Chapter 325: Act like a coquettish girl under the influence of wine
After Tian Ma went out, the man turned on the villa surveillance camera and watched Nanhuang and his three children making dumplings.
Xiao Jin is like him, even his personality is similar.
He is quick-witted and resourceful. But in front of Nanhuang, he seemed very well-behaved.
In order to make the noodles chewy, Nanhuang kneaded the noodles for a long time. After mixing the noodles, she brought over the fillings and a bowl of flour, and then taught the children how to make dumplings.
The children washed their hands and wrapped their dumplings. Xiao Jin made all patterned dumplings, and he marked his dumplings. Mimi wrapped ingots, and she also marked her dumplings. Xiaobao couldn't wrap them, so she took a ball of flour and played there.
The dumplings made by Nanhuang Bao are rich in fillings and beautiful. Each one is chubby and looks delicious.
For the first time, Rong Wuye felt a feeling of envy.
He came out of the room and strode out of the villa.
Nanhuang and the three children saw the man leaving and asked Tian's mother: "What did you do, sir?"
Tian Ma smiled and said, "Ms. Nan, your husband probably went to the company to work overtime."
He is worthy of being a man who started from scratch and has become the richest man in the world. The energy of his work is unmatched by anyone else.
Rong Feng and Yang Bo started drinking at the Xicheng Rose Garden Club.
There are several big families in Xicheng.
Xie Ziran, the Xie family in Xicheng, has grown up completely and has become the backbone of the Xie family. After the marriage of the Xie family and the Zhong family, the strength of the two families has grown by leaps and bounds. The Xie family has become the top family in Xicheng.
In the Song family in Xicheng, after Song Yan's divorce, she and Song Zichu's sister and brother cooperated to push the Song family to a new peak.
The Mo family in Xicheng is the most mysterious ancient family in Xicheng. Mo Shatian is the gang leader in Xicheng, and Mo Shafeng is also the top technology tycoon in the entire Z country. The Mohist family's strength is at its peak. Some people say that Mo Shafeng is single and has been waiting for someone, but he has forgotten who he is waiting for.
Rong Wuye came to Xicheng at this time, and communication with Xicheng was essential, but he had no desire to communicate at the moment.
He and Yang Bo drank wine one after another.
"Fifth Master, drink less."
But the man didn't care and drank heavily.
Yang Bo persuaded him: "Fifth Master, why are you drinking like this? Are you angry? Your woman and children are back, why are you drinking like this?"
The man slammed the wine glass on the table. He strode forward and grabbed Yang Bo by the collar. His eyes were red.
"My woman..." he said tremblingly, "My woman, two years ago, in the jungle, on a rainy day, she gave birth to a child by herself and cut the umbilical cord alone!!"
"Fifth Master..."
As the drunk man spoke, tears fell down his eyes.
"Fifth Master, why are you crying?"
"Did I cry?"
The tears seemed to be out of sync with his expression. He wiped his eyes and then believed it. "I really cried."
"Fifth Master..."
"Who did it? Who the hell caused me to become like this! And who caused my woman and children to live like this!" Rong Wuye grabbed the wine bottle and threw it against the wall.
"Yang Bo, our plan can be started." Rong Wuye looked at the mess and said, "I will not let go of anyone who hurts my women and children!"
The wine was tasteless, and even the fruit and food on the table were tasteless.
But the man felt very bitter in his heart, terribly bitter.
The man sat expressionlessly in the car, and the driver drove the man home.
His clothes were slightly wrinkled and he smelled of alcohol. When he walked into the living room, he saw a woman studying on the computer.
His eyelids were a little heavy and his breathing was a little heavy. He stumbled over and suddenly lost his balance and fell on the sofa, just in time to hug her waist.
Nanhuang was startled. "gentlemen!"
As he spoke, he was about to pull him away.
The man held her waist and didn't want to move. He said in a daze: "I always feel that you should be dazzling..."
"I am... responsible for your injuries..."
The more he talked, the weaker his strength became. As he talked, he fell asleep.
Nanhuang looked at his sleeping profile and felt depressed.
This man looks so lonely.
Nanhuang felt a slight pain in her heart and sighed softly: "Forget it, as long as you don't steal the child from me anymore. I'll be more generous and won't argue with you."
She helped the man up and leaned on the sofa. Seeing that he had drunk a lot of wine, she went to make him a cup of sobering tea.
Pick the man up carefully. He coaxed softly: "Sir, have a sip of tea."
She fed Mr. Rong Wu a sip. It was just a small sip at first, but soon it turned into a man holding the cup and devouring it, gulping down the food. “It tastes good, I want more!”
"..." This is just a cup of sobering tea.
Nanhuang was puzzled, so she poured him another cup of tea, and the man drank it again.
After drinking two cups of tea, his stomach should be full, but the man squinted his eyes slightly, lay on the sofa, and said aggrievedly: "Hungry..."
He looked very well-behaved while lying on the sofa, and this time he cried out in hunger, it was the same as Xiaobao.
Seeing this man whose expression looked so much like Xiaobao's, Nanhuang couldn't bear it any longer. She touched his head as if coaxing Xiaobao, and coaxed him: "Wait a minute, I'll cook dumplings for you. Do you like it?" Boiled dumplings or dry dumplings.”
The man opened his eyes slightly and stared at her with his slender eyes. "Dumplings."
"I'll cook it, just wait for me."
Nanhuang cooked the dumplings and served them to him. Because I remembered that he was a big eater, I cooked a lot, 18 of them.
The man was slightly sober from wine and looked silly and cute.
After Nanhuang handed him the chopsticks, he sat on the sofa, picked up the bowl and started eating.
The dumplings are delicious in color and flavor, with thin skin and large fillings. They are fragrant and leave a lingering fragrance on your lips and teeth.
The man ate one thing after another, one after another, as if he hadn't eaten anything good for eight hundred years, and Nanhuang even looked hungry.
"Eat slowly, you will feel full after eating so much at night." Nanhuang said.
The man didn't care, and soon he finished a large bowl of dumplings. Then, with a grunt, he drank all the dumpling soup.
Nanhuang stared at his belly for a while. Is it really not going to explode?
"Aren't the dumplings made by your chef delicious?" Nanhuang asked puzzledly, looking at him as if he hadn't eaten dumplings in hundreds of years.
The man lowered his eyes slightly. Not sure if it was an illusion, but Nanhuang felt that there was still a sense of grievance after drinking on his face.
"It doesn't taste good. It's scratchy and dry."
"..." What kind of dumplings can have a crispy and dry texture?
Nanhuang said: "If it doesn't work well, just change it."
The man raised his head and nodded to her, and said obediently: "Okay, I'll listen to you, let's change the cook."