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Chapter 28 Yi Chou Day, The City Left Behind (7)

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    "Don't worry," Zhong Chumian, who had been silent on the side, said, "The reserve grain and reserve meat have not yet started to be released, which means that although the market supply is tight, it can basically keep up."

    Shen Huaijin "tsk tsk": "Do you still know how to store grain?"

    "" Zhong Chumian was speechless.

    "Okay, you go take a nap first, tomorrow is New Year's Eve, let's think about how to spend it." Shen Huaijin said.

    Yu Wanfeng immediately thought of it: "Didn't my 'Jiajia' send me the glutinous rice cakes before? I was frozen in the refrigerator, and we fried the glutinous rice cakes to eat. If we fry some meatballs, there will be no lotus roots, so we can¡¯t make lotus root clips."

    "Jiajia" is grandma, so it is called in Wuhan dialect.

    As Yu Wanfeng said, her saliva was about to flow down.

    Shen Huaijin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Okay, you're full of food, right? Let's talk about it tonight. I'll go find a data cable for that pig, but he didn't bring the data cable with him."

    "That pig" is naturally Huo Chengyu.

    Yu Wanfeng understood, let Shen Huaijin go, turned around, saw Zhong Chumian still standing there, slightly embarrassed: "You sorry, just now we were only talking about ourselves."

    Zhong Chumian shook his head: "No problem."

    After a short pause, he said again: "I also like fried dumplings."

    "Don't you like fried fruit?" Yu Wanfeng almost blurted out.

    As soon as I said it, I hurried to make up for it: "I mean, boys seem to like to eat fruit."

    This is really more and more cover-up.

    What "boys prefer to eat fanguo" is full of nonsense.

    Unexpectedly, Zhong Chumian nodded: "Well, I prefer to eat fanguo."

    Yu Wanfeng was secretly delighted.

    She remembered correctly.

    That winter, when Zhong Chumian was in his third year of high school, he studied by himself until ten o'clock every night, and his mother was the only one who took care of the restaurant at home.

    Yu Wanfeng knows, whenever she is free, she will go to the noodle shop to help.

    The euphemistic name is to use "labor" as Zhong Chumian's "remuneration" for lending her the composition.

    In fact, Yu Wanfeng saw that Zhong's mother was working too hard by herself, so she wanted to help.

    This helped, so Zhong's mother told her some interesting things about Zhong Chumian, which naturally included his love of eating fruit.

    "It takes a lot of oil to fry the fruit, so we still need to save it now." Zhong Chumian said again.

    Yu Wanfeng understood, thought for a while, and said: "It doesn't matter, we can fry it. We just want to fry meatballs, and we will fry Fanguo along the way. After frying once, it's okay to use it for cooking. There is only one time a year on New Year's Eve  , There must always be a taste of the New Year. What else do you want to eat? Do you want to fry some sesame balls? I can also make twists. It¡¯s just that I don¡¯t have melon seeds and nuts, so I haven¡¯t had time to buy them.¡±

    When she said these words, she looked radiant, and her brows were full of youthful brilliance.

    Zhong Chumian was fascinated by her brilliance. After a long time, she came back to her senses and asked her softly, "Are you inviting me to celebrate the New Year with you?"

    ""

    Yu Wanfeng didn't know if he was wrong.

    There seemed to be a faint smile on the corner of Zhong Chumian's mouth.

    This smile softened the outline of his whole body.

    She remembered that he rarely smiled.

    When you laugh, it seems like the cold winter has turned into warm spring.

    It's a wonderful feeling.

    Yu Wanfeng was a little dazed.

    Fortunately, she controlled herself, collected herself, and said with a smile: "Then you want to celebrate the New Year with me well, with us?"

    Zhong Chumian nodded, and let out a light "hmm".

    This "hmm" made Yu Wanfeng drift for a long time.

    It has been drifting into the night.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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