Reborn in 80s, throw away the scumbag and hug the rough husband tightly

Early that morning, Song Wei saw an old aunt knocking on the door with a basket of vegetables. At first she didn't know who this person was, but as soon as she spoke, Song Wei could tell that this was not the one who called Xu Zhaodi home yesterday. Auntie who eats?

Song Wei quickly invited people in.

Today, Jin Hengchuan was at home as usual and was eating when he saw someone suddenly coming and asked, "Who is this?"

The old aunt didn't need Song Wei to speak, she spoke first: "I live near here, we are all neighbors, and my granddaughter came to your house yesterday!"

Song Wei smiled and said, "I heard it as soon as you spoke. What you are doing today is..."

The old aunt smiled heartily: "Didn't that girl drink a bowl of chicken soup at your place yesterday? She was worried about her when she got home and insisted on letting me stew it for her. When I stewed it, she said it didn't taste like this. No, she had the audacity to come and ask for advice. ”

Then he hurriedly handed over the basket of vegetables in his hand: "Hey, I brought all the apprenticeship gifts!"

"Hey, how can this be done? I'm just making chicken soup. We live next door to each other, so why do we need to give away things?"

"Take it, it's something I grew at home, it's fresh. I struggled to carry it here. Do you still want me to carry it back again?"

Song Wei couldn't refuse, so she had to accept it.

After teaching the chicken soup stewing method, the old aunt smiled happily and kept saying that she would go home and try it. She also told Song Wei that she must go to her house to sit there when she had nothing to do.

"This girl is just like her grandfather. She likes those sour poems and stinky poems. Why did she go to the east to learn something from you? I don't understand. You spent the whole night showing off last night!"

With this move, the two families knew each other.

The equipment in the factory was still not working properly, so Jin Hengchuan was completely idle. When she was at home, she would stick to Song Wei. When Song Wei was cooking, he would follow her around the kitchen. When Song Wei was reading, he would move a small stool and lie down by the table, staring at her without blinking. Watch her.

With him being so disturbed, how could Song Wei learn? She was so angry that she was about to chase Jin Hengchuan while carrying the book, but Jin Hengchuan acted like a rogue and stretched his injured head forward.

"You go ahead and fight, I promise not to hide."

How could Song Wei do anything? He gave him a gentle squeeze on his arm. Jin Hengchuan immediately yelled out in an exaggerated manner, just like a gangster, making Song Wei dumbfounded.

She clearly remembered that Jin Hengchuan used to be a very cold person, he spoke little and didn't smile very much. Why did he become like this after being together for a long time?

While they were laughing and playing, a burst of aroma suddenly came from the kitchen. Jin Hengchuan sniffed: "What is it, so fragrant?"

Song Wei smiled mysteriously: "The milk cake I made, I added a lot of malted milk to it when making the dough. It smells good and tastes even better when you eat it."

When the hot milk cake came out of the pan, Jin Hengchuan grabbed a piece and ate it, his eyes immediately narrowed.

It's sweet, fragrant and soft, and a fluffy piece in your hand, like a cloud.

"If you sell this in your store, you will definitely make a lot of money!"

Song Wei said with a smile: "It's good to wear pants without losing money. Do you know how to make this? Add eggs, malted milk, sugar and a large piece of butter to the white flour. It takes a lot of effort to make and the materials are very complicated." It’s expensive. When I go back to my hometown, I can’t even buy all the materials. I’ll lose money if I pay too little. It’s too expensive, so who would be willing to buy it!”

"So you made it specially for me." Jin Hengchuan looked at her with a smile.

Song Wei tapped on his nose: "You are so beautiful! It's because you have injuries on your body. If you want to eat it again, you won't be able to eat it!"

The milk cake was quite steamed, so Song Wei cut off half a piece and put it on a plate: "I'll give this to Zhao Di, she will definitely like it!"

Jin Hengchuan suddenly said: "Do you like children?"

He hugged her and said, "If you like other people's babies so much, why don't you have one yourself?"

Song Wei glared at him: "That will have to wait until later. If you get pregnant before I am admitted to college, Jin Hengchuan, just wait!"

Jin Hengchuan said: "I just said it casually."

Song Wei ignored him and went out with a small basket.

When we arrived at the alley entrance of Aunt Xu's house, Xu Zhaodi ran over before she could go in. She stood on tiptoe and looked into the basket: "It smells so good! Is this for me?"

Now that the little girl is familiar with her, how can she still look timid at first?

Song Wei touched her head: "If it's not for you, who else could it be for?"

The milk cake was cut into several small pieces, and Xu Zhaodi took one in each hand and started eating.

Aunt Xu followed and walked out from the alley. Before anyone arrived, she shouted in a loud voice: "You little girl, all the time I teach you is in vain. When guests come, don't you invite them into the house first? I'm looking for a beating!"

When he arrived, he held Song Wei's hand affectionately: "I was talking about you when you came. Come sit down in the room."

At this time, another figure flashed out of the alley, and it turned out to be Xing Fangfang!

Why is she here?

She was carrying a big basket of fruit, and she didn't look good when they met: "Hey, isn't this a bumpkin from the country? He's not at home eating noodles at noon, so he went out to win people's hearts?"

He glanced at the basket in Song Wei's hand from a distance, while Xu Zhaodi was eating a cake. She knew what was inside without even thinking about it: "I have the nerve to take out two broken cakes, but I really can't put them on the table!"

Not only Song Wei was offended by these sarcastic words, but Xiao Zhaodi was also angry: "This is not a bad cake! This is the most delicious cake I have ever eaten."

Aunt Xu also yelled: "You kid is so ugly when you talk. It's none of your business if our neighbors move around!"

Xing Fangfang rolled her eyes at them, spit on the ground, and walked into the alley.

Aunt Xu was furious. He kept saying, "Who is this person?"

Song Wei had seen how unreasonable Xing Fangfang was. She was afraid that they would fight again, so she hurriedly said: "She has a little misunderstanding with me. It's not directed at you. Don't be angry."

"You can't do this to anyone! Some young people nowadays are really not as good as in the past. Look at their hair and their faces, which look like little devils. In the past, they would have been arrested and beaten!"

The two talked for a while, and soon they saw a solemn old man walking out of the alley. Xing Fangfang followed behind, looking anxious. They didn't know what they were talking about.

The old gentleman didn't even pay attention to her and walked straight to Song Wei.

"Are you Xiao Song? Why are you standing outside without entering the house? Your aunt was talking about you just now! You are really good at craftsmanship at such a young age!"

Only then did Song Wei realize that the old gentleman in front of her and Aunt Xu were from the same family.

This time it was Xing Fangfang's turn to be dumbfounded.

She was stunned for a long time before stammering: "You...you..."

No one listened to her at all. Xu Weiguo looked serious just now, but now he is very kind: "I heard that you are preparing to take the college entrance examination recently?"

Song Wei smiled implicitly: "I'm just preparing, but I still don't know if I can pass the exam."

"As long as you have this kind of childishness! It's much better than those young people who rely on their family's financial situation to learn a lot!"

He almost pointed at Xing Fangfang's nose and cursed her, and her face turned pale with anger!

She expected that Xu Weiguo would be a tough nut to crack, so she specifically found out that he liked ancient poetry, so she went to the bookstall and picked out a copy of "Selected Poems of Tang and Song Dynasties". He didn't even bother to take a look at it, but when Song Wei came, he took the initiative. When we start talking, isn't this a slap in her face?

Song Wei took out the milk cake from the basket: "I just made this. I want to give it to Zhaodi to try. Since you have guests here, I won't disturb you."

"Hey, where are the guests? I just happened to go out for some business. You and your aunt have a good chat at home and teach her a few more tricks."

Song Wei had no choice but to agree.

Xing Fangfang's face had already turned green and red, and she said dryly: "I'm really sorry, Auntie, I just came here and my words were a little offensive, please don't be offended..."