zijun only felt as if he had flown into a tender watery sky, and something around him was opening up brilliantly. Lin Yinger is a little wife, and he is the male owner of this family. The two of them live a bōlan daily life, trivial but warm.

Seeing Wang Zijun looking at herself in a daze, Lin Ying'er unconsciously blushed, smiled, and quickly turned around and ran towards the kitchen.

It is said that this pampered Lin Yinger should not be able to cook. However, the four dishes and one soup served made Wang Zijun gain knowledge, which requires a certain amount of effort, and he felt more and more that this NV child was precious.

Lin Yinger made four dishes, celery and shrimp, roasted oil wheat, stewed pork ribs with sauerkraut, féi intestines, and fried ròu slices with pepper. As soon as Wang Zijun saw that he had his favorite féi intestine, he immediately couldn't wait!

After tossing for such a long time, I was really a little hungry, and I was not polite at the moment, so I reached out and picked up the chopsticks and sandwiched them towards the dish.

"Snap" the small chopsticks, not lightly or heavily, knocked on the back of Wang Zijun's hand, Lin Ying'er said with disgust: "Oh, you are a liulàng Han, go wash your hands!" ”

Wang Zijun smiled embarrassedly, and smiled with some happiness.

"It seems that my choice is right, if you are a partner, I guess there will be no such changed script." Lin Yinger roughly skimmed through the script and said proudly.

Just as the two were eating, a black red flag sedan had slowly driven into the family courtyard of the provincial party committee. The soldiers on duty at Mén Guard all stood up and saluted the moment they saw the car.

In the No. 1 car of the provincial party committee, Lin Zeyuan and Wang Jiefang were sitting side by side in the back row, and Wang Jiefang said with a smile: "Secretary Lin, if you really don't worry about Ying'er, just call her to go to my house to eat."

Compared with Wang Zijun, Lin Ying'er is too far behind, and only then did she remember that she was still pestering her father to come back to cook, so she could comfort her daughter.

In a hurry, Lin Ying'er unconsciously thought of the male NV protagonist in the script, and after standing up in a hurry, she said loudly: "Dad, don't get me wrong, I'...... We are not what you think. ”

At that moment, Wang Zijun was a little dizzy, this girl, if you talk like this, isn't there no three hundred taels of silver here? What do you move?

Lin Zeyuan looked at the faint flush on Nv'er's face, instantly regained his composure, and then laughed and said, "Of course I know what it is, it just so happens that we didn't eat, just eat together." ”

After speaking, he glanced at Wang Jiefang again and said, "Old Wang, it seems that inviting you to eat with me today is the right invitation." ”

Wang Jiefang was also shocked at this time, but from the bottom of his heart, he was very willing to let his son and the secretary of the provincial party committee continue to develop like this. If the son gets such a Mount Tai, then there is undoubtedly a towering tree to support him in his career.

As the two of them sat down, Lin Yinger was a little unnatural. However, Wang Zijun still acted as if nothing had happened, of course, nothing really happened to him and Lin Ying'er.

"Ying'er, did you cook this meal? Not bad. Lin Zeyuan chewed a mouthful of green vegetables, and said to Wang Zijun again: "Secretary Wang, this time I have been stained with your light, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to eat Ying'er's cooking today." ”

Wang Zijun's heart was not too nervous, but now he was even calmer, and when he heard Lin Zeyuan's words, he smiled and said: "Secretary Lin, and Comrade Secretary General, it stands to reason that both of you should thank me." This meal was bought by my labor. After changing the script for more than an hour, you say, how many brain cells I am going to exhaust. ”

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