Chapter 894: Don't Grab Me (10 more)

But even so, Lu Mingfang is still the same Lu Mingfang.

Proud, and has his own unique way of dealing with the world.

At the moment when he knew that she agreed with Li Jinfeng, the niece and daughter-in-law, Lu Zezhi had already classified Li Jinfeng into the ranks of his own people.

"Yes, Jin Feng and Ming Fang are getting along very well." Guo Song nodded in agreement.

"By the way, Jin Feng's work ......" Lu Zezhi's gaze fell on Lu Jianguo.

"Her hukou has not been transferred yet, and the work must be coordinated from the southern province." Lu Jianguo spoke.

"Or ...... Don't bother with it, see which of us can help find a job first? Lu Zezhi asked.

"Let's put this thing aside! After the Lantern Festival, Jin Feng has to go back to her parents' house, if things can be done, there is no need to trouble the second uncle. Lu Jianguo said.

From the bottom of his heart, Lu Jianguo still hopes that Li Jinfeng can choose what he wants to do.

Whether it's going to work as a worker in a state-owned factory, or a more relaxed job, she's happy!

What status, what origin, these don't matter at all.

"That's fine! Anyway, if there is anything to help with, just ask. ”

Lu Zezhi, the younger brother, wanted to help his daughter-in-law as soon as he opened his mouth.

Lu Yanzhi listened beside him, and inevitably felt faceless, so he subconsciously looked at Shen Wan.

Shen Wan smiled knowingly, "I heard Jin Feng say last time that if you want to enter the factory, if you don't dislike it, I can also help." ”

At this moment, Li Jinfeng, Lu Mingfang, and Song Chunling had already walked up to these people.

Hearing Shen Wan's words, Li Jinfeng said thank you, and said that he already had an eyebrow about his work.

She didn't expect that so many people wanted to help solve her work.

However, she also knows that once she agrees to this kind of thing, she owes someone a favor, even if this person is her mother-in-law.

Li Jinfeng went back to the utility room and took some food.

It's all relatively ordinary things, melon seeds, peanuts, shortbread and chicken cakes and the like.

Lu Mingfang went to the kitchen and took out the boneless chicken feet made by Li Jinfeng.

I didn't forget to remind my two brothers and sisters-in-law, and a few other juniors sitting in the house.

"This chicken feet are made by Jin Feng for a lot of time, so you can eat less." Lu Mingfang said.

People who were originally not interested in this thing heard this and made unceremonious moves.

Lu Mingfang was anxious, "You ......"

Everyone didn't have much hope, but as soon as the chicken feet entered their mouths, they felt that they tasted good.

"Mom, you're too uninteresting, such a delicious thing, just take it out now, this thing is much better than Jiang rice noodles and chicken cakes."

It was Guo Aiming, Lu Mingfang's daughter, who spoke.

Guo Song and Lu Mingfang's salaries are not low, plus there are subsidies from time to time from Mr. Lu, Guo Aiming, who is Lu Mingfang's daughter, naturally has benefits.

She didn't like to eat the non-staple foods sold by the supply and marketing cooperatives for a long time.

But the chicken feet that Lu Mingfang took out were different, she ate them for the first time, and they were particularly delicious.

Lu Zezhi's two children, Lu Hao and Lu Peiqing, also ate without any image at all.

Originally, chicken feet are such things, in Li Jinfeng's opinion, they are what children like to eat, and in this era, it is rare, and when you go to a grocery store, you have to depend on luck, whether you can buy so many chicken feet.

Rare and delicious, no one will not like it.

"The craftsmanship is really good." Shen Wan finished eating and wiped her mouth.