The petite wife of the era, the rough man's husband spoils

Chapter 355

It's the iron plate tofu.

A layer of fried thick skin, fried to give out the fragrance and seasoning, coriander powder, it is simply refreshing.

Tofu can also be made into other soy products, such as tofu buns, fried tofu balls, and even moldy tofu.

Since the team is making it, I just buy it and eat enough.

At this time, it is not like the later generations. Whatever you want to eat, you can buy it anytime, anywhere.

In terms of greed, if she had a golden finger like a mall, she probably wouldn't even want to go to work, and might hide and spoil it.

Yawning, Tan Mianmian felt that she was getting sleepy easily recently.

People are sleepy in spring, can she be sleepy in winter?

In the evening, Xiaohua brought back two boards of tofu, Ji Yan kept half a board in the yard, and the rest Tan Mianmian wrapped up and sent to the educated youth order.

For two days in a row, I ate tofu in various ways.

Delicious is delicious, and the people ordering the educated youth yelled about tofu freedom, which is quite exciting.

But Tan Mianmian was already getting bored, so he went to Ji Yan's to eat something else for a change.

With the weather cooling down significantly, Ji Yan's leg injury has mostly healed, and he can walk, run and jump normally, but he still needs to pay attention to more violent behaviors.

So he had to go to work.

Because the bicycle was dismantled to make a wheelchair, Tan Mianmian has been paying attention to the problem of the bicycle.

It was at this time that Zhao Wanwan's brother sent a message, saying that a young worker bought a bicycle, but he needed money urgently when something happened, so he wanted to exchange it with someone.

Trade in a bike that's probably like new.

Tan Mianmian asked, "Can I take it to the countryside to see it?"

"It should be possible. Then I will push it tomorrow. If you see it correctly, I will call someone to come to the countryside together."

"Okay, let's take a look first."

Looking at the car the next day, Tan Mianmian felt that the people talking at this time were really sincere.

She has ridden it herself, and checked the structure of the car with Ji Yan and whether there is any bump or wear.

I didn't even see that it was probably new.

According to Tan Mianmian's standards, this can be completely regarded as new.

But people say that it is probably new because it has been ridden for three months.

This bar is really soulful.

"How much does he want?" Tan Mianmian asked the price politely.

"No more tickets, one hundred." Zhao's elder brother also said that the main reason is that people have to settle it all at once, so it has been half a month and no one has bought it.

The main reason is that everyone has a lot of money and is used to saving money. Bicycles are basically not a necessity in the town. Few people commute between the countryside and the town frequently, so Tan Mianmian can be regarded as a miss.

Ji Yan also said that he could buy it, but Tan Mianmian stopped him when he wanted to go back and pay for it.

"I brought it." It's what it is, how can you not be prepared to pay if you want to come out to see the goods.

She, Tan Mianmian, before her 20 years old, didn't rely on her parents, her husband, or her brothers and sisters, and bought a fake [-]-year-old car that was probably [-]% new and [-]% new with all the money.

Brother Zhao was very envious.

If the car was sixty or seventy, he gritted his teeth and wanted to take it down.

The envious eyes were not directed at Tan Mianmian, but at Ji Yan.

But at this sight, Brother Zhao looked away sadly.

A person who has been ill for a while still looks so good, with handsome facial features and distinct facial features, and his clothes are probably prepared by his future daughter-in-law Tan Mianmian. They are dressed in a straight-forward style, and they are completely in the same aesthetic circle as Ji Yan before.

It's as if Ji Yan is the groom's official every day.

Ugh.

Fate is something that one might really not envy.

(End of this chapter)