Qin Huairu, you don't want Jia Dongxu to lose his job, do you?

After eating two portions of filet mignon, Wang Feng remembered He Yushui.

I keep frying steak at home, and the aroma is charming.

Even if she doesn't look for her, she may be curious to find her.

So, Wang Feng brought a bottle of red wine, served two steaks, and the original sauce beef, a pot of fresh strawberries, and a fresh large watermelon.

Open the door and go to He Yushui's house.

Closing the door, the two talked and laughed together for dinner, enjoying the food that can be regarded as rich.

The tender texture of the filet mignon, conquered He Yushui's taste buds, and called it delicious.

"This wine is so delicious, I have only heard of it before, this is the first time I have drunk it." He Yushui drank some red wine, and his face overflowed with blush, which was more gorgeous.

"I'll pour you another drink." Wang Feng lifted the bottle and smiled slightly.

Dark passage, can it not be delicious?

This is the points mall spent more than ten points to exchange, and the later 30 worth more than 100,000 bottles, the real 82 years Lafite.

Now that there is more money, Wang Feng has gradually improved his living standards.

Life is about enjoyment.

He doesn't suffer himself.

After eating, it was still early, a little after five.

Under the influence of alcohol, the two looked at each other, and their eyes flowed.

Qin Huairu still had an hour to come back, and Wang Feng seized this time period to pamper He Yushui.

After finishing the incident, Wang Feng returned home, and the special chef automated the work card, and had already cooked hundreds of steaks.

All income pocket space.

When you want to eat it, take it out and eat.

Then, Wang Feng changed the automatic working mode, loaded it into himself, and cooked it himself.

At this time, Wang Feng is a special chef who can make satisfying and happy food.

When Qin Huairu came back, Wang Feng couldn't eat it, so he got her a filet meager steak and poured a glass of red wine.

It was busy until late at night that Wang Feng cooked all the steaks, a total of 1,079 servings.

All included in the carry-on space.

After washing, Wang Feng and Qinru studied physiological knowledge as usual.

When he was a little tired, Qin Huairu lay in the crook of Wang Feng's arm, his face flushed.

The whole person is extremely comfortable and relaxing.

Suddenly remembering what Lao Li had explained, he quickly looked up at Wang Feng and said:

"Director Li asked me to tell you that the decoration of the rolling mill hotel has come to an end, I hope you can go to see tomorrow, if there is anything inappropriate, it is good to modify it in time."

"Well, I'll go early tomorrow morning." Wang Feng hugged Qin Huairu tightly, and his hand began to move again.

In the morning, it was dusk.

The clouds were low.

Not long after Wang Feng left, the people in the courtyard also went out to work one after another, leaving only the old women, women and children.

At ten o'clock in the morning, a stocky old woman with dark clouds on her head walked into the courtyard.

The flesh on her face, swollen, resembles a pug's cheeks.

Jia Zhang, the first shrew of the courtyard, the lord of the spirit, returned strongly!

"Jia Zhang." When the third aunt saw her, the smile on her face immediately faded a little, and she was secretly obscure.

"Hmph!" Jia Zhang let out a nasal voice of contempt, raised his chin proudly, swept directly past the three aunts, and walked towards the middle courtyard.

At this time, the stick terrier was squatting outside the house, playing with mud. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Suddenly a child shouted, "Stick terrier, your grandma is back." "

"Don't lie to me! Otherwise I can't spare you! The stick terrier warned, looking up in disbelief.

Sure enough, I saw Jia Zhangshi walking towards Jia's house.

"Grandma!" The stick terrier cried out in surprise, quickly dropped the mud, and pulled his legs to greet him with excitement.

At this time, not only the stick terrier greeted Jia Zhang's clan, but God seemed to be holding a ceremony for Jia Zhang's return.

Heavy rain broke out.

Crash.

"This damn weather." Jia Zhang rolled his eyes in disdain, then looked at the stick terrier with a smile, and was about to bow down and hold the stick terrier to avoid the rain together.

Suddenly, the heavy rain was mixed with hail.

One fell right on top of Jia Zhang's head.

Bang, like a hammer hitting the brain.

Jia Zhang's eyes rolled and fell in response.

"Grandma!" The joy on the stick terrier's face turned to horror.

Hurriedly went over to help Jia Zhangshi and found an eaves to shelter from rain and hail.

After a while, there was no hail and the rain was lighter.

Jia Zhangshi woke up slowly, and just about to get up, he screamed in pain.

She subconsciously touched the place where the severe pain came from and touched a large bag.

"Stick terrier 233, why do I have a big bag on my head?" Jia Zhang was a little panicked, looking surprised, as if he thought that he had been beaten by someone.

"Grandma, don't scold God in the future, you just scolded the ghost weather, and you were smashed by hail and fainted, almost killing you."

Listening to the stick terrier say that he was stunned by hail, Jia Zhangshi recalled in confusion, as if it was really like this.

She remembered the rainstorm, cursed, and was about to hug the stick terrier.

Then I heard a bang, and when it was dark in front of my eyes, I lost consciousness.

Jia Zhangshi looked at the sky a little frightened, and felt weak in his heart, and quickly clasped his hands together and reverently confessed his sin.

It took a while before he pulled the stick terrier home.

"Grandma, I want to eat meat at noon today, you are not at home, I haven't eaten enough every day, and I lost a lot of weight." The stick terrier poured a glass of water for Jia Zhangshi and looked at her with light bulb-like eyes, he wanted to eat meat!

Hearing this, Jia Zhangshi carefully looked at the stick terrier, and he really lost a lot of weight, and the naked eye was a little smaller, and his white and fat face was a little yellow, and he looked malnourished.

As you can imagine, this half month must have been very bad.