: Two hundred and ninety-seven love sweater
297 love sweater
Huang Baogen cried so badly that he was really aggrieved. He just couldn't figure it out. He couldn't eat what he put in his house!
Huang Mengdi scolded angrily, "That's what someone else left in my house!"
"You didn't tell me, how did I know!" Huang Baogen sniffled and howled.
"You... I'll kill you!"
Huang Mengdi was speechless for a moment, she slapped him with a slap in the face and was about to slap him. Aunt Huang held him back. As time went on, her love for her son gained the upper hand, especially when she looked at her son's full head bag, It was even more distressing, and regretted that he had done so much.
Aunt Huang's husband, Huang Jizu, heard the news, and heard from Huang Mengdi that his usually amiable goat face suddenly turned ashen, and then he glanced at the two women wearing pajamas watching the fun, especially the expressions on their faces that were smiling but not smiling deeply. It stabbed the glass heart of this middle-aged man.
Shen Jiao felt this man's powerful murderous aura from so far away, and she shivered from the cold!
Ouch!
It looks like Huang Baogen is going to have bad luck!
Shen Jiao glanced at Aunt Qin and Aunt Lu who were leaning against the door of the living room. Both of them were so excited, they held both hands tightly, with a look of 'Come on, rush', which was really a bit hot.
She shook her head, walked up to Huang Jizu, and said, "Uncle Huang, I gave those fruits to Mengdi. She helped me with some work. There are also five fruits here, which were also given to Mengdi."
"Mengdi, please help me return the lunch box to Shen Xiu!"
Shen Jiao smiled and put the lunch box in Huang Mengdi's hand, and winked at her, Huang Mengdi wanted to return the lunch box, Shen Jiao angered Aunt Huang, and said in a low voice, "Do you want to hit you? Mu's beating?"
Huang Mengdi looked at Aunt Huang, who was staring at the corners of her eyes. The enthusiasm that she swore to defend her innocence just dissipated and returned to reality. She couldn't help but shivered.
"No problem, I'll do it!"
Shen Jiao breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled at Huang Jizu and his wife: "It's alright, it's just a misunderstanding, Uncle Huang and Auntie don't be angry anymore!"
Aunt Huang's expressions softened a lot, and Chong Shen Jiao glanced gratefully.
They are not stupid, they know that Shen Jiao is saving their face by saying this. If others find out that there is a thief in the family, their family will not be able to stay on Huaiyang Road any longer!
The sound of the car's motor came over. After a while, Han Qixiu's jeep stopped in front of Huang's house. Han Qixiu got out of the car with a cold face and asked, "Jiaojiao, what happened?"
As he asked, he glanced at these people, his radar-like gaze made them feel guilty and their legs weakened.
Shen Jiao walked over to him and said with a smile, "It's nothing, I'll send a few fruits to Aunt Huang's house. Brother Han, let's go home!"
"Well, Jiaojiao goes to bed earlier, or else you will have a headache tomorrow!"
Han Qixiu's gentle expression blinded everyone's eyes, tsk tsk, the speed of this man's face changing is really fast!
Aunt Qin and Aunt Lu didn't see a good show. They snorted at the Huang family and turned around to go home.
"My family will also pack Qingming fruit in the Ming Dynasty. The old Qin unit of my family distributed one catty of pork belly and two catties of glutinous rice flour. Oh, yo, I want to pack more fruit. My family is happy to eat it!"
Aunt Qin's loud voice came from the stairs, full of show off.
"Hmph, I'll be on night shift tomorrow, and I also have to make fruit during the day. My unit not only distributed pork belly and glutinous rice flour, but also distributed a pound of red bean, oh yo yo, red bean is boiled into bean paste, I don't know how delicious it is. My family, Hanhan, likes snow **** with bean paste the most!"
Naturally, Aunt Lu was not to be outdone, and was proud.
It's been so many years, but it can be regarded as once suppressing the women of the Qin family!
Oh, it's really relieved!
"Humph!"
The two of them crossed their eyebrows coldly for three seconds at the entrance of the stairs, each twisted their buttocks and walked away, full of charm!
Aunt Huang's faces turned red and white, but they felt that their old faces were dull, and their hearts were sour and astringent.
Because they didn't distribute anything during the festival this time, except that Huang Jizu got a pound of glutinous rice flour, not to mention Aunt Huang's collective factory, which was as clear as water during the New Year's and festivals, no matter what you want!
"If you buy a pound of meat in the Ming Dynasty, my family will also pack fruit!" Aunt Huang squeezed out a voice from her nose, looking at death as if at home.
Huang Baogen, who was on the ground, got up happily, and said with a shy face, "Mum, put more meat and less pickles!"
"Eat, eat, eat, you know what to eat all day long. If you want to put more meat, I can cut two catties of meat from you and put it down, let you eat as much as you want!"
Aunt Huang hated the iron and slapped her son on the head angrily, and went back to the house angrily. After a while, she turned back and copied the lunch box in Huang Mengdi's hand.
"Put it away, let your father and brother have breakfast in the Ming Dynasty!"
Huang Mengdi stared at the empty hands, hatred in her heart, and when her parents entered the house and ran over, she kicked Huang Baogen hard. Feel comfortable.
Han Qixiu left on April 11. Shen Jiao prepared a lot of food for him, as well as some commonly used medicines such as gold sore medicine. The car was full. If the car was not enough, Shen Jiao could still have more Pack more!
"Jiaojiao, that's enough, Qi Xiu is going to study and not going to war? Why do you bring so many things?" Shen Jiaxing said sourly, expressing his jealousy euphemistically.
It's a pity that Shen Jiao couldn't feel it!
"It's a poor family and a rich road. Brother Han is alone in a foreign country. I must have everything ready. I think what else is missing. By the way, there are sweaters!"
Shen Jiao patted her forehead, rushed into the room in a hurry, pulled out a light gray wool vest, held it and ran out, saying to Han Qixiu, "Brother Han, this is the wool vest I knitted for you. If you didn’t knit well the first time, don’t dislike it!”
This wool vest was taught to her by Shi Hongmei. It is not difficult to get started with sweater knitting. Shen Jiao learned it quickly, but she has short hands, and it is the first time to knit. Even if it was the simplest ingot needle knitted by Shi Hongmei, the finished product was still bumpy Shen Jiao hesitated for a long time before deciding to take it out, mainly because she saw Han Qixiu. With only a single coat and coat, not even a sweater, I felt a little distressed, so I took it out.
Although the wool vest she knitted looks a little ugly, it's not a problem to keep you warm, and you can't see it when you wear it!
Han Qixiu took over the soft cashmere vest, and his heart was instantly warm, and he was completely blocked by something.
This is the first time someone has knitted a sweater for him!
"It's beautiful, thank you Jiaojiao, I'll wear it now!"
Han Qixiu's voice was a little hoarse. He took off his jacket and slipped his sweater into it at once, ignoring the bumps and awkward sweetheart necklines. This vest is quite beautiful!
"Good-looking!" Shen Jiao grinned, her face smug.
She is still very ingenious!
Sister Xinghua must have something wrong with her eyes, she always says she is clumsy!
snort!
The old sheep loves to eat fish
Thank you Baobei Doll i's He Shibi and three pots of the God of Wealth, thank you for the two peach blossom fans that I suddenly miss, thank you for the peach blossom fan of Breeze Doll, thank you Dan Yu Sihan, lovehong119, 1 Flying Bottle 1, Tao Sairen , jly69's peace amulet, thank you sister Yang for the ten peace amulet, and thank all the angels who support me!
Here I want to say something cheeky, because the old sheep did not save the manuscript, and the old sheep without the manuscript is about to be disliked by the editor, so I will try my best to save the manuscript. This month, I will update and change it, two more guarantees, and more me Let’s just add one update first. I will remember the account first, and sometimes there will be ten thousand changes. Please understand. If the manuscript is saved next month, I will restore the ten thousand changes. Dear friends, don’t abandon the old sheep. Oh!