He Jing frowned and asked, "Is it any good for you to embarrass me?"

They just met, and there is no contradiction or hatred, is it necessary?

Zhu Qian choked, unable to say the words "I can get a sense of superiority from her by doing this", and couldn't help but be annoyed and angry: "I just don't like you."

He Jing: "...... Okay."

She said that she had nothing more to say, and she could do whatever she wanted.

Zhu Qian said again: "And your brothers, they obviously look poor and sour, and they are all so tall that they can't do it, I don't know what confidence they have."

He Jing smiled angrily, and his eyes gradually turned cold: "Because although they are poor, they still have kind and beautiful qualities, and they really can't get along with people like you, and they can't even get along if they don't know how to be high."

Zhu Qian sighed: "In this society, rich is a father, and kindness is a fart."

He Jing pursed her red lips and stared at her indifferently.

Zhu Qian was inexplicably stunned and took a step back, but when she thought that He Jing couldn't do anything to her at all, she regained her confidence again, raised her chin and said, "Look at what, I'm right,"

He Jing didn't say a word, turned around and walked away.

Zhu Qian thought that He Jing was going to go to Qian Lizhen to complain again, so she hurriedly went up and grabbed ahead of her, ready to strike first, but He Jing just walked towards He Ning, He Ning was barbecuing, glanced at her sideways, and her indifferent and peaceful voice was full of concern:

"What's wrong?"

He Jing's face was expressionless: "It's nothing, second brother, you rest for a while."

Anyway, I can't sell it after baking it for a while.

He Ning was stunned for a moment, but he really stopped, he put down the barbecue, took off his apron, and asked, "What did Zhu Qian tell you just now?"

He Jing said, "I didn't say anything, I just stayed alone and was idle, and I came to talk to my second brother."

He Ning stopped talking, anyone with eyes could see that He Jing was in a bad mood now, he wouldn't comfort people, just accompany him quietly.

And Zhu Qian watched He Jing string He Ning lazy, as if she had caught some important handle, and immediately ran to Qian Lizhen to complain, Qian Lizhen was busy greeting guests, and when she heard it, she turned around and found that He Ning had really stopped, her face suddenly turned bad, and she strode towards them.

She didn't care about He Jing standing aside, and reprimanded He Ning dissatisfiedly: "The guests are still waiting, second brother, you can put your hands and feet sharp, don't be lazy."

He Jing raised his head, his eyes were extremely cold, and he said lightly: "He doesn't have to do it."

"Why!?"

"Because ......"

Before He Jing could finish speaking, an extremely strong aroma suddenly erupted, as if a tenth-level bomb had been dropped from the sky, immediately sweeping people away.

The aroma was spicy, spicy, sweet, salty, very strange, obviously they just smelled it, and felt as if they had tasted it, and everyone saw that there was a picture in their minds, they were wearing straw skirts, straw hats, and wooden sticks, circling around a fat roasted suckling pig around the campfire.

In the body, hundreds of billions of cells are trembling; In their stomachs, gastric juices poured like magma, and they wanted to take the source of this smell for themselves at once, as if they were in possession of a lost treasure.

Then, all the people within a radius of ten miles seemed to lose control, and frantically rushed towards the source of the aroma, not even bothering to look at the road.

Qian Lizhen was stunned, she stood in place, her saliva unconsciously flowed down like a waterfall, and when she came back to her senses, there was no more customer in the Zhu family's food stall, like a locust crossing the border, and there was no grass.

Who can resist this superb aroma.

Even Zhu Rui, the youngest son of the Zhu family, who is immersed in games, can't.