My Third Gentleman

Chapter 1865 The Feeling of Home

Zhou Changshu came to his senses and was overjoyed and thanked him profusely.

Compared to this place, you can see that the sun outside is already in heaven, not to mention that there are still people paying for his business and giving them a house to live in?

This is... really a huge pie. He had known for a long time that Xiao Wei was not just an ordinary person and would definitely make a difference in the future, but he didn't expect that she would be so capable.

When Zhou Changshu thought about letting his love go, he didn't even know when Xu Molian would leave. It wasn't until someone came in to take him away that he asked, "When can I go out?"

The prison guard kicked him, "You came in here and you want to get out? Humph, who do you think you are!"

This man didn't look like a good guy at first glance, but when a man like that just came to visit the prison, he couldn't handle it.

Zhou Changshu felt that someone was backing him up and he was emboldened, "You'd better be nice to me, otherwise my son-in-law will want you to look good..."

He cursed all the way back to the small dark room. He opened the barn door and was kicked hard from behind. A veritable vicious dog came from Zhou Changshu and pounced on his own excrement. He was going crazy. .

Then he heard the sound of the chains being locked, and the prison guard's cold words, "It doesn't matter who has the final say here."

Zhou Changshu held back his nausea and prayed to God to leave this ghost place as soon as possible...

Xu Molian returned home just in time for dinner. When she entered the door, she heard the voices of Zhang Xiaowei and Aunt Hua.

"Aunt Hua, how much sugar should I use? Is this enough?"

"Enough, enough, this is just seasoning. Our S city is not as sweet as the ones in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. By the way, young lady, I think other ladies and ladies are avoiding these fatty foods because they want to stay in shape. Even many men don't Love food, why do you love braised pork so much?”

Aunt Hua has always been curious about this. She knows that Zhang Xiaowei's background is not high, but it is not like eating is a problem.

Zhang Xiaowei answered Aunt Hua's questions while tinkering with other things.

All Zhang Xiaowei was thinking seemed to be reminiscing about the past, "My father loves to eat and is good at cooking. When I was young, my family was poor. The four of us only bought a little pork belly, which was just meat dishes for one or even two days. My father would deliberately Make it a little saltier, and then I can eat a whole bowl of white rice with just one piece of braised pork..."

"Then I went to school abroad for several years and had no money to buy air tickets. I didn't come back for four years. The only thing I missed was this braised pork. I didn't know how to cook it and I didn't have the conditions to cook it. I was so greedy that I came back. I’ll eat it every time I get the chance.”

Aunt Hua didn't expect that it would be like this. She raised her eyes to look at this magnanimous child and sighed softly.

"Aunt Hua will cook it for you when you want to eat it in the future. Your Aunt Hua is very good at making braised pork."

"Thank you Aunt Hua."

When Aunt Hua turned around, she saw Xu Molian standing at the door of the kitchen. She was startled for a moment, then twitched her lips and prepared to call someone.

Xu Molian waved her index finger at the corner of her lips, then turned and left.

"Aunt Hua, the coloring is pretty good. Do you think it's okay?"

"Hey, let me take a look." Aunt Hua glanced at Zhang Xiaowei, whose head was full of oil smoke, and helped you smooth the hair on his forehead, "Young mistress, it seems that the husband is back. Please go up and take a look."

Zhang Xiaowei took off her apron and said hello.

Going upstairs and opening the door, there were clothes all over the floor again. Zhang Xiaowei shook his head and bent down to pick them up.

This man has a really bad habit of taking off his clothes all the way into the house.

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