I’m Not a Scumbag

Zhan Yuansheng came from a big family.

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When he was born, the Qing Dynasty had not yet died, and there was still a big market for the ideas of monarchs, ministers, ministers, fathers, sons, and sons.

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His father was a sidekick, and he was a concubine.

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Zhan Yuansheng was not only not favored since he was a child, but was often bullied by his siblings.

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Since he was a child, Zhan Yuansheng's parents told him that studying hard was their family's only hope.

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The Zhan family's clan is very famous. In the past two hundred years, there have been more than 100 Juren, more than 50 Jinshi, and even a second place and two third flowers.

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After Zhan Yuansheng entered ethnic studies, he also tried to study hard.

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But he is really not good at Baguwenyi.

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Back to the bottom of the exam.

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Even the gentleman in the clan school couldn't help shaking his head frequently when he saw him, and even persuaded Zhan Yuansheng's parents to take him back and send him to be an apprentice early, so that he could have a living in the future.

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Zhan Yuansheng's father refused to say anything. Although their family was bullied very much in the clan, they didn't eat well, and their clothes were shabby, but at least their food and clothing were not lacking in the clan.

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If Zhan Yuansheng was sent as an apprentice, there would be no chance for them to rise again.

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In Zhan Yuansheng's father's mind, the old-fashioned idea of ​​"everything is inferior, only reading is high".

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Zhan Yuansheng didn't want to study, but he didn't know how to change his destiny.

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Until one day, Zhanjiazhuang opened a new shop.

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Zhan Yuansheng remembered very clearly that the owner of the shop was from the north.

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The shelves of the shops are full of animal skins, mountain treasures, and sweet-scented osmanthus wine from the north.

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In order to attract customers, the shop, from the owner to the staff, all stood at the door, holding preserved fruit in one hand and copper coins in the other, attracting adults and children to come and watch.

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Many children in the village gathered around the shop, begging for some preserved fruit and copper coins from the shop clerk.

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Zhan Yuansheng couldn't squeeze in, so he could only stand from a distance and look at it secretly, secretly envious.

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Then a child from the shop approached Zhan Yuansheng and stuffed him with a handful of preserved fruit.

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Zhan Yuansheng still remembers the taste of those preserved fruits.

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Full of sweetness, it has always stayed in his memory, and it is the best taste he has ever eaten.

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But Zhan Yuansheng couldn't remember who that kid was.

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"Who is he? He is very important to me, why did I forget..."

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How many times Zhan Yuansheng dreamed back in the middle of the night, he would think of the scene from that day, and he remembered many details in his memory, except for the child who gave him preserved fruit, but he could not remember the appearance of the other party.

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Until now, until Zhan Yuansheng ate a piece of Chenpi chicken cooked by Lin Fang.

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A corner of the dusty memory was lifted.

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The forgotten things come back to my mind.

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Zhan Yuansheng finally remembered what that child looked like.

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It was a fair and clean girl, with a little baby fat on her face, a braided plait, and a big red jacket. She looked fresh and festive.

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"Hey, what's your name?"

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"My name is Zhan Yuansheng."

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"Huh? Your surname is Zhang too? My name is Zhang Hongxiu, can I call you Ah Sheng?"

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"No! Only my mother can call me that! My surname is not Zhang, my surname is Zhan!"

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In the distance, children of the same clan in Zhuangli called Zhan Yuansheng's nickname from a distance.

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"Muzuisheng, Kongkanzai! Muzuisheng, Kongkanzai!"

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"Are they calling you?"

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"Not at all!"

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Zhan Yuansheng blushed and refused to admit it.

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"What does Muzuishang mean?"

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"It's not interesting, you are so annoying!"

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"Okay, okay, I won't ask, this is for you."

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"I don't want your stuff."

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"Eat it! Eat it! These things are delicious. My father bought them specially for me, and no one else has them!"

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"I don't want... um..."

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Zhang Hongxiu stuffed a piece of caramel into Zhan Yuansheng's mouth, but Zhan Yuansheng didn't hide, and saliva began to secrete uncontrollably.

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"Hee hee... Is it sweet?"

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"so so!"

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Zhan Yuansheng refused to admit it, but his normally frowning brows unfolded unconsciously.

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"Hee hee, then I'll give you this too, it's so sweet..."

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After that time, Zhan Yuansheng and Zhang Hongxiu became friends.

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When not in class, Zhan Yuansheng secretly came to play with Zhang Hongxiu.

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Zhang Hongxiu doesn't always have time.

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She is the daughter of a shopkeeper, and she has to follow her father to learn how to manage accounts and how to do business.

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"Hongxiu! Hongxiu! Shall we go to the mountain to pick fruit?"

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"Don't go, I haven't figured out the ledger that my father asked me to manage!"

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"Hongxiu! Hongxiu! The sweet potatoes in the field are ripe, let's go dig sweet potatoes!"

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"Don't go, my father asked me to practice abacus, I haven't done it yet!"

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"Hongxiu! Red..."

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"I won't go anymore. My father said that today's goods are not right. I want to help with the tally."

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"Let me help you!"

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"Ah? Really? But..."

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"Really, I'll help you!"

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Zhan Yuansheng has no talent for reading and writing eight-part essays, but he is a good player when he plans to settle accounts.

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In Zhang Hongxiu's eyes, the ledger seemed like a book from heaven, but it took Zhan Yuansheng less than half an hour to sort it out.

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"Yuansheng, you are amazing!"

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"Yuansheng, if only I were as capable as you, then my father would not dislike me for being a girl!"

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"Yuansheng Yuansheng, how should this account be calculated..."

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"Yuansheng..."

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Zhan Yuansheng has never been praised or relied upon so much.

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That period was the happiest time of his life.

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He originally thought that life could go on happily forever.

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Unexpectedly, the shop suddenly collapsed.

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Zhang Hongxiu had to leave with her father.

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On the day before leaving, Zhang Hongxiu came to Zhan Yuansheng crying, "Yuansheng, I don't want to leave. I want to be with you. Will you take me in? I don't eat much, only one bowl of rice each time. If you can, don’t look at me being stupid, I work very well, I can do laundry, cook, grow crops, and raise pigs, as long as you take me in, I will listen to you…”

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The picture of memory comes to an abrupt end here.

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"At that time... how did I answer her at that time?" Zhan Yuansheng was holding the Chenpi chicken, frowning, and kept thinking about it, but he couldn't remember anything.

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"Zhan Yuansheng, what nonsense are you talking about?" Lu Wanqiu stretched out her hand to grab it, "Don't think you can get away by pretending to be crazy and foolish, bring it to me..."

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"You two, there's no need to fight." Lin Fang saw Zhan Yuansheng and Lu Wanqiu fighting each other, like children, and couldn't help but want to laugh, "Forget it, I'm not in a hurry, I'll make another dish. ."

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"Master!"? 5.

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Lin Fang turned his head and saw everyone in the beancurd shop, all of them looked at him eagerly.

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have to!

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It seems that only one dish is not enough, there are still a lot of people waiting to be fed.

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You can't favor one over another.

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"Okay, okay, let's make something to eat for you, okay?" Lin Fang smiled helplessly.

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"The owner is wise!"

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"Long live the owner!"

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"Master, you are the best!"

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As soon as they heard that Lin Fang didn't ignore him, everyone in the Douhua shop immediately became happy, and surrounded Lin Fang, Rainbow Fart seemed to want no money, all kinds of flattery.

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Lu Wanqiu, who was competing with Zhan Yuansheng for the plate of Chenpi chicken, was stunned for a moment, and ran to Lin Fang's side quickly, "Boss Lin, are you serious? Can you really help me make a plate?"

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"Of course it's true." Lin Fang nodded with a smile, "Boss Zhan, don't hide it, sit down and eat slowly with a pair of chopsticks!"

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"Gu... uh!" Zhan Yuansheng almost choked on the chicken. He looked at his fingers soaked in soup, and quickly put it in his mouth, licked it, and said with a smirk, "I'm not worried about Boss Lu? It's not too late."

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"Hey! Look at what you are doing!" Lu Wanqiu glanced at Zhan Yuansheng disdainfully, as if to drive away something, "Go away! Go away! Don't delay Boss Lin getting me something delicious! Boss Lin, you What delicious food are you going to make? I can order... Forget it! Forget it! I will eat what you do!"

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Lin Fang glanced around and said, "The ingredients here are quite complete, and there are many dishes that can be cooked. I just don't know if Boss Lu can eat numb and spicy food?"

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"Spicy is barely okay..." Lu Wanqiu said with a bitter face, "It's totally not okay. But Boss Lin, don't worry about me, it doesn't matter, I eat what you do, I'm not picky eaters!"

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Lin Fang couldn't help but smile.

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It seems that this Lu Wanqiu not only can't eat numb, but also very reluctant to be spicy.

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You can't eat numb or spicy food, and you have to compete with Zhan Yuansheng for that tangerine skin chicken.

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I'm afraid she misunderstood that the tangerine peel chicken was a sweet dish?

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Lin Fang thought about it and said, "Then let me make you a Kung Pao Chicken. This dish is neither spicy nor spicy, it is sweet and sour."

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The positioning of Kung Pao Chicken in Sichuan cuisine is very special. Its flavor is called "lychee flavor".

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"Mmmm! Okay!" After hearing Lin Fang's words, Lu Wanqiu couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

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But she knew that Lin Fang was a good cook, and he was based on Sichuan cuisine.

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Generally speaking, at the Lin level, except for the specialized cuisines, most of them start to draw on the strengths of other families, integrate the essence of other cuisines, and slowly walk out of their own way.

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But no matter how much you learn from the strengths of others, you will never lose what you are good at.

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If Lin Fang came up with a spicy dish, Lu Wanqiu would only be able to eat it with pain and happiness.

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Now that I heard that Lin Fang was going to make a sweet and sour "Kung Pao Chicken", Lu Wanqiu almost jumped up and gave Lin Fang a compliment.

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She felt that Lin Fang was too gentle.

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Lin Fang greeted Da Mao to bring a slaughtered fat chicken over, but only two chicken legs, which were loosened and deboned to remove the tendons.

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In later generations, in order to serve food quickly and reduce costs, chicken **** are usually selected and then fried.

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When Lin Fang cooks this dish, he naturally does not seek convenience, and there is no need to control costs.

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Chicken is naturally tender and delicious chicken thigh meat.

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During the cooking process, they did not directly fry, but use the remaining base oil of fried peanuts to sauté the peppers and peppers, then slide the chicken in and stir-fry.

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After a while, Kung Pao Chicken came out of the pot.

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The seasoning of this dish is the key, and if the seasoning is good, that is the "lychee flavor".

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If the adjustment is not good, it is either sour or spicy, and the sweet and sour lychee taste cannot be produced.

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Chicken should be tender and peanuts should be crisp.

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"Qi Huo." Lin Fang handed Da Mao the Kung Pao Chicken, "Serve it."

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"Good boss!" Da Mao agreed, holding the plate and handing it to Lu Wanqiu with a smile, "Boss Lu, try it!"

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"Is this dish really not spicy?" Lu Wanqiu looked at the prickly ash and chili peppers on the plate, a little frightened.

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The color of this Kung Pao Chicken is brown and red, and the heat of the peppers and peppercorns is very well controlled.

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"Don't worry, it's only fragrant and not spicy." Lin Fang couldn't help but smile, "The varieties of peppers are different, and the taste is different. The ones I put are northern peppers, only fragrant but not spicy. If you want spicy food, I can change to Guizhou. chili."

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"No! No! It's better if it's not spicy!" Lu Wanqiu hurriedly shook her head, picked up her chopsticks, and stuffed a piece of chicken and a peanut into her mouth.

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With just one bite, Lu Wanqiu froze in place.

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Lu Wanqiu remembered her husband who passed away.

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Her husband's surname is Wu, which is different from the girls in the Republic of China who pursue freedom of love.

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She and her husband had an arranged marriage.

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Parents to enrich people.

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When they first got together, they didn't have any feelings.

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When the two are together, they rarely speak.

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The communication between each other is only a few words a day.

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It wasn't until the time when my husband fell ill that he couldn't get up on the bed, the two of them had more time to communicate.

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Originally, Lu Wanqiu thought that she had no feelings for this man.

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Until now, when Lu Wanqiu thought of him again after eating the chicken and peanuts, she didn't know that the man's place in her heart was far more important than she thought.

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After being a widow for so many years, Lu Wanqiu never remarried.

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She always thought that it was because of her high vision, that she was the boss of Zangfengzhai, and she despised those stinky men who came for her money.

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How could she have thought that after eating this "Kung Pao Chicken", she actually thought of that man again.

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Lu Wanqiu remembered the day of their wedding, and the words he said when he lifted her red hijab, "Wanqiu, you are so beautiful...".

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She also remembered the last words he said on the day when he was dying on the hospital bed: "Wan Qiu, I'll go first... After so many years, I've been a drag on you... After I leave, you don't have to help me guard, take advantage of it. When you are young, find a good family to marry again."

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"You big fool~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I won't marry, I won't marry!"

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Lu Wanqiu remembered everything about being with her husband, and the more she thought about it, the more she missed him.

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It turns out that so many years have passed, she has been, she has never forgotten.

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Even though the two of them rarely communicated together, the two of them got along very happily together.

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Even if she didn't say it, he knew what she was thinking.

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If she is a little unhappy, he will try to coax her.

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Two people did not come together because of love, but they were in love together.

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"Huh..." Lu Wanqiu wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. She wanted to eat again, but was afraid to eat it. She couldn't help but look at Zhan Yuansheng, "Boss Zhan, what does your dish taste like?"

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"Remorse. What about you?"

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"Miss... No, who asked you this!" Lu Wanqiu was a little embarrassed, she glared at Zhan Yuansheng, "I was almost led astray by you, I wanted to ask, what it really tastes like!"

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"tasty!"

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"..."

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Lu Wanqiu felt that she was a fool. Zhan Yuansheng must have done it on purpose.

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Dignified President of Jiangbei Chamber of Commerce, member of the "Cooking Association", describe the food at this level?

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It's simply not a human being!