The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

At night, men come together.

Just walk downstairs and you can smell the smell of rice floating in the corridor.

"I have a blessing in the evening." Ge Junlei said, "I'm going to vomit after eating the canteen."

Therefore, when he heard that he was going to have hot pot at Gu Lingling's house last night, GE Junlei agreed without thinking about it.

Zhang Lanfang's lover nodded along.

"I haven't eaten the meal cooked by my sister-in-law for a long time. I really miss it." Liu Jun also said with a smile.

When was the last time he ate Gu Lingling to cook?

I forgot it for too long.

But I always miss it.

Tao ranju's rice, although all the prescriptions provided by Gu Lingling, can't be compared with the taste she made.

However, his family's brother Hai kept a tight guard, and since then, Gu Lingling has never been allowed to cook for them again.

In the room, Gu Lingling had just cooked the hot pot seasoning. When she heard a knock on the door, Mo Hongying said that it must be them who had come back, so she ran to open the door.

It was really them standing at the door.

They are all very tall, and for a time, the living room, which was originally quite large, seemed a little crowded.

"Wash your hands. My side will be ready soon."

The men put the two tables together. Gu Lingling supported two hotpot stoves, one on each side. She also prepared an extra portion of some dishes that could not be caught, so that both sides could eat.

Always, she has considered everything that can be considered.

The dishes have been washed in the afternoon. Now you just need to bring them to the table to eat.

Who knows, just finished, everyone just sat down, heard a knock on the door.

"Political commissar Liang." It was Liu Jun who opened the door. He shouted and glanced at fan Cuiling.

"I'm here to pick up..." before political commissar Liang finished speaking, I heard fan Cuiling say, "I don't want to go back."

Commissar Liang smiled, "this child."

"I'm so old, where is a child?" Fan Cuiling murmured in a low voice.

"Since Lao Liang is here, let's have dinner together." Yang Yunhai said, "just delicious hot pot, let's go together."

Liang political commissar is also a few years older than Yang Yunhai. The two used to work together in their early years, but now they don't belong to the same unit.

"Then I'm welcome." Political commissar Liang smiled and said.

Glancing at his niece not far away, he sighed secretly in his heart.

The child has been in the army for a long time, but he doesn't kiss anyone very much. He once thought of a way to let her know more new friends, but fan Cuiling didn't want to go again after she had been there several times.

It's said that I can't talk with those people.

But I didn't expect to have such a good relationship with Yang Yunhai's lover.

According to him, they have only known each other for a few days.

Before Gu Lingling visited her relatives, fan Cuiling didn't even know her.

So this person, ah, into the eye, but no matter how long I know, anyway, I just like it inexplicably.

Gu Lingling prepared a lot of things. Even if there were two or three more people, it would be enough to eat, so she didn't worry.

He got two hot pots and put the table in the middle. Yang Yunhai didn't have so many stools at home. He borrowed some stools from his neighbor's house and ate hot pot around like this. It's simply not too lively.

When eating hot pot, everyone couldn't help but praise, "this hot pot is too delicious."

I almost bit my tongue off.

"Where did you buy this hot pot seasoning? We'll buy some later and make hot pot at home." Ge Junlei said with a smile.