"Su Xiaojiao? No, no, she won't, because I told the security department and if she dares to come close to me, I will apply for a personal protection order." Dr. Deng finally did not slap himself and quickly defended himself in front of Su Yingying.

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"If not, just pretend that I didn't say that. Now go and put the sheets away. Tomorrow will be a sunny day and you must wash the sheets tonight." Su Yingying pointed to the upstairs and said.

When Dr. Deng thought about it, the only one who could intercede for Zhang Ping'an was Su Xiaojiao.

For this reason, he seriously told the people in the security department that Su Xiaojiao was not allowed to approach him, and the security department was also seriously enforcing the doctor's prohibition.

But what Su Yingying was talking about was not Su Xiaojiao, but Bao Jianying.

Bao Jianying, the factory's chief accountant, is still the target of political commissar Zhang Yuezhai's discussion. He is generous, decent, and a good person, and has a very good reputation in the factory.

This lesbian was her brother-in-law Zhang Pingan's former sister-in-law, and Zhang Pingan had been cleaning the toilets for two months. She came to Yingtao to plead for mercy, but she couldn't get it, so she would definitely have to find a doctor.

The doctor’s most trusted confidant?

Here at Cherry, the doctor is not allowed to have a confidante, a confidant, or anything else, because she is jealous, and extremely jealous.

It was late autumn, and because the vegetables were planted late, the first crop of beans was also the last. Fortunately, there were many beans. As long as the beans were not old and tender, she would quickly pick them and dry them in the sun, so that they could be preserved.

And now she is going to make the dried beans.

Isn’t it just beef? How can Su Yingriao be as delicious as the ones made by foreigners?

Crush the muscle of the beef into pieces. You only need one egg white, add some water and keep stirring until it is evenly spread. Then pour some oil to seal the water, so it will be tender.

Stir-fry it with the beans, stir-fry as much juice as possible, and then stir-fry the tender cabbage. Unfortunately, there are no tomatoes. If tomatoes are mixed in, the stewed noodles will have more flavor.

Although it was just a very simple meal, with the cries of Xu Chongchong next door holding a bowl and refusing to eat the potatoes, it was good that the family could afford such a bowl of braised noodles with meat and vegetables.

Tom went to play with Zhang Bingbing today. It is said that he even visited a mass grave and got sweaty from playing. He jumped up and down when he entered the door: "Auntie, Zhang Bingbing told me today that he wanted me to

I’ll give you my money, I agreed after thinking about it.”

Tom, who was once so stingy, was actually willing to give her his money?

"Why?"

"Zhang Bingbing said, this way, when I want to eat something, I can confidently ask you for it. Now, I want to eat French fries and chicken nuggets." Tom raised his head and plucked up the courage to say.

"There will be French fries and chicken nuggets, but they will have to wait until next month. You go upstairs and lie down first, and I will cook them for you slowly when I have time." Su Yingying said seriously.

Tom walked a few steps up the stairs, counted on his fingers, and found that next month would still be a long time, and the mask made by his aunt actually smelled very good?

After all, this kid never suffers, so after thinking about it, he came back: "The French fries and chicken nuggets can wait, but the noodles have to be eaten together. Who is not trying to make peace?"

But after taking a bite, he burrowed his head into the noodles and turned into a little pig.

The doctor just ate the noodles and felt that the mask was really delicious. He didn't have high hopes for his beloved beef that was ravaged by Su Yingying, but he took a fork and chewed it.

After two bites, he looked up at his wife and said, "I never thought that Asians can also make beef."

"Braised, braised, stewed, steamed, which one do we Orientals don't know?" Su Yingying was about to tell the name of the dish: "You think the beef in the bean braised noodles is delicious enough, but this is the worst.

, if you dare to take a bite of spicy food, I will make you a whipping matchmaker tomorrow."

Deng Kunlun felt that his thoughts were complicated enough, and whipping the matchmaker sounded very sexual.

The chili is boiled chili oil. Su Yingying ordered a little bit on a piece of beef. It was a devilish taste. It was put into the mouth in one bite. It was exciting, but it also had an extraordinarily satisfying feeling. Deng Kunlun let it spread on the tip of his tongue.

I'm actually looking forward to tomorrow's whipping of the matchmaker. It's probably going to be very exciting too!

As for the score, after all, Deng Kunlun is still a man no matter how inexperienced the world is. He should be given the face he deserves. Women can't be too strong in front of men, and they have to learn to show weakness occasionally, so Su Yingying didn't interfere anymore. She planned to give it to him.

Leave this matter to him alone.

But he concentrated on planning the position of director of the G Committee for her.

Early the next morning, Su Yingying specially studied the quotations for half the night last night and read various articles in the current newspapers. She wrote a manuscript eloquently. She went to Director Xu and handed the manuscript to him.

Director Xu.

"Director Xu, take a look, this is an article I just wrote with the theme of "Dedication". I mainly want to express my feelings about life. Can you give me some advice?" Su Yingying asked.

The doctor’s wife can actually write articles?

Director Xu works in the labor union and is in charge of cultural propaganda in the factory.

Taking the manuscript, he said with a smile: "Okay, let me help you take a look. You family members should also learn from Yingtao. See if others can write articles, and then take a look at you."

Sister-in-law Xu: "..." My husband's thoughts are a bit dangerous.

But Su Yingying immediately said: "The main thing is that the doctor taught me, otherwise, how would I know how to write articles?"

Sister-in-law Xu immediately glared at her husband: "..." My husband is better than you, what can you say?

It's already late autumn. I have to pick all the beans. The cucumbers are not growing well either. I have to leave a few for seeds. I have to pick the rest and dry them into dried cucumbers. Then I have to study. After all, I want to enter G.

Committee, quotations cannot be lost, she has to memorize a series of selections.

While I was carrying it, my mother-in-law Mao Jilan came over with a small basket in her hand. When she went outside the yard, she first scanned the yard and smiled. Then she saw Jenny playing in the yard, pointed at Jenny and said: "

In the countryside, a girl as old as you has to cook. Have you helped your aunt wash the dishes recently?"

"Auntie doesn't want it."

"You have to rush to wash it even if you don't want it. You are not my child, why should I let my daughter-in-law serve you?" The old lady said, with a bad mouth and a kind heart, she took a cucumber from the basket and handed it to her.

Jenny said: "Here, eat, or my son will say I'm partial."

Jenny took the cucumber and said, "Thank you, grandma."

"Cherry, what are you doing, Cherry?" the old lady said, and walked in happily. She didn't find Cherry in the house. She went upstairs and saw her reading. She immediately covered her mouth with her hands and went downstairs quietly.

Already.

The old lady's legs and feet have always been diligent. Seeing that the beans and eggplant vines were completely dry, she immediately started to pull the vines. After pulling, she tied them into bundles and placed them neatly in a row in the backyard.

The rows are placed vertically and can be burned in a large stove in winter or used to light the fire in the stove.

When I entered the door again, I saw the cherries coming downstairs. She clapped her hands and said, "I said the vegetables must be watered with manure. Look at how fat my eggplants are. Look at how long my beans are. Look at my autumn leaves."

The skin of the cucumbers is so thick that you can pick them with pickles. The flavor will last you through the winter."

So the old lady is waiting for a month to compete with cherry vegetables with the vegetables she grew secretly at home?

"Mom, when you meet Jenny and Tom in the future, don't keep talking about how much the children have eaten from his uncle. The children are just like our own and we are willing to raise them. It has nothing to do with you." Su Yingying said straightforwardly.

"Why doesn't it matter? When they are here, you have to take care of the two children and take less care of my son. How can I be happy? Cherry, I see you were studying just now. Reading is a good thing. Mom has never read a book in her life, so she is at a disadvantage.

Culturally speaking, my son and I can complement each other in this aspect, but in other aspects, I still hope you can listen to me."

The old lady said exactly what she wanted, slapped the vegetables on the chopping board, took out a jar from the kitchen cabinet, and started to pickle the cherries.

"Mom, I really don't need you to teach me anything here. Take your dishes back, I have them at home." Su Yingying then added.

"What do you have? Look at the vegetables you grew, the eggplants and the beans. Are there any of them that have something on them?" The old lady waved her eggplants: "I call them vegetables, you are deaf.

Ears, decorations. Vegetables grown in manure are better than those grown in water."

Without saying a word, Su Yingying opened another cupboard. Inside, the beans and eggplants she grew herself, as well as dried cucumbers, were neatly cut and dried.

In winter, you can soak, steam, or fry. You can have three different meals a day.

"Did you grow this?" The old lady likes to eat dried vegetables the most, and she is so greedy that her mouth is watering.

"The vegetables grown with water will grow more fertile than those planted with manure, but I pick them as they grow, so you see there are no vegetables in my yard, but to be fair, the vegetables I grow are no worse than yours.

"Just to argue with her mother-in-law, she prepared the dishes well, how could she lose to her mother-in-law.

Mao Jilan didn't have many good things at home. Today, he carried all the vegetables in the house and swollen his face to show off his fatness. Seeing so many dried vegetables, he suddenly felt sorry for the silly sons at home: "How about that?

Take mine away?”

"Take it away, but if you want dried vegetables, I'll give you some?" Su Yingying asked back.

The old lady hesitated for a moment, then waved her hand and said, "Forget it, you are not well-off either." She is a fair person and cannot always take advantage of the rich son to support the poor son.

But she felt particularly unhappy. Those in the family were too stupid and she couldn't like any of them. But this one was smart enough and she liked them very much, but she just couldn't conquer them. What should she do?

"Tom, stop here, why are you hitting our Dongdong?" Hey, this is the voice of the nanny, the nanny. It sounds like she is chasing Tom?

Mao Jilan originally hated Aunt Bao.

Just because she was a nanny sent by the organization and couldn't get a chance to clean up, I heard Auntie Bao scolding Tom. This was an opportunity to have a little argument with Aunt Bao.

Rolling up her sleeves, she was about to rush out when she saw her daughter-in-law had already gone out with a kitchen knife in one hand.

As soon as they went out, they saw Tom, Zhang Bingbing and Xu Chongchong rushing into the yard and closing the fence gate. Tom ran slowly and Aunt Bao grabbed his ears and was struggling.

Just when Mao Jilan was about to curse, he saw that his daughter-in-law had already swung the kitchen knife out: "Aunt Bao, what are you doing, are you looking for a chop?"

"Su Yingying, that foreign brat of yours hit my grandson with a stone!"

"You can't afford to play with your children? My Tom is only five years old, and your Dongdong is almost 13. You said that my Tom beat him, who would believe it?" Su Yingying chopped it with a kitchen knife: "It's Zhang Dongdong who is watching.

Because my Bingbing has a good relationship with Tom, I am envious, jealous, and hateful. I will chase him and beat him, am I right?"

She had been watching for several days and found that Zhang Dongdong was always chasing Tom.

The reason is that Bingbing has a good relationship with Tom recently, isn't it?

Now that Zhang Bingbing, a little nephew, is vouching for her, Su Yingtao is not afraid of protecting Auntie, an old and pious woman.
To be continued...