Chapter 87 Little Daughter-in-law

He is worried about the sky and has a bit of a yellow finch's character, but one day the sky is going to fall down, and this boy is definitely a tough character who dares to stand up straight up.

This is the integrity of the Qingcheng little yellow finch. It is decisive in your softness, and there is such a trace of courage in fear of death.

The smell of the vegetable market is really bad. I thought that the little girl and the little demon would cover her nose and cover her mouth, but I knew that she was full of smiles and shuttled between the meat stalls and aquatic products stalls. The yellow finch directly became a porter, carrying three catties of ribs in his hand, two big grass carp, and a large handful under the armpits. Celery, and over there, the little demon is still constantly purchasing and re-purchasing. The yellow finch doesn't care about money. Anyway, it's all Zhao Daotu, an old god. It's easy for him to make money. He fools others fiercely for a few months without worrying about eating or wearing. The yellow finch can't stand this tossing. After three or five minutes, he has two catties of base-tailed shrimp in his hand. Two catties of red peppers and a large bag of garlic and ginger. At this speed, I really don't know how much this damn girl wants to buy when she goes to this vegetable market.

The yellow finch followed behind her, smelling the unique smell of the vegetable market. Listening to the little demon's skyless bargaining, she frowned. This girl is so powerful that the yellow finch even doubted whether she used to be a person in the Gumen, or whether there was a vegetable market door in addition to the Eight Doors?

"It's almost done. The meat is vegetarian, plus the seafood ordered by Uncle Zhao later. Let me think about it. Let's have another cold dish, and it will be perfect!"

The little demon said to himself, looking at the big and small bags on the hands of the yellow finch, while studying the rich lunch at noon today.

The yellow sparrow blew its beard and stared, "Woman, have you bought it? Look at it?" After saying that, he raised the bag in his hand. The boy's arms were sore.

"Look at you, you're still a man!"

The little demon seemed to have a fighting personality with the yellow finch again and said with a smile.

The yellow finch smiled coldly and said angrily, "Woman, a man is also a man, a man is not a cow!"

"Haha..." The little demon was amused by the yellow finch's words. He shook his iconic beautiful ponytail and walked forward. He also stretched out a small index finger and hooked it, which means that Lao Niu, come with me, and there are still a lot of things to buy.

The yellow finch had no choice but to follow it. He just didn't understand why this girl likes to go to the vegetable market. If it were him, she would definitely go straight to the supermarket. After all, the place looks cleaner, but then again, everyone who has a knowledgeable life knows that visiting the vegetable market is a real thing. Life, besides, supermarkets with air conditioning and heating are actually harmful to the maintenance of food. Although the vegetable market is dirty, the things in it are delicious.

As soon as the yellow finch took two steps, the aunt, who had just sold garlic and ginger to one of them, stopped him and said with a smile, "Young man, your little daughter-in-law is shrewd. You are blessed."

Dare to say that this aunt has just been thrown to the ground by the little demon's fierce bargaining skills.

The yellow finch didn't know what was going on. His face turned red and he smiled, "Aunt, sister, she is my sister, hehe."

After saying that, move forward quickly.

At this time, the aunt looked disdainful and muttered, "Bad boy, you are still pretending in front of me. I have golden eyes. Do I see many young people like you who live together unmarried now? Humph, but I'm a little envious."

As he spoke, he looked at his own husband, who was bald and laughing, showing his big yellow teeth smoking, holding a pig-killing knife and cutting a big pig bone fiercely.

My aunt sighed, and my youth was gone forever.

The little demon took the yellow finch around again, and then returned with a full load. Of course, when she went back, she only symbolically carried a small bag of raw powder, and the rest was handed over to the old yellow finch. When she returned to Xuanmen Pavilion, the seafood ordered by Zhao Daotu had also been delivered. The little demon roughly settled down. At noon, At least 16 tricks can be made, but there are also many people, and there are two big rice buckets of yellow finch and Xiaodi, which is not a waste.

Therefore, when he saw the yellow finch sighing and being tired, he couldn't help but be comforted. In fact, buying so much is also distressed and rewarding the little yellow finch. Most of them are not prepared for him and Xiaozuo?

The two pinched and quarreled, which made Zhang Zhuo and Chen Baofeng smile.

Zhang Zhuo has recovered as before. For Chen Baofeng, this is the biggest comfort.

Chen Baofeng still remembers the day he met Zhang Zhuo, an ordinary dinner, an ordinary encounter, and an ordinary look, but he seemed to have found his own life.

Chef Zhao Zheng, the little demon is helping. Zhang Zhuo was also going, but he couldn't stand everyone's attention. He could only sit and watch TV like the yellow finch. Zhao Daotu, the old guy's place is quite good, antique and interesting. The yellow finch couldn't help asking about the relationship between Zhang Zhuo and Fei'er. The two of them look so much alike.

But Zhang Zhuo still said that. If you don't know him, you don't know him. Are there still few people in the world who look like him?

Chen Baofeng came here this time with a lot of money, in order to thank Zhao Daotu for his salvation to Zhang Zhuo. However, in his opinion, knowing the yellow finch and the little demon is more important than money. This middle-aged man lives in the shadow of the family most of the time, knowing that most of his consideration is business. For Chen Baofeng, it is the most anticipated thing to be able to make some real friends. This time, I am even more grateful to see that the yellow finch and the little demon Xiaodi almost died for Zhang Zhuo. Therefore, naturally, this time's financial and material thanks are indispensable. The three yellow finch.

The little demon doesn't care. The yellow finch is an extremely vulgar person. In his words, vulgarity is also an attitude towards life. Isn't it expensive to spend money on firewood, rice, oil and salt, haircuts, bathing, clothes and hats? I like money, I'm not ashamed.

What Huang Que didn't expect was that when all the dishes were about to be set on the table, Xiao Di came back and just in time for the sumptuous dinner at noon. In addition to him, he also brought another person, who was also a person who made Huang Que a headache and raised his eyebrows.

This girl is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

A little demon is enough for the yellow finch to tosss around. Now with an eyebrow, Xuanmen Pavilion has become a battlefield of the world war for a while. The girl who raised her eyebrows haunted the yellow finch as soon as she came up. First, she criticized fiercely, and then argued with Zhao Daotu that she didn't take her when she went out to play. Now she is back and invited to dinner. He didn't call himself. The yellow finch and Zhao Daotu retreated in a row. At this time, the little demon joined the battle again. Although it was the first time they met, they formed a united front in an instant. What the yellow finch said was worthless.

The yellow finch is extremely depressed. Did these two dead maids know each other in their previous life?

Fortunately, Zhang Zhuoyu couldn't bear it. Looking at the yellow finch being bombarded indiscriminately, he quickly came to settle the scene. At first, she didn't notice Zhang Zhuo. After paying attention, the dead girl Yang Mei was also stunned. She thought it was the entertainment diva Fei'er who came to the scene, and immediately screamed everywhere. You know, the only person she worshipped was Fei. Son, it is said that Fei'er is born with a temperament and is naturally attractive. Her songs are called real songs. In this damn girl's room, there are posters everywhere, and she has collected all the genuine CDs of Fei'er.

The yellow finch finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned its helpless eyes to Zhang Zhuo. It seemed that Zhang Zhuo was going to be pestered again.

"What? Can't you stand it?" Zhao Daotu, the old man, said gloatingly and lit a cigarette.

"What?" The yellow finch looked disdainful.

Zhao Daotu coughed slowly and laughed softly, "Sparrow boy, uncle, I just calculated a good deal for you. You boy, your face is full of peach blossoms. In the past two years, you are doomed to be tossed by a woman."

"Really? You suffo people!"

Zhao Daotu half squinted his eyes and said, "You don't believe what the uncle said. You don't believe it. The uncle is a golden mouth and silver gossip. I don't open my mouth for ordinary people. Come on, if you are entangled by peach blossoms in the future, don't come to me for a way to save."

The yellow finch also lit the cigarette on its ears at this time and tilted its head. "Others say that Du Danhua is dead, and it's romantic to be a ghost. Let the peach blossoms come more fiercely. I, the yellow finch, I can stand it, haha..."

Seeing the yellow finch laughing loudly, he raised his eyebrows and the little demon actually looked over at the same time. They also stared together and shouted in unison, "You are crazy!"

"Haha..."

Except for the yellow finch, everyone in Xuanmen Pavilion laughed.

Raising her eyebrows finally let go of Zhang Zhuo, and I also believe that she is not the little queen who can lead the legendary storm in the entertainment industry. It's just that under the influence of vanity, the dead girl still took out her mobile phone and took N photos with Zhang Zhuo. The yellow finch knew that this girl was going to use these photos to blow her. What did she say? She knows Fei'er, and she has taken photos or something. Let others envy her.

Little girl, a little vanity and a little cute, isn't it cuter? At least Yang Mei thinks so, and no matter what her point of view is at this moment, she will be strongly supported by the little demon. The united front against the little yellow finch is extremely strong.

As expected by the little demon, this meal really made sixteen plates, including fish, meat, seafood, hot, cold and fragrant soup. Zhao Zheng's craftsmanship is really not covered. With the help of the little demon, there are a lot of new tricks on the basis of the original taste, which is really full of color, fragrance and taste.

Everyone sat down around the round table. Zhang Zhuo and Chen Baofeng were a little reserved, but when they saw the sincere smiles on the faces of Huangque Xiaodi and others, they slowly let go.

The little demon first stood up, raised the coke in his hand, and said with a smile, "Come on, everyone, raise your glasses and cheer for Zhang Zhuo's recovery!"

"Cheers..."

Zhang Zhuo was a little moved, and his tears were swirling in his eyes, and Chen Baofeng also had an incomparable sigh. This was the only pure and friendly wine toast he had ever drunk in his life.

"Thank you, thank you..."

Zhang Zhuo raised his glass and drank all the coke in the glass.

"Full up, full up!"

"Come on, come on, fill it up for Sister Zhang Zhuo. By the way, Huang Que, you, what kind of coke do you drink? You old man, you should drink white!"

"If it's white, it's white!"

"Come on, give it to Uncle Zhao."

They are very happy to raise their eyebrows and the little demon. Maybe it's really like what the yellow finch said. They have known each other in their previous lives. They are all the kind of masters who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic.