Chapter 533: Can You Knit Sweaters?

As she spoke, she glanced at Yu Mei'er meaningfully. The corners of Yu Meier's mouth twitched, and she straightened her chest thinking that she had no trace, completely dispelling the boss's worries!

Well, no.

The proprietress saw her chest up, and thought-

What a good child, it's a pity, it's a shemale.

This means that Yu Meier doesn't know what the proprietress is thinking, if she knows, she will jump to her feet!

What shemale? Your brain circuit is too wow!

"Wife, look at me today, yo, I have a guest today? Eh, it's really weird, how can there be guests today? My ready-made cold rice, someone to eat? ”

"Yes, yes, go and unload your outfit, I'm thinking about your two acres and three points of land every day."

The boss wore a straw hat and a hat, took off his muddy rain boots at the door, took off his hat, and hung it at the door, "Of course, my daughter is not here, what else can I hope for?" That's all I have to worry about. ”

“…… Eh, don't come in barefoot, I finally swept the floor clean. Wait, I'll go get you slippers. ”

"Okay, okay, you go get it."

The boss pulled a bench and sat down at random, and talked to Li Jingting with a smile, "You haven't ordered food yet, have you?" What do you want to eat? Wait a minute, I'll do it right away. ”

"Shoes."

The proprietress gave the boss a pair of slippers and carried a large towel soaked in hot water. At the age of a, she bent down to wipe her husband's feet, and she was calm and elegant.

"Eh, okay, okay, the outsiders are still there."

"Put it on! It's a cold day, and if you look back and get sick, I won't serve you. ”

That is to say, the hands are delicate and delicate, but the work is serving.

"You two are really affectionate."

Li Jingting couldn't help but say with envy. In my memory, my mother was always busy serving the family, and she was also careful to take care of my father. He never seemed to feel such a warm scene between husband and wife.

"Are you Gui Geng this year?"

"Harm, what Gui Geng? I'm forty-five years old. My wife is forty-four. The two of us got married early. My daughters are twenty-five. Hey, boy, I look young, right? ”

Li Jingting, "......"

He really couldn't answer that, "Young, he looks like a man in his forties." ”

"Of course, when people are happy, they tend to look young! By the way, what do you eat? I've just caught the fish here, so why don't I make boiled fish for you? That's my specialty, and my daughter loves it! ”

"Okay, okay."

Yu Mei'er responded with a hoarse voice, reacted, and coughed twice, "Don't bother too much, we can eat anything, just fill our stomachs." ”

"Hey, you kid, you look quite rebellious, and it's nice to say."

The boss said and went into the kitchen. Yu Mei'er looked at Li Jingting's calm eyes, but her heart was empty for no reason. He shouldn't find anything, right?

The boss entered the kitchen, and the proprietress stroked her hair and calmly took out a bamboo basket from under the table.

Inside the basket is a soft wool thread, and a small sweater has been formed.

"Do you knit sweaters?"

Li Jingting intuitively felt that Yu Mei'er must have some connection with this proprietress family, otherwise, the dog would not be so kind to her, and she would not be so nervous when he was about to enter this restaurant for dinner.

"It's all gadgets, and I have nothing to do to pass the time."