60s: Petite Wife

Huang Haiyuan was the first to respond, his eyes lit up, and he smiled: "Let's rule them out one by one, Miss Dong is definitely not, she already has famous flowers!"

I feel sorry for Zeng Zhijie, an honest man. Although he kept denying it, the expression on his face explained everything—

His sweetheart is in the kitchen!

"Xiao Shen can also be ruled out. He has a fiancé, and he is also a powerful battalion commander. If Zhijie is not afraid of death, he can give it a try!" Su Weimin was also interested.

Zeng Zhijie stammered: "Don't talk nonsense, I don't even dare to think about a girl like Xiao Shen."

A girl like Shen Jiao, how can a commoner like him think about it?

Immortal pose!

He lived a life like a canary, with food, clothing and support. Even if he tried his best, he couldn't be satisfied!

So he only dared to occasionally do the beautiful thing of being a relative to Fang Ze in his dreams, but in reality he didn't even dare to think about it!

And he felt that there were definitely many male classmates who had the same idea as him!

With a girl like Shen Jiao, what kind of man can't be tempted when he sees it!

With his toes, he can be sure that Huang Haiyuan and Su Weimin must have had the same spring dream as him!

Everyone looked at the red-faced Zeng Zhijie with interest. Huang Haiyuan's mind moved, and he said, "Zhijie is a local. I think he likes local girls, right? Is it Xu?"

"No, no, no, Haiyuan, don't talk nonsense, I have nothing to do with classmate Xu!"

Zeng Zhijie jumped so high, his hands swayed, he was so anxious that he was dying of anxiety. He and Xu Weihong didn't even say a word!

"That's classmate Miao?" Huang Haiyuan smiled ambiguous.

"What's wrong with Miao? What are you talking about so happy?" Sister Dong walked out holding a plate of peanuts.

"It's nothing, we are talking about the hometowns of several female classmates, and we happen to be talking about the hometown of classmate Miao, which is famous as the hometown of chili peppers!"

Wang Xiaohua is worthy of being a veteran, and he easily rounded up the words.

Sister Dong looked suspiciously at Su Weimin and the others, and always felt that the expressions of these people were very ambiguous. They were definitely not talking about their hometown just now. Go back in the evening and ask Xiaohua!

Hmph, what a man likes to say behind his back, when she doesn't know!

"One plate of braised chicken feet and one plate of braised pig's trotters!" Song Shuang came out holding two plates of cooked vegetables.

The bright and fragrant claws and pig's trotters were placed on the white plate. Everyone felt like thunder in their stomachs when they saw it, and it was making a non-stop cooing noise.

"Today we are really blessed, even more abundant than the Chinese New Year!" Wang Xiaohua swallowed.

"The good dishes are still to come. Xiao Shen prepared a lot of dishes today. The oil and water are enough for us to last for half a year!" Sister Dong said with a hearty smile.

Huang Haiyuan smiled so much that his eyes narrowed: "Xiao Shen has spent too much money, it's really embarrassing!"

"Why are you embarrassed? It's impossible for you to come to my house to eat cabbage and tofu?"

Shen Jiao walked out with a big bowl of braised pork in her hand. She deliberately cooked meat dishes with a lot of oil and water. Miao Shuifeng didn't need to mention it. , The oil and water in the stomach will not be too much!

Since you invite people to dinner, you have to make them full!

"Oh, Hao, be careful, I'll handle it for you!"

Huang Haiyuan rushed up with a single stride and diligently went to pick up the steaming borscht soup from Hao Yuhua's hand. Zeng Zhijie was one step behind, seeing that Huang Haiyuan had already started, he had to retreat sadly, pretending to help Shen Jiao serve the dishes.

Su Weimin and Wang Xiaohua exchanged clear glances and smiled mysteriously.

Hao Yuhua's pale face flashed red, she wanted to refuse, but Huang Haiyuan was very on duty and took the soup without saying a word, so she had to let him.

"Student Hao, are you and classmate Miao from hometowns? We were talking about your hometown of N province just now, that chili pepper, most people can't stand it at all!" Huang Haiyuan not only took the soup, but also kept his mouth shut.

As the saying goes, a good girl is afraid of entanglement with her husband. Rao is an introverted girl like Hao Yuhua. Huang Haiyuan was also teased by Huang Haiyuan to chat with him, and he laughed a few times from time to time. It was obvious that the two were chatting happily.

Zeng Zhijie's face was gloomy, and he was taciturn, even more silent. Gu Zi lowered his head, but did not notice Hao Yuhua's gaze on him.

The last roast chicken was brought out by Han Defu, and Shen Jiao was in high spirits. She took out a bottle of old wine from Shopkeeper Zhou's house from the sprinkler cabinet, shook the wine in front of Huang Haiyuan, and asked with a smile: "Do you know what kind of wine this is?"

As a native of the sea, Huang Haiyuan, how could he not recognize the old wine of the Zhou family?

"Oh, this is a good thing that can't be bought with banknotes. Now you can't buy it in the market, right? Why do you still have such treasures, classmate Shen?" Huang Haiyuan's eyes lit up with excitement.

"My grandfather bought a lot of old Zhou family wine and kept it in the wine kiln. This time I came here, and I brought some. It's rare to be happy today. Naturally, I want to make good wine." Shen Jiao explained.

Su Weimin had also heard of the old wine of the Zhou family, and his face could not help but show yearning: "My grandfather is a very good old wine of the Zhou family, but unfortunately I haven't had it for many years~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But I am blessed! "

Shen Jiao pulled off the stopper, and the rich aroma of the wine came out. Wang Xiaohua seemed to like drinking. With just a shrug of her nose, she could smell the quality of the wine.

"Good wine, this wine must be at least fifteen years old, it's really rare!" Wang Xiaohua affirmed.

"Brother Wang, your nose is really smart. I bought this wine the year I was born, exactly seventeen years." Shen Jiao smiled.

Shen Jiao's words are not all lies. Kuaiji has a habit of burying a jar of yellow wine under the osmanthus tree in front of her house when her daughter is born. When her daughter gets married at the age of eighteen, this jar of old wine will be brought out and used to entertain guests. The yellow wine that has been buried for 18 years has a bright red color and an intoxicating aroma, so it is also called 'daughter red'.

Although Shen Jiaxing is not from Kuaiji, Zhou Xiuying's father, Master Zhou, is from Kuaiji. As soon as Shen Jiao was born, he asked Shen Jiaxing to buy a jar of yellow wine and hide it, so that she could drink it when she was eighteen.

That's why Shen Jiaxing, who had a lot of money, simply bought a dozen or so jars, and they were all 30 jin per jar, and they were all put into the Shen family wine kiln, but they survived without being discovered by the students.

Now, naturally, they are all lying in Shen Jiao's treasured bowl, drinking as much as they want.

Su Weimin is from Kuaiji. Hearing this, he smiled at Wang Xiaohua and the others, "This is the famous daughter, Hong, and you can't even buy a good wine!"

Zeng Zhijie, Song Shuang, and the others didn't understand the story of the daughter's red, so Su Weimin briefly explained the local custom, and Sister Dong winked at Shen Jiao: "It seems that we will be able to drink Xiao Shen's wedding wine next year, Xiao Shen you. But you must use this girl red to entertain guests!"

Shen Jiao's face flushed with shame, she poured drinks for everyone calmly, and gave Big Sister Dong an angry look.