The two of them were talking and Zhang Yanming was cooking. They felt particularly harmonious at this moment.

"There should be a TV in the house, what do you think?"

Zhang Yanming turned around and looked into the room: "Where to put it? There is no room."

"Put it outside here and hang it up." Li Wulan stretched out her hand and gestured: "You can watch it even while eating. You can just sit here and watch it normally."

"Can't it be cold in winter?"

"Isn't there heating? Why don't we add a few more groups?"

"Put a sofa?"

"It's okay. I can still lie down, which is pretty good."

Then how can this restaurant be opened? Zhang Yanming thought for a while and said nothing.

To sum it up, I am not the same person I was before I woke up, or I am not the same person I was before I came in. It really doesn’t make much sense to open a restaurant that can only show off in front of these motorcycle drivers.

Think about the cities I lived in in my dream. If I could put myself in any one of them in 1996, not to mention turning the world upside down, but there would still be no problem in finding a successful person.

But it happens to be such an industrialized town.

You must know that throughout the 1990s, industrial cities were the most in decline. Even big cities were not immune, let alone small places like this that were not even cities.

But people have to face reality. Which slope to stand on and which song to sing? The external environment is irreversible no matter where it is. The only one who can change is yourself.

"Add a DVD so you can sing and watch movies. I don't know how you live your life day by day. How can you stay in a clean house?"

"I don't feel anything bad. I don't like watching those things. I should buy a washing machine, a fan and a refrigerator. I think it is more useful than a TV."

"We don't need a washing machine, and we can't wash them cleanly. Just a few handfuls of clothes come out. Are you too lazy? I see you're quite enthusiastic about washing people's bras."

"What about winter clothes? Are big items like sheets and quilts washed by hand?"

"Isn't there hot water? Besides, Zhou Xinbing and Li Shuxin have it at home. They can just take it with them to wash, but they don't use it every day."

"it's not good?"

"Why don't they feel bad when they come to eat and sleep? Did I give you money? This guy even protected me."

"No," Zhang Yanming felt that the blame must be thrown away. As soon as he opened his mouth, a figure moved at the door, saying that Cao Cao had arrived, and Li Shuxin and the others walked in.

"What are you doing? It smells so good."

"It's not delicious. I have to go back to eat today."

"Zhang Yanming, it's hard to add a TV or something to your room. It's empty."

Li Wulan pushed the kitchen door completely open and smiled with two small tiger teeth: "As I said, he looks like he is seventy or eighty years old. It's hard for him to stay still."

Zhou Xinbing said: "Zhang Yanming, you and I will go to the city tomorrow. I listened to the song over the phone. I think there will be some fun."

Zhang Yanming opened the lid of the pot and stirred the stew: "I'm going too? No need, right?"

"You have to go, so I tried to record a demo, but it didn't feel as powerful as your singing. I have to record it again over there. It's best for you to listen to it on the side."

Li Shuxin said: "The main reason is that the school piano is not good. Just an organ can't get out the smell."

Zhang Yanming thought for a moment and nodded and said, "Okay, I just happened to go check out additives and stuff. You won't have class tomorrow?"

Zhou Xinbing put the bag on the kang in the room: "With special approval from the principal, within three days, letters of introduction have been issued."

The second sister looked at the time and said: "You guys can talk here, I have to leave, I'm going to be too late. Zhang Yanming, if you can, remember to treat me, sister takes good care of you."

Zhang Yanming nodded: "Okay, I'm really going to cook you a big meal that you haven't eaten before."

The second sister hurried away with her bag. Li Shuxin opened the pot and looked at it: "I really don't want to go home for dinner, alas, I can't help it."

Zhang Yanming wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask. Li Wulan opened her mouth: "What happened to the food at home? Are you being abused?"

Li Shuxin pursed her lips: "They even torture themselves, so who am I?"

Zhou Xinbing started to laugh, her eyes narrowed and her ponytail swaying: "Her husband's family is from the Hui people, and they stew beef with sauerkraut every day. Oh my god, I took one bite. Don't mention it. I didn't vomit on the spot and I felt really awesome."

Zhang Yanming glanced at Li Shuxin. Han people married Hui people and lived with the elderly. There are too many things that need to be changed. It is really not easy. No wonder he is so thin. This is not a question of who is good and who is not good. It is a matter of national tradition. conflict.

"If his parents are not at home, I can still sneak something to eat. Alas, the old man and the old lady have only gone out once since I got married. His son can't stand it anymore. He hides outside and never comes back. I have to I stay at home every day and can’t go anywhere.”

Li Wulan asked: "Why don't you go back to your parents' house? Come back after dinner."

Li Shuxin sighed: "It's too far. We can't afford to go back and forth in Miaoergou."

"How many buildings does your house have? My mother's house is also over there."

"RB Building, Building 56."

"Oh, that's a bit far away. My mother's house is here in Xinlou, Building 25."

Li Shuxin laughed: "It's just like my mother's house, stuck in the middle of the station, and you have to walk a long way to get off the bus."

Zhang Yanming suddenly remembered something and said to Xiaobing: "By the way, um, the mainland has brought the computer back, and I helped install it."

Zhou Xinbing clapped her hands happily: "Hey, I can access the Internet now. Are you envious?" She asked Li Shuxin with raised eyebrows.

"I'm jealous. Just in time, if I don't want to go home anymore, I'll go to your house to surf the Internet."

"Go away, no, I'm still playing."

"Look at how stingy you are. Can't the two of you work together? Do you have to dominate alone? Liu Dalu is really pitiful."

"I do."

When the vegetables were stewed, Zhang Yanming took them out of the pot and said, "Serve your own food." He used a spoon to stir-fry the pork head.

Li Shuxin was a little hesitant, but Zhou Xinbing said, "Eat with me and come back after eating." He went to get a bowl of rice.

Li Shuxin, who was not determined at first, obeyed.

The three women took bowls and chopsticks to serve the rice. Zhang Yanming fried the pork head and shredded potatoes and put them on the table. He cleaned up the pots and spoons on the stove, took off his apron, washed his hands and went to eat.

After eating, the two of them hurried away with their bags in hand. Their husbands were both at home today.

"I'll come and call you at eight o'clock tomorrow. Get up early."

Li Wulan curled her lips and helped Zhang Yanming clear the table, wash the dishes and wash the dishes.

Although the contact time is not long, Zhang Yanming has already discovered the personalities of several people.

Zhou Xinbing is like a queen. Although she feels gentle and beautiful, she actually prefers to give orders and basically doesn't do housework.

Li Shuxin is lively and cheerful, loves to move and laugh, but her life is not happy. It seems that she never does any housework.

Li Wulan looks smart but is actually a bit naive. She has strong hands-on skills, is good at housework, and is diligent.
Chapter completed!