Chapter 682 Taste

"It's not your thing, don't worry about it. It's better to be down-to-earth." Shang Zhenqing said.

The strong sense of oppression and the sourness made Chaoxi realize that this person might be Ke Baijia's flower protection messenger.

So I can still be perfunctory by Ke Baijia because her preference is not a thin person, but the iron tower man in front of me?

I really didn't expect her taste to be so unique.

Forget it, if he wants to look like that, he will probably not be able to do it for three lifetimes.

"Comrade, I remember." Chaoxi was very aware of the current affairs. Since he couldn't argue, let's restrain himself first.

When Kebaijia's taste is not that good, then find a way to get closer. Anyway, there is no corner that cannot be dug, only a hoe that is not working hard enough.

On the other hand, Kebaijia has already walked to the business.

Grandma Shang brought the water for washing fruits and poured it out, and saw a girl standing at the door.

I looked closely and saw that this was not Jia Jia.

"Jia Jia, you're here, come in and sit in." Grandma Shang quickly poured water and reached out to Ke Baijia.

Ke Baijia followed her wishes and also took her hand over to help her into the house.

"I just saw you working hard and didn't dare to quarrel with you. How about it? Thank you for your hard work."

"Fortunately, I mainly accompanied me, but in fact, the one who worked hard was Dr. Wen."

"Yes." Grandma Shang handed over one of the washed fruits and asked her to eat them.

It wasn't long before Ke Baijia had eaten, so he took the fruit and took a look, but still bit it.

If you can stuff what your elders really give, it’s better to stuff it.

"Where is Grandpa Shang." Ke Baijia didn't see anyone and asked curiously.

"He probably has been in the clinic for a long time. When he comes back, he always wants to do something. He heard people say that there are fungus planted in the house, and they have to go and see the fun together."

"Cultivate fungus in the house? Can it be planted?" Ke Baijia was quite curious.

In my previous life, I knew that there was a household contract responsibility system, about 1980 years ago.

Lin Duoduo and Lin Jianye once lamented that rural people like Shang Zhenqing seized the opportunity and became rich.

She had never heard of whether there were similar planting projects at that time.

Grandma Shang also had a little understanding and said, "Actually, I don't know much. If you wait for Grandpa Shang to come back, let's ask him."

Ke Baijia sat down shortly afterwards, and she asked, "Brother Zhenqing said, you have something to ask me for, do you need help?"

Grandma Shang: “…???”

Grandma Shang almost didn't know how she would answer.

Say it is not right, wouldn’t it be that my grandson lied?

Say yes, what do you want to say?

She didn't ask her grandson to call Jia Jia over.

"Grandma Shang?" Ke Baijia asked again with her eyes.

"Cough." Shang Zhenqing appeared in time and said to his grandmother: "Milk, don't be embarrassed. Didn't you just say you wanted to eat stewed meat? Didn't I bring a piece back?"

Grandma Shang smiled awkwardly and cooperated with the delicious character set by her grandson for herself: "Yes, Grandma Shang wants to eat the food made by our Jiajia. Sorry, Jiajia, I'm causing you trouble."

Shang Zhenqing looked at the sky.

"What's the matter? It's a trivial matter." Ke Baijia rolled up her sleeves and headed towards the kitchen.

As expected, I saw a lump of meat, probably more than a pound.

Kebaijia used the existing ingredients to make braised pork, which is soft, glutinous, salty and fragrant, suitable for both young and old. Even if the elderly have poor teeth, they can eat them casually.

Outside the house, Grandma Shang looked at Shang Zhenqing seriously.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!