The landowner's wife of the imperial examination

Both Master Jiang San and Mrs. Jiang San couldn't help laughing, my uncle was too serious.

Jiang Jiang has a small face, serious and serious: "You like Jiang Jiang in your heart, and what you say is probably more emotional than taste. Your opinion is not accurate."

Master Zhou's face was full of pride: "My daughter is really amazing. Well, Dad really likes Jiang Jiang."

Jiang Changxi: "I'm not even proud. Mr. Zhou, please stop showing off. Be careful of Mr. Zhou's opinions, my daughter will not accept them."

Master Zhou turned his head and went to drink by himself.My pride, I know it myself.

On Jiang Changxi's side, he ate seriously, and said more seriously: "I think this pig is growing very fast, which proves that the feed you have prepared is good. In terms of taste, it may be due to the special cooking method, and it really doesn't taste like it. It smells fishy. And it’s the same as Mr. said, the meat is fatty and oily. It’s not firewood.”

Kid Jiang Jiang remembered it seriously.

Jiang Changxi raised his eyebrows at Master Zhou, seeing if he saw it, this is called saying something.Poems and songs are not easy to use here.

Yuanyuan also has her own opinion: "I think it's great. If you raise pigs in the future, can you give me half of it so that I can eat the meat?"

Then little friend Jiang Jiang turned to Jiang Changxi: "Mother, I also like this kind of pork. You can raise pigs on Zhuangzi, follow this method. Yuanyuan and I want to eat it."

This suddenly changed the direction of the problem, which is inappropriate, Jiang Changxi: "You have recorded for so long, tossed so much, and finally gave up to others. Isn't this not very good. This is not the way to do things."

Little friend Jiang Jiang: "It's obvious that you are more suitable for this job. The summary is so good, and the words are so correct."

Jiang Changxi pointed to his nose: "Look at me, I don't look like a pig farmer." The complacency and pride just now are all gone, this is a piece of shit.

Master Zhou turned his head, this reversal was unexpected.Isn't Madam proud?There is something to be said, ha.

Then Jiang Changxi said this, sir, Mr. Jiang San, Mrs. Jiang San, and Zhou Lan all stopped working: "Do you think Jiang Jiang looks like a pig farmer? That's it, this pig is very delicious, you let Zhuangzi raise it stand up."

It's better than their family Jiang Jiang's young age, tossing about this.Although they do not discriminate by occupation.When choosing one of the two, Jiang Changxi was pushed out.

Yuanyuan added: "Mother, don't forget about your son, he also likes to eat."

Jiang Changxi was depressed.It feels like this is a grand feast for her.So unfriendly.

In the end of the meal, it turned out that Jiang Changxi paid the bill in the end, after all, she will raise the pigs from now on.

The advantage is that there is no need to raise pigs in the mansion, and there is no need to wash the pigsty anymore.

In the winter, Jiang Jiangtong Yuanyuan, relying on all his strength, cleaned out the frozen lumps of pig manure in the yard.

For this matter, Mr. Zhou praised the two children: "Do things safely, from beginning to end."

Jiang Chang said happily, I let them practice martial arts against the pigsty all day long, dare they have a beginning and an end?

After confirming that little Jiang Jiang would no longer raise pigs, Jiang Changxi ordered the pigsty to be dismantled.

But I heard that the pigsty was directly reproduced on Zhuangzi. After all, the little girl said that she likes to eat pigs raised in this way.

I guess I took it as a model.

Jiang Changxi happily admitted that the pigs raised by Jiang Jiang in this way were indeed fat and had a lot of oil when eating.Compared with those free-range pigs nowadays, they have to produce oil.

People these days don't have a lot of oil and water, so they don't like those pork chai, and prefer oily ones.

Of course, there is enough food in the house, so the pigs can feed it.If it were a farmer's family, who would be willing to feed a pig like this.

No matter how you say it, Jiang Jiang's beginning is still very good.At least my husband is more satisfied with the taste of pork, which is suitable for his old man's teeth.

In the evening, when the husband and wife talked about the issue of their two children, they were really proud and troubled.

Pride is when a child concentrates on doing things. At such an age, he knows that there is a beginning and an end.

Then there is trouble, Jiang Changxi: "Tell me, isn't it like a girl, everyone else is crying, and she is scrambling to eat meat."

Mr. Zhou's pride was beyond words: "That's the girl of my Zhou family, she is doing great things, so it's not the same."

Jiang Changxi nodded: "Yes, others are vegetarians, but she eats meat."

Master Zhou's complexion changed: "Ma'am, this question cannot be easily drawn to such a conclusion. That is our Jiang Jiang. Ma'am, isn't she being too casual?"

Jiang Changxi sneered, he shouldn't have discussed this issue with Master Zhou: "Otherwise, Master Zhou, you should write a fu."

After speaking, Jiang Changxi turned his head with a smile and went back to the inner room.

Mr. Zhou blushed, "At our age, we, Jiang Jiang, are doing things in a down-to-earth manner. What happened to my father's essay? It's not worth the madam's teasing."

He made a decision on this assignment, so how could it make people laugh?

Jiang Changxi finally stopped laughing, and turned to Master Zhou and said seriously: "Master Zhou is right, I think so too."

Then: "In this way, Mr. Zhou, the little girl is not talented, but she has done some practical things. I also asked Mr. Zhou to be your husband, and I also wrote a few poems to praise you. The little girl doesn't ask for everything. , pick up the ones that are available, and just write a few articles."

Master Zhou immediately knelt down: "It's not because my husband can't see my wife's goodness, it's because my wife's goodness is too much, I'm afraid I can't finish my husband's life, and I can't praise him enough."

Master Zhou's desire to survive is still very strong.I feel like I've stung a hornet's nest.

Jiang Changxi smiled sweetly: "It doesn't matter, the rest of my life is very long. Mr. Zhou was born as a Jinshi, and he has a brilliant literary talent. One article a day, when we are old, I can't say, the little girl will open a bookstore and help the adults publish books. Little Women will also work hard to do things that make Mr. Zhou worth mentioning."

That's really a bald-headed rhythm, and the scientific examination has only passed for a long time.Mr. Zhou actually found the rhythm of surprise before the scientific examination again.

Blame myself for not thinking carefully before speaking, right and wrong just to speak more, Mr. Zhou regretted it.This crit came suddenly.

Jiang Changxi did not forget to ask Master Zhou how he felt: "How is it, Master Zhou? Is it very romantic?"

Can Zhou Lan say it's not romantic, but he writes a fu every day, how can he get so many impromptu works.If you don't write, I'm afraid it won't work, seeing that Madam doesn't look like letting go. ,
Madam's move is much stronger than his rivalry with his brother-in-law.

Master Zhou tried to impress his wife, and said sincerely: "Chang Xi, I feel very guilty for my husband."

Jiang Changxi didn't give Mr. Zhou a chance: "It's okay, the days are still long, and you can make up for it in the days to come. For example, in Mr. Zhou's Fu, praise the little girl a lot. The little girl likes to listen to such words and sentences. Remember it. .”

Then people ignored Mr. Zhou. Mr. Zhou showed all eighteen martial arts, but he couldn't make his wife spit it out, so this daily article was avoided.

"Aboriginal Women in the 80s" Chapter 11 Push

The second brother Lu tentatively said, "Well, can I discuss it with you? You see, you have gained a lot of money. Boss Lu is so unruly, so if you don't want it, you don't want it. It's a pity, isn't it? I, I feel that I don't deserve you, so I'm sorry, otherwise you won't want 'people'."

Fang Yuan glanced at Lu Er Er, stared at this man's eyes, and said word by word: "My mother told me since I was a child that the little boy has no good intentions. I know you are not a thing by looking at me. Can money be compared to someone? Are you fooling me?"

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