Chapter 35: The Goods of the Rod

Zhaoyang walked directly past Zhou Xiaoli in the direction of Yu's house.

Zhou Xiaoli's trick didn't succeed, how could she let Zhaoyang go?

She ran to Zhaoyang again to block her way: "Do you want to stay in a dilapidated house like the Yu family for the rest of your life?" Don't think about yourself in the future? ”

Zhaoyang looked at her coldly: "If I were you, what I should be worried about right now is my own situation, don't forget, you are a pregnant woman now." ”

"You don't have to worry about my business, I have my own measure. I ask again, do you want to work with me? Zhou Xiaoli felt that she had found her home again.

She said, it's not a fellow who robbed Yu Zhenzhen's body, how can it be an opponent of a person like her who travels through with the aura of the heroine?

Zhaoyang knew that before Zhou Xiaoli died in her world, she was an outer room raised by a man, oh, it was called Xiaosan, because she wanted to go to the top to intimidate the pregnant main room, she caused a miscarriage in the main room, and was beaten to death by that man.

After reading books for 18 years, I don't even understand the most basic principles of life, and I don't have any common sense.

Can't even pull a bow and want to go up to the mountains to hunt? As long as the ginseng is low, the ginseng in the north is long legged, can it run to the south?

Only Zhou Xiaoli's country makes the eldest princess very envious, the strength is strong and there is no war, the people live and work in peace and contentment, everyone is literate and hyphenated, and women do not have to rely on men to live......

However, in the eyes of the eldest princess, a fool like Zhou Xiaoli is a cane to death.

"You don't deserve it."

Zhao Yang went straight past her.

It took a while for Zhou Xiaoli to react to what Zhaoyang said.

She jumped to her feet in anger: "Don't be ignorant, when I expose your true colors, I will let them burn you." ”

Zhao Yangli ignored her.

No matter how much Zhou Xiaoli jumped, it was useless.

Now that Jiang Siwen's second child is gone, the child in her belly is the only species in the Jiang family, and Jiang's mother will definitely take close care of Zhou Xiaoli!

Zhou Xiaoli was furious.

As soon as her mind turned, she immediately covered her stomach and fell: "Ouch, my stomach hurts so much, Yu Zhenzhen, you push me ......"

Zhaoyang turned around and said coldly: "I advise you to wait for someone to come over and touch the porcelain." ”

Zhou Xiaoli: "......"

There was no one around.

Originally, there was, but Zhou Xiaoli avoided it.

"By the way, that Pei Gongzi dislikes you for being old and ugly." Zhaoyang suddenly stabbed the knife.

Zhou Xiaoli was almost so angry that she was gone.

Yu Huilan is a widow, twenty-six years old this year, it is a good time for her, and now she is disgusted by the male protagonist she thinks, and she almost vomits blood.

Originally, Yu Zhen's body was hers!

The male protagonist is also hers!

It's all to blame for this lonely ghost now!

Zhou Xiaoli stared at Zhaoyang's back, eager to tear Zhaoyang's hand off the wine.

She must find a way to change back, she doesn't want to be Yu Huilan.

When Zhaoyang returned to Yu's house, Mrs. Yu was worried about the flour.

Seeing Zhaoyang, the old lady hurriedly asked her, "Zhenzhen, what kind of pasta do you want to eat?" Grandma and your two aunts haven't done it before, why don't you hurry up and find someone to ask for advice? ”

"I'll do it." Zhaoyang rolled up his sleeves and walked over.

"How's that going to work? If your hands are rough, you don't look good, so don't come to join in the fun. The old lady hurried to stop her.

Zhaoyang said: "I dreamed of how to make pasta, maybe I can try it." If I can't do it, won't I touch it in the future? ”

Hearing her say this, what else can the old lady say? I can only listen to her.

Zhaoyang rarely cooks, and this pasta was also learned when he arrived at the border, but it was limited to being able to make it, and whether it was delicious or not was another matter.