struggle in a small town

Chapter 97 Xiaoxue talks about her boyfriend?
The taste of each meal is different, with the unique atmosphere of the hostess.

Even if Zhang Xuejiao is a teacher of Liu Huifang, the cooking steps are similar, but the taste she cooks is also very different from Liu Huifang.

The same goes for Song Xiuni.

Obviously, they are all the same ingredients, but the heat and seasoning are different, and the taste of the fried dishes will be obviously different.

Liu Huifang is used to thick red sauce, and the ribs always have a strong taste of dark soy sauce.

Song Xiuni doesn't use dark soy sauce, she puts sweet noodle sauce.

Zhang Xuejiao ate a piece of pork ribs and praised: "It's still the same as before, delicious."

"Eat more if it tastes good."

Zhang Xuejiao licked the corner of her mouth: "I saw a secret recipe a few days ago. It's a stew for noodles with soy sauce. Put the sweet noodle sauce and yellow sauce together, it tastes better."

"Really? Then I'll try next time."

Lin Zhiyuan spoke for Zhang Xuejiao: "It tastes really good. Xiaoxue made a meal, and I ate three bowls."

Song Xiuni smiled with satisfaction.

As parents, they are most afraid that their children will lose their health if they are too busy to eat well. When Zhang Xuejiao was willing to cook, Lin Zhiyuan ate a lot. Song Xiuni was not only relieved, but also very happy.

She clipped a piece of duck neck for Zhang Xuejiao: "I know you like this, so I asked Lao Lin to go out and buy it."

Only then did Zhang Xuejiao realize that Lin Aimin was holding a duck neck when she came back.

To be honest, Liu Huifang didn't even know that she liked to eat duck necks.

"Thank you auntie~"

She remembered Lin Zhiyuan's wish to come back for dinner every week, and immediately made a decision: "From now on, we will come back for dinner every Monday."

Lin Zhiyuan was surprised, but still a little grateful, he touched her leg under the table without stopping, and picked up a rib for her.

Song Xiuni was even happier: "Success, you just come back and eat, don't worry about anything."

After eating, Zhang Xuejiao was about to wash the dishes when Lin Zhiyuan stopped her, "I'll come and I'll come, you can just sit down."

Song Xiuni also told her: "Xiaoxue, watch TV and eat melon seeds, and wash the dishes to Xiaoyuan."

Zhang Xuejiao insisted on helping to bring the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen, and asked Lin Zhiyuan in a low voice, "But you work at my house, and I'm here, so you can't just do nothing, right?"

"A son-in-law wants to please his father-in-law, but you are a daughter-in-law, so it's different."

"I see other people's homes"

Lin Zhiyuan turned her over, pushed her back and walked out: "Sit honestly."

She returned to the living room and saw Song Xiuni and Lin Aimin changing shoes, she wondered, "Uncle and aunt, are you going out?"

"Let's play chess."

"Dance."

The old couple went out one after the other.

Looking at the empty living room, Zhang Xuejiao thought to herself that she really deserved to watch me grow up, and she really didn't treat me as an outsider, so she just left.

Thinking about it, I know that if Lin Zhiyuan falls in love with someone else, his parents will definitely worry about the other person's emotions and will never go out.

Zhang Xuejiao was in a complicated mood.

I feel both relaxed and weird, and also a little bit at a loss for reasons that I can't explain clearly.

In the current situation, it was as if she and Lin Zhiyuan had been married for many years, and they had also gotten along with her parents-in-law for many years, so they went out happily.

After Lin Zhiyuan finished packing, she said her thoughts, causing Lin Zhiyuan to slap her head: "We are all a family, who is polite to you?"

Zhang Xuejiao lowered her head and said nothing.

To be honest, although the relationship between Song Xiuni and Liu Huifang is exaggerated and they often eat together, in Zhang Xuejiao's heart, they are still two families.

It's just that the relationship between the two is very good.

Lin Zhiyuan suddenly said that it was a family, and she was still a little uncomfortable.

"Go~ my husband will take you out for a stroll~"

After leaving the community, I saw Lin Aimin playing chess with someone at the entrance of the store, holding the chess pieces in his hands, and shouting at the top of his voice: "You have no regrets when you play chess, you are a gentleman, you have already regretted two steps, are you ashamed?"

Zhang Xuejiao identified it. The uncle who was fighting was surnamed Wang. He was Lin Aimin's old opponent. The two played chess together almost every day, rain or shine.

The audience squatting next to him was surnamed Chen, who had only moved here two years ago.

Uncle Wang was not angry at Lin Aimin's ridicule, and slowly moved the chess piece back a step: "I'm old, my brain turns slowly, I didn't see it."

Uncle Chen yelled at him: "Give up your seat if you don't have the skills, I'll wait."

Lin Zhiyuan led Zhang Xuejiao to the front: "Dad, let's go out for a stroll."

Lin Aimin raised his head: "Go, the shopping mall is lively, you should go and have a look."

Uncle Wang was only familiar with Zhang Xuejiao, and had little impression of Lin Zhiyuan, so he asked, "Xiaoxue is talking about her boyfriend? Where is he from? What are you doing?"

Zhang Xuejiao froze for a moment, then laughed out loud.

Lin Aimin messed up the chessboard unhappily: "What eyes do you have? You can't see the chess pieces clearly, and people can't recognize them. This is my son!"

Uncle Chen turned his head and looked over: "Your son? Don't you only have a daughter?"

In the past two years, he often saw Zhang Xuejiao coming over, and thought she was Lin Aimin's daughter.

Uncle Wang stared at Lin Zhiyuan carefully, showing a surprised look: "Here, is this Xiaoyuan? When did you come back? Why did you get along with Xiaoxue?"

"They're good morning." Lin Aimin started to set the chessboard again: "When we get married next year, I will invite you to have a wedding banquet."

"Then I have to prepare the red envelope in advance."

Zhang Xuejiao teased him with a smile: "Uncle Wang, you have drunk a lot of the good wine I bought. I don't want the red envelopes too small."

"Small!" Uncle Wang teased, "Old Lin, you took Xiaoxue to your house, and I want to introduce it to my eldest nephew."

"Isn't Xiaoyuan your eldest nephew?"

One sentence choked Uncle Wang.

Zhang Xuejiao laughed again.

Lin Zhiyuan squeezed her hand and said goodbye: "Dad, Uncle, I will go out with Xiaoxue."

"go Go."

After crossing the road, Lin Zhiyuan said, "Do you know Uncle Wang?"

"Nonsense, I often run errands for my mother and deliver things. Many people in your community know me."

"What about the other one?"

Zhang Xuejiao was suddenly excited: "His surname is Chen. Let me tell you, his wife is my role model in old age."

"What?"

"Regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, that aunt only wears skirts when she goes out. She wears all kinds of long and short skirts, as well as cheongsams. They're so beautiful. I'm so envious."

Lin Zhiyuan subconsciously looked back at Uncle Chen, with a white old man's shirt, gray cotton trousers, and a pair of old black cloth shoes under his feet.

It is really impossible to imagine that Uncle Chen's wife is such a woman.

Zhang Xuejiao is still happily describing: "Once I was delivering something to your mother, I happened to meet that aunt in the community. She was wearing a rust-red cheongsam, which was exquisite in texture and well cut. And her figure, a I am old, but my waist is still so thin, and I walk like a weak wind supporting a willow, and my femininity is about to overflow."

"You must be very beautiful when you are old."

"Who knows, just work hard."

The two chatted and walked along the road, and soon walked into the business district.

It's hot, and there are more people out for a stroll at night.

Zhang Xuejiao looked east and west, not knowing what to do.

Lin Zhiyuan thought for a while and asked, "Watching a movie?"

"I don't really want to go."

"Going to the night market?"

"I'm full."

"Then what's so interesting about seeing the stall?"

"I do not want to see."

Lin Zhiyuan put his arms around her shoulders: "You just want to go home and lie down?"

Zhang Xuejiao didn't dare to say anything.

Lin Zhiyuan bent over and looked at her face sideways: "I remember you still have wine in Liu Feng's store, let's go drink it?"

(End of this chapter)