The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"Just now I told her that you were catching fish over the pond and let her go to find you on her own. Then I picked up the meat and went in. When I came out, I watched her go on the horse and may not find you. "Gu Changlin said, looking at Kong Wenjie's frosty face, he said with a smile," What's the excitement of you kid? People said they came to see the girl, but not to see you. "

"She brought the pork leg over?" Kong Wenjie asked in a low voice.

"Yeah, one of the bosses, or the wild boar leg that was killed, it looks delicious."

Kong Wenjie put down the bucket in his hand, and then trot into the kitchen. He propped his hands on the door frame and looked at the big pig leg lying on the table case, and his heart jumped. He felt that he hadn't had a good time. One of the five big and three thick old men was heart-beating because of a pig's leg. He was really afraid that Gu Changlin would see his shameful look, but he couldn't help it. Unable to keep up, he went into the kitchen and chopped up the pig's legs without a word.

The Xiwu people can make a good knife, and so is Kong Wenjie. Between the hand and the knife, he has already chopped a pig leg of that boss, and he is in a good mood. , While humming Xiaoqu in the surprised eyes of Zhong Mingwei and Gu Changlin, squatting by the well to wash the pig bones.

"Does he want to cook?" Mei Ya heard the sound of chopping meat in the backyard. She was puzzled. With flowers in place, she came to the front yard in a hurry, and then watched Kong Wenjie busy. , Mei Ya stared at him for a while, then asked Zhong Mingwei, "He ... is his mind blowing?"

Just now, there were people who were clamoring to eat miscellaneous fish stewed by the pond. At this time, they started to chop the meat and wash the meat. They watched the washed meat enter the kitchen again. Meiya couldn't understand what this was doing. send.

"Maybe," Zhong Mingwei nodded, listening to the men's rapid, coughing sounds from inside, and then looked at Meiya seriously. "The wind outside was just a little bit big. Who knows if his brain is blown away?" Alright? "

"No, I went in and looked at it. He was afraid that he wouldn't even have a fire," Meiya couldn't stand it anymore, and now she went into the kitchen with her sleeves on her sleeve. Sure enough, she watched Kong Wenjie pouting her **** to make a fire. I did n’t know if the grass was a little wet. I ordered it several times. Apart from the choking smoke, I did n’t even see a Martian child. Meiya covered her nose and walked over, saying to Kong Wenjie, " Kong Weiwei, you let go, let me set fire. "

"No, no! Cough cough!" Kong Wenjie waved his hands busy, wiped the smoked tears, and said to Meiya, "I have to make this meal by hand, ma'am, go out!"

"Do you really want me to help?" Meiya asked, frowning.

Kong Wenjie was too busy to wave his hand, and squatted down again to continue to catch fire. Mei Ya looked at him with such persistence, and only got out of the kitchen, then walked in front of Zhong Mingwei with a worried face, and whispered: "I am not I ’m afraid he ’s smoking. I ’m worried that he will light up our house. "

"It's okay, I lighted our house and I went to find Fang Zuotang," Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, while pulling Meiya toward the backyard, and put her ears together with a smile, "He let him want to cook." The cooking is done, so you do n’t have to work in the kitchen. "

"But it's your birthday today, and I still want to make it delicious for you." Mei Ya muttered her mouth, unhappy, and clearly hated Kong Wenjie's behavior.

"Don't you eat birthday noodles in the morning?" Zhong Mingwei said softly, and took the hand of Meiya to his mouth and kissed, while smiling, "I actually look forward to other gifts than what I eat." "

"What?" Mi Ya suddenly glared, "Zhong Mingwei, what do you want?"

Zhong Mingwei leaned on the crescent moon door and looked at Meiya up and down, smiling a little badly: "Girl, you know."

"... Go away for me!" Mei Ya immediately blushed to the root of her neck. While staring at Zhong Mingwei, she entered the backyard angrily.

Zhong Mingwei happily followed Meiya into the room. Sunflowers were placed on the window sill a while ago. Since the lotus bloomed, the lotus blossoms began to appear again. It was still a valuable crude pottery jar, which seemed unusually simple and soft.