Chapter 695: Fraudulent Love (54)

Blue Mandala: Trick Love

（54）

My husband said: Why did you guess correctly, people really carried fruits.

Obviously, I must go on such a cold day because I am afraid that the fruit will spoil. That's what I think about my little belly chicken intestines. This fruit is still issued by the unit of the 38th Festival or the project is to carry out activities to pick in the greenhouse, the kind of thing that can be picked and paid by the unit, and it is not a loss to take your wife.

A girl who grew up in a small hutong in Beijing would be so calculating. She earns 20,000 or 30,000 yuan a month by working in a foreign company, and she got more than 100,000 yuan in compensation after getting off the job last year (she found her next home to work that month), but she will also pick the door and save the money for travel or give it to her mother's family, so that her younger brother can marry a foreign girl and come back, so as to make up for the regret that she failed to marry a foreigner.

Beijing women are not good at English, in fact, even if they learn English well, foreigners can't understand it. Those foreigners also came directly from the countryside, just like people in those coastal cities who went abroad to work without learning Mandarin, not to mention that foreigners who can speak Mandarin and Chinese can't understand it, even if we have been Chinese since elementary school, we can't understand those dialects. Most of them communicate in Chinese and Hanyu Pinyin, but they can just pretend.

In the past, I made a scrapbook for my husband to use as an encouragement material. Otherwise, he memorized 10,000 words and didn't even dare to hand in a resume.

"Eat all these dishes at noon, and don't leave them behind!" said my husband.

I didn't agree, those vegetables were too oily, and I just wanted me to grow a circle of fat and have no face to go out.

I finally made a pure-tasting mash, rice wine, and koji brought by my mother. Put a little mash in the boiled Lantern Festival, and the taste will be the same as Chengdu's Lai Tangyuan. The thick Lantern Festival soup is cooled, and then poured into a jar of mash for a few days to turn into the juice of sweet wine. In the past, there was always too little sweet juice from rice wine, and it turned out that it could be fermented with glutinous rice flour.

It is said that the skin care products made by the Japanese were inspired by the white and tender hands of an old woman who worked in a rice brewery.

They are also making a natto-based enzyme, and my aunt said that the children bought her a lot, saying that it was to prevent Alzheimer's, and when I opened it, I saw that her mother, my aunt, made tempeh.

Mom said that it was no wonder that the tempeh over there was selling well, and it turned out that changing the packaging and name could increase the price by 100 times.

I told my mom that I saw a Yahoo friend on her blog about how to make tempeh with watermelon, and she could imagine how delicious it would be and wanted to try it right away.

My mother asked me to ask my aunt when the tempeh and braised tofu were ready, when would they go? The kind of open-air barbecue she wanted to introduce happened to be sold cheaply by the second brother just last year, and the second brother was not a businessman.

He was also the workshop director in the same factory as his second brother, and now he is the deputy county magistrate, but he has become an unemployed vagrant who buys out his seniority. You can rely on the face of your parents before marriage, but you have to look at your wife's face after marriage, and a man's fate still depends on the woman's wisdom, not her appearance and figure.

Speaking of which, I have used my parents' face to the extreme, and I am in the process of constantly transforming my husband. He now gives up his work meals to avoid drinking and brings his own boxed lunches. However, I didn't promise to quit drinking, I just haven't found a home yet.