Young lady, she is poor and stingy

Chapter 23 Boil it tonight
Zhou Ziyan curled the corners of his lips, and the smile on his face was a little smug.

"Xiaoyu, you pay so much attention to Shen Yuan, don't you realize that, whether that girl meets Shen Yuan or gets married, Yan Huo has never even shown her face, so it's obvious that she doesn't look down on her!"

Hua Qingyu lowered her eyes and said, "I don't think I can marry A Yuan."

In the end, I still can't beat the old man.

That is the oldest elder of the Zhou family, and it is for the body of the great grandmother, who dares to object?

Zhou Ziyan glanced at Hua Qingyu and snorted coldly, thinking that this woman is not that smart.

Such a simple question, he can't think of it?

"It was grandfather's call, and others didn't have time to react." Zhou Ziyi said, "You think Yan Huo has no idea? This person has brought it home, and he didn't say to let Shen Yuan bring it over to show her. At a glance, what do you think it's for?"

Hua Qingyu looked at Zhou Zixi: "Uncle Xiaojiu means that Aunt Yan is preparing to drive away He Xiaoran later?"

If you don't see it, you're a stranger, and you don't have to worry about driving away.

Hua Qingyu glanced at Zhou Ziyi, "Thanks for the suggestion, Uncle Jiu, then I will wait for Aunt Yan to drive people away. At that time, A Yuan and I will have no burden."

Zhou Zixi couldn't help but sneer: "Xiaoyu, I thought you were a smart person, but I didn't expect you, who was admitted to a university by your ability, to be so naive."

Hua Qingyu's face turned cold: "What do you mean by this little uncle Jiu?"

"It's very simple. Even if Yan Yu wants to drive people away, she won't drive them away now. When will you wait?" Zhou Ziyi sarcastically said, "When their children are born?"

Hua Qingyu's face turned pale in an instant, she pursed her lips and said nothing.

"How did the old man find He Xiaoran?" Zhou Ziyi tried his best to suppress the smugness in his tone, "Is it not because of superstition? There are many kinds of fortune-tellers, which one is right? It's not about whose mouth is more powerful. ?"

Hua Qingyu's heart moved, and she looked at Zhou Zixi, "What does Uncle Jiu mean..."

"Hey," Zhou Ziyi stretched out his hand to stop her, "You fight for your own happiness, I just watched Xiaoyu follow Shen Yuan far and wide, but in the end I could only watch him kiss me and me in a confused way with that girl, but instead I can't bear to forget Xiaoyu."

After saying that, Zhou Zixi turned around and left, unable to hold back the pride on his face.

The steps became lighter.

He Xiaoran, you are dead!
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In a two-storey apartment building.

Quiet.

After a while, someone finally stumbled and said, "A Yuan, what is this?"

Four or five people bowed their heads in unison, staring at the turtle crawling on the ground, their faces confused.

Look at the tortoise, look at Zhou Shenyuan, look at the tortoise, look at Zhou Chenyuan again.

Zhou Chenyuan's face was cold, there was no smile on his face, he sat down on the sofa, folded his arms and didn't speak.

The five people in the room followed Zhou Shenyuan from home to abroad, and from abroad to home.

Clearly a friend, secretly a dead guard.

To put it bluntly, from the day they were born, these children were destined to be bound together with Zhou Chenyuan, the kind that truly lived and died together.

Among the five, Jinji was the largest and Zongtang was the smallest.

Zong Tang had beautiful grandma's gray hair, light blue ripped denim, and a white hoodie on his upper body. He was lying on the ground with his butt pouted, staring at the tortoise, and the tortoise shrank his head suddenly. go back.

Zongtang lowered his head to take a closer look, and suddenly found that the turtle shell was written with a dark green pen.

He looked up: "A Yuan, who is Zhou Chenchen?"

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Chenyuan flew over with a knife.I can't wait to fly him into a few big pieces.

Zong Tang: "..."

Immediately, a flash of light flashed: "Wouldn't Zhou Chenchen be the name of this turtle?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure approaching, and before he could speak, Jin Ji had already kicked him to the ground.

He looked down at Zong Tang condescendingly: "If you can't speak a few words, who are you insulting?"

Zong Tang: "I... No, it really says Zhou Chenchen."

Jin Ji squatted on the ground and leaned closer. Sure enough, on the place of the plastic block, he wrote the words Zhou Shenshen with a black pen.

He turned to look at Zhou Shenyuan: "You bought it?"

Zhou Shenyuan's face was gloomy: "Which one hundred and fifty bought a turtle as a pet these days?"

"You didn't buy it, so where did this thing come from?" Jin Ji was surprised.

Zhou Shenyuan was a little furious: "I brought it back to stew the soup! I stewed it tonight!"

Jin Ji glanced at the tortoise. The missing piece of the tortoise shell was replaced with plastic, indicating that the owner attaches great importance to it. Are you sure it was brought back for the soup?

Don't you think someone's tortoise got lost?

Jin Ji frowned: "I'll let you know."

After thinking about it, I was worried, and asked again: "Really stewed?"

"Let you simmer and simmer! What are you doing with so much nonsense?"

After Zhou Chenyuan finished speaking, he angrily held the pillow in his arms, his eyes still staring at the tortoise.

He Xiaoran still wants to take the turtle away, but she won't let her do it!
snort!
When he thought that He Xiaoran couldn't find turtles everywhere, he felt a little revenge in his heart.

Live it!

"Zhou Chenchen? Zhou Chenchen! Is Zhou Chenchen your name? You're going to be stewed tonight. If you don't squeak, you won't see the sun tomorrow."

Zongtang and several others chatted with the turtle.

Zhou Chenshen felt the malice from the outside world, and his frightened head and limbs shrank in the shell, ignoring it.

"Zhou Chenchen? It can't be your master's name, right? It has a lot to do with us, A Yuan. It's a word difference..."

Zhou Shenyuan kicked over, and Zong Tang smashed his butt again.

He raised his head aggrievedly: "A Yuan!"

Zhou Shenyuan asked, "Who do you say has a fate with whom?"

Zong Tang Dynasty Jinji sent a distress signal.

Jin Ji's face was expressionless, his eyebrows were clear and his eyes were clear, and his expression was cold, but Zong Tang was stunned to see the words "seeking more happiness".

In a hurry, Zong Tang had an idea, "I mean, A Yuan has a relationship with the former owner of this turtle!"

Zhou Chenyuan frowned, staring at him without making a sound.

Zongtang continued: "This tortoise is so big, [-]% of it was raised by humans. Later, I didn't want to raise it, so I just lost it. A Yuan, did you pick it up?"

Zhou Chenyuan squinted at him and sneered coldly from his nostrils: "Humph!"

"Stew! It has to be stewed! No one is qualified to be similar to A Yuan's name!" Zong Tang clenched his fists, "I'll let Chef Li stew according to state banquet standards!"

Zhou Shenyuan frowned and went upstairs.

Zong Tang picked up Zhou Shenchen and sent it to the opposite side: "Chef Li, I'll bring you some ingredients! The young master said, I want to eat stewed turtle tonight!"

upstairs.

Zhou Shenyuan was barefoot, sitting cross-legged on the carpet, bowed his head, and held the tablet control platform in his hand: "The price can't be won, so don't rush to finalize it, and find other suppliers. Don't spoil them and think you're leaving. Their house, the factory can't go on. I hate being strangled by the neck the most..."

There was a knock on the bedroom door.

Zhou Chenyuan raised his head, his face was expressionless, the broken hair on his forehead fell down, covering his forehead and eyebrows, softening his slightly violent eyes, he stared at the person at the door without saying a word.

Zong Tang swallowed his saliva: "A Yuan, it's time to eat. Chef Li stewed the turtle you brought back. It's a big one, and the soup is all white."

"Zhou Shenchen?"

Zong Tang was stunned for a moment, and then he understood that he meant the turtle.

It turns out that the turtle is really called Zhou Chenchen!

He nodded: "Well, I delivered it myself."

(End of this chapter)