Chapter 147 Are you still missing a son?

 “What’s wrong with Er Zaizai?”

Li Jing didn't know why, she just felt that Er Zaizai roared inexplicably.

 Let them continue with what?

Jiang Weiguo coughed and said, "Leave him alone, this kid is too wild, who knows what's going on! Let him eat for a while and then go back to work!"

Li Jing nodded and finally ate her ribs quietly.

“Little fat man, you have taken it orally. The buns made by my mother are very delicious. Do you want me to take a bite for you?”

When Li Xiaopang's eyes drifted over, he couldn't take them back and shook his head like a rattle.

 “I don’t need your help to taste it!”

Jiang Xiaoxin laughed and said, "Look at your worthless look, your saliva is drooling. You can't even compare to my sister. I'll give it to you. I said I'd treat you to it. Remember to treat me back next time, too." Meat eaters!”

"no problem!"

Regardless of whether he can do it or not, Li Xiaopang still made a promise first and put the things he was knitting far away for fear of getting dirty.

 Finally, I grabbed the white-flour pork bun with both hands.

                                        …

 Li Xiaopang felt that he had eaten the most delicious food. It was so fragrant that he bit into the meat in his mouth and gasped in pain.

 “It’s so delicious!”

 Li Xiaopang almost cried. He didn't know whether it was painful or smelly, and his fat face was slightly distorted.

Slowly tasting the aroma in your mouth, you sniffed and muttered, "Why can't my mother make something so fragrant and delicious? It's so delicious, so delicious, uh uh..."

Jiang Xiaoxin grinned proudly, "I said my mother's cooking is the most delicious. Do you believe me? Of course your mother can't cook it, and your mother is not my mother!"

Li Xiaopang couldn't help but look up at him and asked weakly: "Does Aunt Jingjing still lack a son?"

The smile on Jiang Xiaoxin's face disappeared and he looked at Fatty Li expressionlessly.

Jiang Xiaowen couldn't stop looking at them, even Jiang Xiaoya, whose grape-black eyes turned to Li Xiaopang without blinking.

 Li Xiaopang kept pulling his neck back under the gaze of the three brothers and sisters. "I can say that I was just joking, uh, actually, I was really joking!"

 “You, get out of here, get out of here, get out of here!!”

 …

Li Xiaopang was kicked out of their house with a meat bun in his mouth, and tears fell from his eyes.

He regretted it, why was he so mean-mouthed and said what was in his heart?

  Although they are what he says from his heart, isn't it bad to keep the words in his heart?

This is great, I can't even get in their house.

 Woo woo woo…

Zhai Yang and Lu Xufeng changed their clothes and entered the village in a low-key manner. Both of them were unfamiliar faces, but they still attracted people's attention.

But fortunately it was still time to rest after work, so there weren’t many people on the village road.

 They met a little fat man who was crying and stopped him.

“Hey, kid, let me ask you about someone. Do you know Jiang Weiguo?”

 Looking for Uncle Wei Guo?

Li Xiaopang, who was crying and licking his buns, raised his tearful eyes, which narrowed into slits due to his obesity.

 “Who are you?”

"Child, do you know Jiang Weiguo? We are his friends and want to find him!"

Zhai Yang touched his pocket and saw that there was no candy, so he gave Li Xiaopang a dime.

A dime, not a penny, can buy five meat buns, two, three or four eggs, and ten candies.

Li Xiaopang looked straight. He slowly stretched out his little hand to pinch the dime, and pulled it tentatively, and the money fell into his hand.

Good guy, really give it to him, has he met a fool?

 Li Xiaopang didn’t think there was anything wrong with asking Jiang Weiguo, but at this moment he swallowed his saliva without leaving a trace, his smart little head spinning around.

 (End of this chapter)

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