Rebirth to a Military Marriage: Good Morning Chief

Not only did she dig out the memories buried in her memory, but she also thought about the taste of the pickled ginger.

"Do you want to eat pickled ginger?" Joe Dongliang was surprised.

"Well, this thing is done, is it trouble? Or do you tell me how to do it, I will try it myself?" Sincerely, after recalling the taste of pickled ginger, Qiao Nan feels boring when eating something, especially spicy things. The lack of pickled **** acid, especially sour and no pickled ginger. The wonderful combination of spicy and sour, all reflected in the pickled ginger.

In this life, before pregnancy, Qiao Nan never thought that he would be the kind of person who would enter the devil because he wanted to eat. In fact, since she had this idea, she even dreamed of the taste she experienced when she was at the age of five when she was eating the first pickled ginger.

Make sure that the daughter really needs himself. Qiao Dongliang’s waist is quite straight: “Cheng, I tell you how to do it, do you let Xiaosheng give you a note?” That’s why, Joe Dongliang decided, tomorrow Early in the morning, he had to run a simmering farm and pick up a dozen kilograms of **** that is best for pickled ginger.

It’s a two-pronged thing to say that you are doing it with others. Qiao Dongliang is worried that the person who made the pickled **** does not have his own craft.

To be honest, the practice of pickled **** is unique to Joe. Not to mention originality, but it is really unique. When Joe was still alive, the family was poor, the food was small, and there was no food. The **** that happened to be planted is as good as that. The problem is that in the age when the staple food is not enough, the family members are willing to spend the money on the ingredients of the **** cooking. It is good to eat enough, picking the taste, and beware of the ass.

No way, you can't ruin things, so Grandma Qiao made these gingers into pickled **** for the family to eat. It was also the habit that was developed at that time. Later, from time to time, Grandma Joe would pickle **** at home and eat it as a dish. For pickled ginger, pickled **** has become a childhood memories.

Of course, the pickled **** of Qiao’s family always has the unique skills of Qiao’s family. These points of attention, when Joe Dongliang was on the phone, said it very clearly, but he was afraid that when the people of the family got started, they could not do well. To this end, Qiao Dongliang felt that the first thing to let the people of the family do it, do something unreasonable Qiaojia pickled ginger, let Qiao Nan deal with eating for a few days.

On his side, he also helped. After the pickled **** was done, he sent a courier to Qiao Nan. Qiao Dongliang also knows that pickled **** is cheap, but if you want to express it to the capital, I am afraid that the money for express delivery will be several times, or even ten times, the price of pickled ginger. But who wants Joanna to want to eat it, and spend more money, it is worth it.

In the early morning of the second day, Joe Dongliang, who was to be a grandfather, almost became the first person to enter the market except the vegetable seller. He bought a bunch of **** and didn’t say it. Even the spices had several packages.

"Mom, Dad got up very early today, all morning, he stayed in the kitchen, what about the drums?" Joe Zi couldn't help but curious, huddled around Ding Jiayi and asked: "I really cook, also use Can't you have a morning time? Mom, don't you think that my dad is very excited today and still sings old."

In the past year or so, there have been too many things happening in Qiao's family. I don't remember Joe. The last time she heard Joe Dongliang's songs is how long ago: "What good things are there at home?" She has not heard of it at all.

Ding Jiayi, who was watching TV, let him go: "The hot day, what do you do next to me, sit by yourself." When I said this, Ding Jiayi’s eyes did not move away from the TV early. As for the problem of Qiao Zikai, Ding Jiayi’s words did not give up a little bit of confusion.

Since the end of the topic of 100,000 yuan, Joe Zi thought that Ding Jiayi would stay alone for a while, and Ding Jiayi would like to know for a while, Ding Jiayi would like to understand, will not mention 100,000 with himself. I didn’t mention it anymore, but Qiao Zi’s obvious feeling that her mother seemed to be a lot of cold to her, unlike before, as long as she appeared, her mother’s eyes and her heart could only hold her alone. .

"Mom, are you still angry with me?" If you can, Joe didn't want to take the initiative to mention the 100,000 yuan in front of Ding Jiayi. After all, until now, she did not want to take 100,000 yuan to save Ding Jiayi's so-called marriage. They are all seventy-eighty, and the divorce is done by young people.

What's more, at this age, her parents are not divorced, as her father said, no difference. As far as her mother is, she is nervous and poor.

Ding Jiayi took the melon seeds and glared at the son of Joe. "I am angry with you. Why do I need to be angry with you because of anything?" Hey, even the words of 100,000 yuan are not mentioned. This is worry, she wants it again?

"Mom..." Joe Zi shouted a long "mother", and the three waves of the turn, spoiled and spoiled. Undoubtedly, the former Ding Jiayi was the one who ate the most of Joe, but it is not the same as before. Ding Jiayi said that this set is useless to her.

It used to work, because Joe was happy with Ding Jiayi with a bunch of fictional filial words. Ding Jiayi was convinced that relying on Joe's daughter, she could live the same life as the old lady. So no matter what Joe Zizhen said, Ding Jiayi agrees.

But today is this...

Ding Jiayi drank saliva, moisturizing her throat: "I am your mother, I always know, let people call it well. Let others hear it, and think that our family will be haunted during the day."

"Mom, how did you suddenly feel this attitude to me?" Ding Jiayi turned a hundred and eighty degrees, so that Joe couldn't accept it. This is just like the person who was fascinated by the madness, and suddenly he is awake. The attitude is completely opposite: "Mom, you used to be like this. In the past, you always thought about it for me. For me. But what is good for me? Child, you won't give up. But you will not do anything that is not good for me. Mom, you have changed."

Become selfish, only have oneself in my heart, forget her daughter!

Last time I opened my mouth for 50,000, this time I want to open 100,000, what about the next time? Her mother's appetite is getting bigger and bigger, Zhang's mouth is getting bigger and bigger, how much money, her mother is dare to open her mouth with her. She is only a hundred and fifty thousand in total. According to this speed, after three years, she has to be done by her mother.

When thinking about Qiao Nan’s previous home, Ding Jiayi only asked Qiao Nan every month to ask for money, one or two thousand. The feng shui turns, and when Ding Jiayi asks her to ask for it, she is terrible, 50,000 and 100,000! This is not to exploit the child's exploitation habits, but it has also begun to intensify!