162. Stealing your father's heart

"Awesome, Ms. Liang." Jiang Xiuhe learned her grandson's tone, "It's just, I didn't order meat, are you sure it's delicious?" ”

Grandma Deng thought of something, she went to the wooden house to get two sausages, which were originally reserved for Deng Sha's birthday, not much.

When she handed it to Liang Shuang, Liang Shuang refused: "Grandma, no, if I can roast vegetables to make the meat taste like meat, it will be really powerful, wait for you to taste it." ”

Grandma Deng was directly placed on the grill and picked up by Liang Shuang again: "Grandma doesn't believe me?" ”

Grandma Deng shook her head.

"Take my word for it."

Liang Shuang said so, and Grandma Deng had no choice but to accept the sausage.

Sa Guorui was going to school in the afternoon, and was called by Wen Qixuan to enjoy food together before leaving.

He understands this wave of operations.

In the past, when he returned to the village, he would build a stove in the wasteland with his friends, light a fire, and cook some food out of old tiles.

It's just that Liang Shuang is undoubtedly an upgraded version.

Sa Guorui helped to skewer the vegetables.

"Auntie, find that kind of thin stone to wash, you can also use it as a pot." Sa Guorui said casually.

Liang Shuang: "You shouldn't have done it." ”

The boy nodded honestly: "Well, sometimes angry grandma, I run out alone, I have to fill my stomach, I will dig a small hole outside, pick up some branches, pick some vegetables, boil them, and if I am lucky, I can even pick up eggs." ”

Wen Qixuan showed an incredulous expression.

"How do you feel like surviving on a desert island?" Wen Qixuan has seen such a scene on TV, and now some anchors on the Internet will deliberately find a wilderness and use primitive methods to survive in order to attract attention.

Sa Guorui knew about survival on a desert island, and he had seen it when the school organized a movie before.

"Yes, that's it, but I don't just go to my neighbor's field to dig and eat, what I eat is grown in the waste field." Sa Guorui explained first.

Otherwise, the neighbors will think that he is a thief, and there are always villagers who throw vegetables away.

[Xiao Sa, are you sure there is something to eat in the wasteland? 】

[Don't explain, explanation is equal to cover-up]

[I believe in Xiao Sa's words]

[Actually, it doesn't matter if you dig some food]

[Isn't that dirty?] 】

[The vegetables in the village are eaten directly, and they are faster than the ones we have washed repeatedly, understand? ] 】

mentioned the word stealing, Liang Shuang asked casually: "Have you ever done anything like stealing chickens and dogs, Wen Qixuan, you will say it first." ”

Wen Qixuan was suddenly cue and was stunned for a moment.

He has done a lot of things about stealing chickens and touching dogs, but he said directly in the live broadcast room, which is not good.

But denying it, what about the classmates, wouldn't it be even more embarrassing if someone stood up and said that he was lying?

Knowing that mistakes can be corrected is still a good child.

Wen Qixuan bit his lip and thought: Who hasn't done bad things? What's more, he's still young.

"Yes, but that was before, not now." The boy told the truth.

"I was young and ignorant at that time, and I definitely won't in the future." He promised by the way.

"Guorui must have it too." Then, Wen Qixuan turned the topic to Sa Guorui.

The previous Sa Guorui was even more bearish than himself.

Sa Guorui said in his heart: Retreat! Why are you two talking to me, but it's already been mentioned, and it's not good if you don't answer.

"Yes, not much."

"What about you?" Wen Qixuan asked Liang Shuang again.

Stealing chickens and touching dogs, I don't remember doing it.

Liang Shuang had an idea: "Yes, I stole your father's heart." ”

Wen Qixuan pretended to be evil: "Ms. Liang, you are too astringent." ”

There was more shock on Jiang Xiuhe's face than Wen Qixuan.

Sa Guorui directly covered his ears and didn't dare to listen.

I heard that people in the city are open, is it so open?

[It has to be Sister Shuang, Yong]

[This kind of thing seems to be said by Sister Shuang]

[What is it like, it is what she said, but I don't feel astringent when it comes out of her mouth, it is very reasonable]

[For Mao Youxian's eldest son, can he be so sweet, my old man, facing him, I can't say this kind of thing]

Jiang Xiuhe choked and coughed: "Cool, it's live broadcast." ”

Liang Shuang never thought that a casual sentence was jokingly called "Liang Shuangti" by netizens, and netizens frantically borrowed stalks. ”

[Have you stolen anything?] I stole your heart]

[Have you stolen anything?] I stole your love]

[Have you stolen anything?] I stole you]

[Have you stolen anything?] I stole your last name]

……

There are even netizens who directly tune Q with the other half.

Later, everyone came back to report the results.

[I just asked my family leader, have you stolen anything?] His face twitched nervously, and I forced him to ask for a while, saying that he had stolen the money in my wallet, woo woo, no love]

[Hahahahaha, laugh to death, don't try it easily, you have to find someone who understands when you say earthy love words, otherwise you will add blockage to yourself]

[I called my subject and asked him if he had stolen anything, and he said that he had stolen a plan, did I want to kill my relatives and report him? 】

[Don't ask anymore, if you ask again, you will have to disperse]

[Hahahaha]

Liang Shuang didn't expect herself to be so disgusting, she was a big-hearted, fiery, and informal person, how could she say such a sensual thing?

It must have been damaged by the warmth.

"Don't watch the show, do the work." She gently tugged at her son's wrist.

Grandma Deng smiled.

Family One.

Zhao Feixue and Grandma Zhang cook.

Zhao Feixue is responsible for setting up firewood, Grandma Zhang stir-frying, in the village, Grandma Zhang's craftsmanship is famous, and during the New Year, Grandma Zhang will also help everyone steam steamed buns.

I heard that when she was young, Grandma Zhang sold breakfast in the town, and later closed the shop after having a granddaughter.

"Grandma, Qin Qing's mother came back to tell us about the child's situation, the diagnosis list and recovery progress over the years, and we can better know the details by talking in person." Zhao Feixue had just noticed that when Du Xiaoping said that she was going back, Grandma Zhang was not very happy.

It should be distressing about the travel expenses.

Grandma Zhang said embarrassedly: "I also hope they come back, I haven't seen it for more than half a year, but the travel fee is hundreds of ......."

"I know, you don't have to worry, in addition to Qin Qing's situation, we also want to open a store for them in the town, I remember that you used to sell early, why don't you let them continue to sell? It's easy to get home. ”

"If you don't make money early, not many people in the countryside are willing to eat out early in the morning, and a bowl of porridge at home will solve it." Of course, Grandma Zhang thought about it, but after comparing the income, she still let her son and daughter-in-law go out to work.

Zhao Feixue sighed: "It's because I didn't think it through, we went around the town in the afternoon to see if there was any way for them to stay, and the income was no less than going out to work." ”

"You are truly my great benefactor." Grandma Zhang's voice trembled a little, "We have the ability to repay you." ”

"Grandma, don't say that, really, we're not here to reciprocate, we just want your family to be well." This is Zhao Feixue's heartfelt words.

After many years of charity, their husband and wife have never left their names.

(End of chapter)