Chapter 944 Uncle Is a Bit Scumbag

Of course, the work unit is secondary, the main thing is that her brother-in-law has good eyesight, and Yang Lijuan's appearance is what the uncle wants to find.

I don't know what my uncle is thinking. In fact, if he really wants to marry Yang Lijuan, the most straightforward way is to cook rice with raw rice. As long as there are cubs in his stomach, Zhang Manyue can only agree if he objects.

Her grandma has a sharp mouth and a tofu heart. For the sake of the child, she will definitely soften her heart in the end.

Tang Laijin has not used this trick yet, there may be two reasons.

First, he doesn't have that deep affection for Yang Lijuan.

Second, he was waiting and watching, hanging on Yang Lijuan while waiting for a better girl, which is commonly known as pedaling two boats.

If it's the latter, her uncle is too scumbag.

Tang Laijin came back after going shopping for more than half an hour. He felt much better. When he entered the house, he grabbed a deep-fried noodle fish and ate it. "Sweet!"

"Third, have you broken up with that little widow?" Zhang Manyue asked.

Tang Laijin was chewing the noodle fish in his mouth, and the smell suddenly became stale, his face became weird, and he smiled a few times to cover it up, "It's broken...it's broken."

"Really broken?"

Zhang Manyue suspected that her son knew it all too well, and now that Tang Laijin was like this, he obviously had a guilty conscience.

"It's really broken, Mom, can you mention some happy things for the New Year's Eve, I listened to you and broke up with her, what else do you want?"

Tang Laijin threw the half-eaten noodle fish to the coveted big orange. It was a fat orange cat. It was caught in the spring. There were two kittens, one for Lou Zhijun and one for Tang Xiaonan. Stay and raise.

Ten oranges and nine fat ones, and the remaining one is super fat. This one raised by Tang Xiaonan? Is it a super fat big orange? Not picky eaters, even eat grass when hungry? dog food.

So? In less than a year, the big orange has become fat like a pig? It looks like an orange pig from a distance? It is still a pig when viewed up close.

If it weren't for Daju's activeness in catching mice, Zhang Manyue would have kicked it out of the house long ago, and she never raises waste.

Daju jumped up nimbly and caught the noodle fish in his mouth? His eyes are shining? It smelled the smell of fried fish a long time ago, and drooled for a long time, but it didn't dare to steal it.

A full meal, a full meal,

It is still clear.

However, did not wait for Daju to eat? Yuanbao suddenly jumped out and snatched food from the cat's mouth? Half of the noodle fish was snatched away, and Yuanbao ate it in three or two bites? He lowered his head and went to lie down on the stove again.

Daju was mad with anger? But he calmed down after a while? Finished the noodle fish? He also went to the stove to lie on his stomach. There are so many delicious foods at home today, so there is no need to quarrel with the broken dog and get revenge later.

Tang Laijin sat down by the stove with a sullen face, and the atmosphere became silent, but Zhang Manyue became more worried. The youngest looked like he was still inseparable from the little widow.

Tomorrow, she has to finalize the meeting with her fourth sibling. As long as she becomes her own child, the third child's heart will be settled.

"Mom, do you want to cook lotus root at night?" Tang Laifeng asked loudly, breaking the silence.

"Why don't you do it, Passepartout, you must do it."

Zhang Manyue replied angrily, and took out a fresh and tender lotus root from the vegetable jar, and asked Tang Laifeng to cut it up and fry it.

"Then we have to make a plate of large intestines. We come and go frequently, let's fry the large intestines with red potherb." Tang Laifeng said with a smile, and the atmosphere was much more relaxed.

"I have to cook fish too, there is more than enough every year." Shi Lan also made up a witty line.

There was a smile on Zhang Manyue's face, and everyone was relieved, but Tang Laijin was still preoccupied, and he still lost every game of cards.