Butcher Zhang of Wu Tofu Family

When Wu Zheng and Father Wu returned to the village, Wu Zheng saw a carriage in front of his house and felt something was wrong.

After looking at each other with Daddy Wu, I found that Daddy Wu's eyes were also full of surprise, so I knew it was not someone that Daddy and Ah Mo knew.

He drove the cart to the door, put the wooden cart into the warehouse on the side, and then led the donkey in.After entering the door, I found that Wu Ah was chatting with someone, it seemed that the conversation was intense now, and she was smiling very happily.

After Wu Zheng and his father walked into the room, what they saw was Wei Xiaoyu chatting with his Ah Mo.

Wu Zheng was a little disappointed at that moment, but he didn't know why he was disappointed.He didn't pay attention, and then asked, "Xiaoyu, why are you here?"

Then he introduced to his father, "This is my friend named Wei Xiaoyu, who is also Wei Yan's younger brother."

After hearing this, Daddy Wu suddenly realized and nodded: "It's that little brother from the Wei family? I don't remember seeing him for so many years."

Hearing Wu Zheng's voice, Wei Xiaoyu quickly stood up: "Ah Zheng! I said I'd bring you some snacks. Look, I'll bring them to you!"

That tone was simply very righteous.

It made Wu Zheng's dull expression a little cracked: "But I mean, wait for me to come back, and then send it over?"

After hearing what Wu Zheng said, Wei Xiaoyu said very excitedly: "That's right, isn't this your house, Ah Zheng? Today I went to the tofu shop early in the morning, and there was no one there! Is it just the performance of asking me to come here?"

Wu Zheng was overwhelmed by Wei Xiaoyu's understanding ability, isn't this understanding ability really just a joke?

At this time, Wu Ahma looked at the two people, and after listening to the conversation between the two here, he knew that this little brother and Ah Zheng were friends, and he really knew that his own Ah Zheng was a brother and not a man. Ah Ma spoke: "Ah Zheng, you have such a good friend and never mentioned it to Ah Mo. This child is really cute."

Wei Xiaoyu smiled embarrassedly after hearing Wu Ah's praise.

Daddy Wu answered Wu Ah's words: "This child is the little brother of the Wei family, Su Wan, do you remember?"

After listening to this sentence, Wu Ahma stared at Wei Xiaoyu for a long time, and then said: "I mean, why do you look so familiar, so it's the little brother from Weiyang's family?!"

Wei Xiaoyu heard Wu Ah's words, and asked in surprise: "Oh? Wu, do you know me?"

"It should be regarded as acquaintance?" Wu Amo said with a smile: "Your Amo and I were classmates many years ago, but after we got married, we gradually lost contact. The last time I heard about him was because of your elder brother. What I thought was that in a blink of an eye, even you are this old."

Wei Xiaoyu nodded when he heard this sentence and did not answer.

"By the way, Xiaoyu, how do you know about my family?" Wu Zheng hurriedly asked after seeing Wei Xiaoyu finished talking with his aunt.

After hearing this, Wei Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Of course someone told me!"

Someone told him?As soon as Wu Zheng heard this, he knew who that person should be, but Xiaoyu didn't name it, so Wu Zheng didn't hypnotize himself.

"Of course I told him."

While Wu Zheng was still guessing, that person's voice came from the kitchen.

Wait... the kitchen?

Wu Zheng looked up, and it really was Zhang Murui, standing at the door of the kitchen, looking at him with a smile, but his sleeves were rolled up, as if he was doing something.

Wu Zheng glanced at Wu Amo suspiciously, but Wu Amo's face was calm, and then Wu Amo asked, "Murui, is the plate of painted cake you're going to steam ready?"

This made Wei Xiaoyu quickly make a small report: "Brother Wei asked me to bring a steamed cake made by the new chef in the building, and there are several colors, very beautiful! Well, it's also delicious!"

After listening to Wei Xiaoyu's words, Wu Zheng knew that the painted cake was already made, so why did Murray steam it again?

Wu Ama said to Wu Zheng again: "The cakes are indeed cooked, but Azhen, you know that I am not in good health, so I can't eat the pastries that have been too windy, and Murui is very upset when he sees this. He took the initiative to heat up the painted cake, he is indeed a good boy."

Wu Zheng knew that Ah Mo Wu had been acting like this ever since he found out about the relationship between the two of them. How could Murray cook with a stove?Isn't this embarrassing him?

After hearing what the two said, Zhang Murui didn't say anything, but said: "Of course it will be steamed, as long as Wu Shen likes it."

After speaking, he turned around and went to the kitchen to bring out the plate of steamed cakes.

Seeing this, Wu Zheng didn't care that Wei Xiaoyu and his father were here, so he went to the kitchen and hurriedly said, "I'll help Murray."

Even Wu Amala couldn't help it, so she could only sigh secretly: "It's really a crime."

But Daddy Wu felt that he seemed to be unable to keep up with the development of this matter.

When Wu Zheng came to the kitchen, he saw Zhang Murui clumsily reaching out for pastries in the steaming steamer.

This made Wu Zheng startled, and quickly stopped him: "Murui, you can't do this!"

The sound seemed to startle Zhang Murui, and he turned around quickly.

"Ah Zheng, why are you here? I told you that this pastry is ready, I'll just take it out to Uncle Wu and Wu Shen." Zhang Murui said.

Wu Zheng wanted to say something, but felt that it was inappropriate to say something, then he sighed and said to Zhang Murui: "I see, this is your first time cooking, right?"

Zhang Murui smiled, as if the conflict that day had never happened, he said, "Ah Zheng, don't make me ugly, I'm a cook?"

Wu Zheng walked to the stove, put the tray on the side in Zhang Murui's hand, and then looked down at the fire in the stove. Fortunately, Zhang Murui knew to adjust the fire under the stove.

Then he took the clean cloth on the side, and brought out the plate of painted cakes through the clean cloth. He said it was painted cakes. Wu Zheng felt that it should be a kind of rice cake, but he didn't know where so many colors came from. Come.

Holding the tray, Zhang Murui watched Wu Zheng busy up and down with a smile, why wouldn't he do these things?He just knew that Ah Zheng would definitely follow in.He knew Wu Zheng too well, and it was because he knew him too well that he felt that this person was getting better and better. Really, how do you let go when you meet such a good person?

After watching Wu Zheng back here that day, he thought about why Wu Zheng avoided him, and finally realized that he was too impatient.

Not everyone will know all the past and everything like him.

How could such a him give Ah Zheng a feeling of trustworthiness?He has to plan well.

Suddenly, Zhang Murui felt his hand sink, and looked down, it turned out that Wu Zheng had already placed the steamed painted cake on the tray he had brought.

Looking again, Wu Zheng was already walking out, leaving behind the back that Zhang Murui saw.

Seeing this, Zhang Murui was annoyed at first that he did nothing at such a good opportunity, but then he smiled confidently. Isn't Ah Zheng's attitude explaining something?

Outside the house, Wu Zheng went to drink a glass of water first thing. The first time he was in the same room as him was so tormented. His direct gaze seemed to be like a burning flame.

Obviously it was just a time to bend over, but it seemed too long.

"This steamed cake is ready, Wu Ah, let's try it." Zhang Murui then came out and put the tray and steamed cake on the table.

After seeing the steamed cakes, Wei Xiaoyu was very excited: "Wu, me, Wu, this steamed cake is really delicious!"

Amo Wu smiled and said to Xiaoyu: "Okay, Xiaoyu, let me try it, Amo Wu."

Then he looked at Zhang Murui and said, "You steamed the colorful cake, should you eat the first piece first?"

The corner of Zhang Murui's mouth twitched. I really don't know why Wu Ahmo targeted him specially this time. If it was easy to understand back then, but now he has done nothing.

"There's no need for that. Aunt Wu should come first! And Uncle Wu, I must have worked hard to get the chickens and ducks early in the morning. Come and try." Zhang Murui modestly declined, this is definitely not the first time The one who went to do it, Zhang Murui said in a blink of an eye when he saw Father Wu drinking tea.

As expected of Zhang Murui seeing the divine assist, and Wu Ahmo's pig teammate, after hearing Zhang Murui's words, Wu's father reached out to pick up a piece of steamed pastry and ate it without looking at Wu Ahmo.

Seeing this, Ama Wu couldn't help but want to whip him, but she still sighed and took a piece of pastry too.

Wei Xiaoyu cheered when he saw that the two oldest elders had both taken pastries, and happily took a piece and started eating.

Seeing this, Zhang Murui reached out and picked out a piece of orange-red pastry, and handed it to Wu Zheng who was drinking tea at the side: "Ah Zheng, come and try it, the colorful taste must be very good."

Wu Zheng and Zhang Murui looked at each other for a while, and finally lowered their heads, took the piece of steamed cake, and put it in their mouths.

Wu Zheng put it in his mouth and took a bite... He couldn't help but ran to the door and vomited it out. This smell...is it the smell of carrots?This is really the most terrible taste in the world, absolutely none of them.

He hurriedly raised his head to drink water, and then a glass of water came in front of him, which was handed over by Zhang Murui. After drinking the water, he could see that although Zhang Murui was apologetic, he was full of smiles.

"When I handed it to you just now, I really didn't notice that it was made with carrot juice, but I didn't expect that you still hate eating carrots so much?" Zhang Murui said with a half sigh.

In the room, Ah Ma Wu and Daddy Wu also laughed, and Ah Ma Wu asked Wei Xiaoyu, "Xiaoyu, do you know? The thing Ah Zheng hates the most is carrots. Back then, I was useless just to let him eat them." A lot of hard work, it seems that now, it really is wasted."

After Wu Zheng rinsed his mouth, he said indifferently as if nothing had happened to him: "No, I didn't pay attention... This color should be carrots, right?"

At this time, Wei Xiaoyu raised a piece that was similar in color to the one just now and shouted, "No! Ah Zheng, let's try this! This is not made of carrots, this should be pumpkin?"

As Wei Xiaoyu spoke, he started eating by himself, completely forgetting that this was to be handed to Wu Zheng.

The author has something to say:

In fact, the painted cakes in this chapter are colorful rice cakes, _(:з」∠)_, although I have never eaten or made it...

But it should be very delicious 2333

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Well_(:з」∠)_ Mainly because I update late OTZ

It's morning now...