Zhang Jueming smiled and stopped interrogating, she couldn't even sort out her own affairs, and she didn't bother to care about the affairs of a distant relative.

Zhang Jueming looked at Wang Cuihua, sighed, stood up, and walked to the room.

"Auntie!" Wang Cuihua shouted unswallowed snacks in her mouth and stopped Zhang Jueming.

Zhang Jueming turned around, she was a little impatient, waiting for Wang Cuihua's question.

Wang Cuihua said with a smile: "Auntie, you know Zhou Jingjing, right? ”

Zhou Jingjing? Zhang Jueming immediately became interested, returned to the living room, and asked curiously: "Cuihua, the person you are talking about will not be Zhou Jingjing, right?" ”

"How so? No, no, it's not him—" Wang Cuihua nervously denied.

As soon as Zhang Jueming heard it, he knew that Wang Cuihua would never mention Zhou Jingjing for no reason, she must be tired!

Zhang Jueming stared at her, Wang Cuihua seemed very embarrassed, Zhang Jueming understood, she smiled and said: "Zhou Jingjing, this kid is quite good, he won't mess around, and his family background is not bad." ”

When Wang Cuihua heard this, she was extremely happy, and immediately grabbed Zhang Jueming's hand and said, "Auntie, do you also think Zhou Jingjing is very good?" I mean, the first time I saw him, his stupid look, it was-"

Zhang Jueming tilted his head, looked at Wang Cuihua, and laughed.

Wang Cuihua immediately stopped talking and blushed.

Zhang Jueming stretched out his hand and patted her on the shoulder, and said, "Cuihua, Jingjing is a rare good husband, mainly because of her good family background-"

Zhang Jueming seemed to find that she was speaking too directly, and she immediately stopped.

Wang Cuihua was anxious to know some of Zhou Jingjing's private affairs, and she was not disgusted by Zhang Jueming's words.

"Auntie, go on." Wang Cuihua listened carefully and urged Zhang Jueming to continue.

Zhang Jueming was relieved to boldly reveal everything about Zhou Jingjing, she hoped that Wang Cuihua would marry into a wealthy family, and she would follow a little light, so she concealed that Zhou Jingjing and Gao Liangliang had a son.

The more Wang Cuihua listened, the more energetic she became, and when Zhang Jueming finished speaking, she stood up and walked out the door.

Zhang Jueming stopped her, "Cuihua, it's a big night, a big girl's family, where are you going." ”

Wang Cuihua smiled and replied, "Find Zhou Jingjing." ”

"Stupid! If a girl sticks it up, others will take you seriously, come back! Zhang Jueming walked over and grabbed Wang Cuihua.

Wang Cuihua felt a little impulsive, she stopped, turned around, looked at Zhang Jueming, smirked, and asked, "Auntie, what do you think?" ”

Zhang Jueming laughed and pulled her into the living room, Zhang Jueming sat down on the sofa and stretched out his hand.

Wang Cuihua didn't see it, what did she mean?

"Auntie, what is this for? Do you want to reach out? Wang Cuihua looked at Zhang Jueming in confusion.

Zhang Jueming smiled bitterly and said, "With an IQ like yours, can you hook up with Jingjing last week?" Can you marry into a wealthy family? Bring me water! ”

Wang Cuihua immediately understood, said "oh", turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

Zhang Jueming shook his head and said: The girls are too stupid now!

Wang Cuihua came over with a glass of water and handed it to Zhang Jueming, Zhang Jueming took the cup and took a sip, Wang Cuihua was waiting for him to speak, and Zhang Jueming took a second sip.

"Auntie, what did you just say, what is the best way? Let's hear it. Wang Cuihua asked Zhang Jueming tentatively.

Zhang Jueming stopped talking non-stop, she finished drinking the water, put the cup on the table, looked up, looked at Wang Cuihua, Wang Cuihua laughed, now Zhang Jueming should teach the method, right?

Who knew that Zhang Jueming said again: "Cuihua, you know how to cook, right?" ”

Cook? Wang Cuihua was overjoyed, laughed, and said, "Auntie, this is my strength, does Zhou Jingjing like girls who can cook?" Am I hopeful? ”

Looking at the wrong words, he was excited and waited for Zhang Jueming's trick.

Zhang Jueming cleared his throat and said, "I know how to cook, I'm a little hungry, make a bowl of noodles, I can make noodles, right?" Put what you said about cooking, I'm a little skeptical. ”

"Huh?!" Wang Cuihua was extremely disappointed, it turned out that Zhang Jueming meant this?

For the sake of the routine, in order to pursue Zhou Jingjing's method, Wang Cuihua laughed and said to Zhang Jueming: "Okay, aunt, wait a minute, my niece will immediately present you with a bowl of hearty noodles." ”

Zhang Jueming also smiled, in terms of well-behavedness, except for his son Han Bing, even Wang Cuihua is gone.

After a while, Wang Cuihua came out with a bowl of noodles and respectfully placed it in front of Zhang Jueming.

Zhang Jueming stretched out his hand again, Wang Cuihua glanced at it, understood again, turned around, brought a glass of water, and handed it to Zhang Jueming, unexpectedly, Zhang Jueming did not accept the water.

"Auntie, what do you mean? What do you want this time? "Wang Cuihua really doesn't understand.

Zhang Jueming uses the same gesture every time, she expresses different meanings, who knows which meaning she wants to express?!

Zhang Jueming looked a little, pointed to the noodles, and didn't say anything.

Wang Cuihua immediately understood, happily ran to the kitchen, took the pepper out, she shook the pepper jar a few times, and was about to sprinkle it on the noodles.

"Stop!"

Zhang Jueming stopped her, glared at her, and asked, "What do you want to do?" I don't eat pepper, have you forgotten? How can this look survive Zhang Ruili's tricky mother-in-law? ”

Tricky?

Mother-in-law?

Wang Cuihua's hand slowly lowered the pepper.

"Auntie, is Zhou Jingjing's mother difficult to serve? Not really, right? The people of W City are at least a little more open-minded than the countrymen, right? "What Wang Cuihua said is the truth.

Zhang Jueming felt like he was scolding her, and roared: "What do you know? Where is Zhang Ruili from W City? Didn't she play with mud here before? ”

Wang Cuihua grabbed a little bit of information again, playing with mud?

"Auntie, are you very familiar with Zhang Ruili? If you have time to talk to me about her, know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles! Wang Cuihua said that the wind is the rain.

Zhang Jueming raised his hand, wanted to hit her, put it down again, and shouted: "Bring the chopsticks!" ”

Wang Cuihua said "oh", after a long time, Wang Cuihua served noodles without chopsticks, no wonder Zhang Jueming reached out?

Wang Cuihua smirked and immediately ran, the fat on her body shook with the difficult running posture.

Zhang Jueming looks at her appearance, just this figure? Zhou Jingjing can see it?

Zhang Jueming was a little worried, no matter how unwilling Wang Cuihua was to hear others say that she was fat, she still had to pick a time to remind her, it was time to lose weight, a little girl can't maintain a good figure, she is as old as her, and she still has it?

Wang Cuihua ran, panting, and brought chopsticks.

Zhang Jueming took the chopsticks, ate the noodles, and made a sound, Wang Cuihua stood aside and watched, how many times did she want to ask the subject, but she was choked back by the sound of Zhang Jueming eating.

Just as Zhang Jueming was taking the last bite, the door squeaked.

Zhang Jueming and Wang Cuihua turned their heads to look, and Han Yu and the widow Jin Lifu walked in.

Wang Cuihua saw the golden civet holding Han Yu's arm and leaning on Han Yu's body slimy, she looked at Zhang Jueming again and asked, "Auntie, you just pretended not to see it?" ”

Zhang Jueming didn't speak, put down the chopsticks, and said to Wang Cuihua: "Cuihua, put away the dishes and chopsticks, go back to the room and sleep." ”

Wang Cuihua was deeply surprised, Zhang Jueming should lose her temper the most at this time, why is she so cowardly? Wang Cuihua couldn't swallow this breath, she rushed towards Han Yu and the golden civet.

"Cuihua, what do you want to do?" Zhang Jueming asked loudly in the back.

Wang Cuihua didn't speak, continued to walk forward, grabbed the golden civet's arm, the golden civet looked up in horror, and asked, "Wang Cuihua, what are you doing?" ”

"Cuihua, let go of her, he's mine-" Han Yu's eyes meowed into the living room, but didn't say anything.

What did he want to say? He wants to say that the golden civet is his wife or girlfriend? Or is it a lover?

Zhang Jueming heard it clearly, and she listened quietly.

Han Yu said, pushed away Wang Cuihua's thick hand, and pulled the golden civet towards the living room.

Wang Cuihua spread out her hands and blocked the way of the two, she looked serious and said, "Uncle, tell me, who are you this vixen?" ”

Han Yu looked at the golden civet, and then at Wang Cuihua, and said with a smile: "Cuihua, that's the case, I and the golden civet are in love, there is love between the two of us, I love her, she loves me even more-"

Wang Cuihua listened to Han Yu's tongue twister, uncomfortable, and asked loudly: "Answer my question directly, what is a golden civet?" ”

The golden fox's eyes were full of anger, he glanced at her, pretended to be pitiful, and leaned on Han Yu's arms.

Han Yu looked at the golden beaver and said softly, "She is the other half of my life. ”

Zhang Jueming heard it clearly, she stood up in disbelief and walked towards the room mechanically, her eyes staring blankly ahead.

Wang Cuihua listened to Han Yu's words and felt very ridiculous, she laughed out loud, pointed at Han Yu and the golden civet and scolded: "Beast, fox spirit!" You guys are so lacking in morality, you want to live and fly together, right? I'm not going to let you get away with it, we'll see! ”

After Wang Cuihua finished speaking, she rushed back to her room.

Han Yu was a little weak-hearted, just smiled awkwardly, and said softly to the golden civet in his arms: "Golden civet, don't pay attention to her, she is an old girl, five big and three thick, she can't get married, so like a resentful woman, everyone in Zhang Jueming's family is like this, nervous, she looks ugly, she doesn't say it, her temper stinks to death, who is rare like this?" ”

Han Yu's words were between the lines, praising the golden civet, the golden civet was clear, and her resentment towards Wang Cuihua finally disappeared.

"Han Yu, I don't care about a little girl, I only care about you."

The golden civet's voice was coquettish, Han Yu's interest came again, he picked up the golden civet, rushed directly into the room, threw her on the bed, and outside the living room, there was immediately a sound of male and female love.

The golden civet is very good at coaxing men to be happy, Zhang Jueming listened to the voice of the golden civet*, her heart was extremely uncomfortable, her heart was torn, why is Han Yu so arrogant?!