The charming girl from the 70s seduces her rough husband until he vomits blood

"Whoever owns this bracelet will be very happy."

The darkness gradually dissipated, and Mingzhu could clearly see that the young child was her childhood self. She turned to look at the person opposite, but found that the person opposite was completely blurry and could not be seen clearly at all.

The young Mingzhu blurted out in a curious and childish voice: "Cousin, are you happy? What would you do if you gave me the bracelet?"

"its me……"

Suddenly there was a small squeaking sound in my ears.

Mingzhu slowly opened her eyes, and the light entered her eyes. The strange scene that seemed like a dream and a memory receded from her mind.

Jiang Duo opened the door carefully and came in. He saw that Mingzhu had opened her eyes and raised her hand to knead her eyebrows.

He frowned: "I must have woken you up."

Mingzhu pursed her lips: "Husband, I just had a dream about this bracelet."

"Remember where I saw it?"

"It should be a scene of me being with a cousin when I was young. The cousin gave me a bracelet, but strangely, this bracelet did not accompany me as I grew up, so I have a bad impression of it. deep."

Jiang Duo lay on his side on the edge of the bed, planning to take an hour's lunch break with her: "What kind of person is your cousin?"

Mingzhu shook her head: "That's where the confusion lies. I don't have such a cousin in my memory. Could it be that our two families don't have much contact with each other?"

Jiang Duo pondered for a moment and gently stroked her wrist: "This bracelet should not be cheap in future generations."

Yes, this bracelet should not be cheap. How could someone called my cousin give such an expensive bracelet to me so easily?

So weird.

Moreover, she felt that the cousin in the dream... was very kind, very, very kind. If she was someone she liked very much, there was no reason why her parents shouldn't interact with her cousin's family.

Seeing Mingzhu racking her brains and unable to figure out the reason, Jiang Duo rubbed her head: "If you can't figure it out, stop thinking about it."

Mingzhu calmed down her thoughts. Indeed, originally she just looked at something familiar, but now because of a dream, she has vaguely found out the origin of this bracelet. Thinking about it, maybe the opportunity has not come yet.

Maybe in the future, I will slowly remember who this mysterious cousin who can't see her face is.

She put her head into Jiang Duo's arms: "I don't want to think about it anymore, go to sleep."

Jiang Duo closed his arms and hugged her.

Mingzhu thought of something and looked up at him again: "Husband, when you go out, help me move the oven into the kitchen and put it on the counter. If you have some free time in the afternoon, I want to bake a cake myself."

Jiang Duo nodded and stroked the back of his head with his hand: "Your body is no better than before, so don't tire yourself."

"Don't worry, I will protect your little wife."

Jiang Duo smiled, and the two hugged each other and slept.

Mingzhu was exhausted in the morning, so she slept very deeply. When she woke up, Jiang Duo had long disappeared.

Mingzhu raised her wrist and saw that it was almost four o'clock.

She stretched herself out of bed and came to the kitchen.

Low-gluten flour is required to make chiffon cake, but it is impossible to buy it here, so she won't choose. She will use ordinary flour, as long as it can be made, and she doesn't care about the appearance.

She took the sugar coupons and the empty glass bottle for infusion, strolled to the supply and marketing cooperative on the street, and bought a large jar of sugar and a bottle of milk.

Recently, Jiang Duo comes to get himself a bottle of milk every morning. He goes home and boils it for himself to drink. Milk in this era has not yet been faked. After it is cooked, the milk is full of fragrance and delicious.

When he passed by the door of Kang Jingzhi's house, his driver was sitting on duty at the door bored. When he saw her, he took the initiative to say hello to her: "Miss Ming, you went shopping, Shen? Do you need me to help you take it back? ?"

"It won't sink." Mingzhu thought that she would have to beat the egg whites later, and she raised her eyebrows: "Master Li, I really need to ask you for a favor."

Master Li stood up directly and said enthusiastically, "Miss Ming, you're welcome. Can you just give me an order?"

"I want to use the new oven I bought to make pastries, but it takes some effort to beat the eggs. It's inconvenient for me to be pregnant. Can you help me?"

"Okay, Miss Ming, please wait a moment. I'll go back and ask my husband if he has any other instructions for the afternoon. If he doesn't, I'll go find you immediately."

"Thank you very much then."

Mingzhu returned home first, sandwiched a little rag between the three chopsticks, and tied them into a triangle. A respectful voice came from outside the door: "Miss Ming, can I come in?"

Mingzhu opened the kitchen door and shouted: "Master Li, please come in quickly."

Master Li came in with a smile. Mingzhu separated the egg whites and yolks of six eggs and handed him the egg whites and chopsticks: "Master Li, just keep stirring like this without stopping. Tell me when you stir it into a fine foam, I’ll add sugar.”

"Okay, just take a look."

Master Li came to the kitchen door and kept stirring with his hands.

It's not a strenuous job, but it's really tricky.

Mingzhu was in the house and used a steelyard to weigh out the appropriate amounts of corn oil, starch, flour and milk.

She poured corn oil and milk into the egg yolks, stirred them evenly, then added flour and starch, stirring in a zigzag pattern.

Master Li's wrist with the artificial egg beater was almost broken. Mingzhu added sugar to it three times and finally managed to beat the egg whites.

She went into the house, mixed the egg whites and egg yolks, poured them into molds, and put them in the oven.

Seeing that he had nothing to do, Master Li left first, and Mingzhu also went back to the bedroom and lay down, waiting until the time was almost up before getting up and turning on the oven.

Wearing thick gloves, she took out the cake and unmoulded it.

Even though there is no low-gluten flour, it is still successful.

What a surprise!

You can do it more often in the future.

She took the cake and went to the living room to cool it down, but as soon as she came out of the kitchen, she saw Kang Jingzhi came in unexpectedly.

Mingzhu was surprised: "When did you come in? Now you don't knock on the door when you come to my house?"

"I just came in. Your door is open. What door should I knock on?"

Pearl: ...

When Master Li left, she forgot to ask someone to close the door.

"What are you doing here?"

"Didn't you make pastries? I took you to buy the oven. Of course I have to come and taste your craftsmanship."

Mingzhu was speechless: "What you said is so shameless. If you didn't know better, I would have thought you bought me the oven."

Kang Jingzhi smirked. She bargained hard for the oven she sold. Not only did she not make a penny, but she also paid a lot of money, which can be regarded as an indirect contribution.

As he spoke, he walked forward, "Master Li is my man. I have lent him to you for so long, and I wouldn't even exchange for some pastries..."

Before even finishing the word "willing", Kang Jingzhi was shocked when he looked at the pastry Mingzhu held in his hand.

No, where is this pastry? This is obviously...a cake.

He looked at Mingzhu in surprise: "How do you know how to make these foreign things?"