The President's Book of Spoiling His Wife Too Much

Chapter 233 You two couples really have a tacit understanding

Meng Liang fell into deep thought when he heard An Xiyu's words: "Is no one caring about this?"

An Xiyu shrugged helplessly and said, "Are you talking about water-injected beef being sold on the market or...the butchers brutally slaughtered cattle?"
ps: Water-infused beef is real~~ I hope everyone can distinguish between real and fake beef when buying beef, and don't buy water-infused beef.And the method of those cows who were brutally tortured to death is also true~~As long as everyone buys less water-injected beef, I believe that as time goes by, there will be less and less water-injected beef~~
Meng Liang paused for a second and then said gloomily, "Both are..."

An Xiyu looked at Meng Liang calmly, then picked up a carrot and said, "Who will take care of it? Water-filled beef is sold, and in the market, if someone eats something wrong, the relevant department will take care of it. As for the butchers They brutally slaughtered cattle. Those cattle were raised by butchers. In other words, those cattle were raised by them, and the ownership of the cattle belongs to them. They can do whatever they want. Besides... now There is no law to protect animals, except for rare animals. Oh, yes... there is another kind of person who may be able to intervene in these two matters."

Meng Liang looked at An Xiyu who was picking carrots and asked, "What kind of person?"

An Xiyu shrugged, put down the carrot in her hand, turned around and looked at Meng Liang with a smile: "It's the kind of "capitalist" who has a lot of money but doesn't spend it, and is deeply involved in the Baidao! If you have any opinion, I believe someone will come out to take care of it. But... do you think any rich people would be willing to do this kind of thing? Okay, okay... let's stop talking, let's buy vegetables, and procrastinate like this Pull it down, and you won’t be able to eat at 12 o’clock.”

Meng Liang silently followed behind An Xiyu... Is it a "capitalist" who is rich and white and deeply involved?

Meng Liang followed behind An Xiyu who was empty-handed, carrying two big bags of An Xiyu's "victory prize" and couldn't help complaining: "Hey! I said, can't you carry a bag for me? Hey hey! You What are you going to do?" Meng Liang looked at An Xiyu who was walking towards the fruit stand, and a bad premonition sounded in his heart...

"Buy some fruit, what if Xiaomo and the others are already back when we go back? Then they can eat some fruit first while I cook." An Xiyu picked up the big, red apple seriously and casually Said.

Meng Liang looked at An Xiyu who was seriously picking up the fruit and couldn't help complaining again: "Why didn't you see you being so warm to me when I came..."

An Xiyu handed the selected apples to the owner of the fruit stand, and picked out a large hanging of grapes and handed them to the owner with a smile: "You are you, Su Qingyue is Su Qingyue. First, Su Qing Yue is rich, handsome and rich, and second, he and my Xiaomo are still a couple. Can I be more polite to him? How much are you, boss?"

Seeing An Xiyu who suddenly changed the subject, Meng Liang looked at An Xiyu unwillingly and said, "Finish what I said, what am I?"

"Girl, 50 yuan." The fruit seller said with a smile.

An Xiyu nodded, took out a fifty-five Grandpa Mao from her bag, handed it to the owner of the fruit stand, took the fruit handed over by the owner of the fruit stand, turned to Meng Liang and said, "What, what! Didn't say anything, let's go, catch the bus."

Meng Liang looked at An Xiyu who was walking towards the bus station again, and quickly moved his legs to An Xiyu's side and said, "Shall we go back by bus?"

"Or else?" An Xiyu rolled her eyes and said to Meng Liang.

Meng Liang was carrying two bags of vegetables, his hands were slightly numb, and he tried to persuade him earnestly: "No, no... Look, it's very late now, and it's very inconvenient for us to take the bus. First, the bus has to wait. Right. Second, what if Xiaomo and the others come back? What if you come to win the cooking? Third, if there is another traffic jam on the bus, so many people are bored in the bus, think about us Aren’t the two bags of vegetables you bought and the bag of fruit in your hand stale? I said, let’s take a taxi back, this is the most convenient and quickest way.”

An Xiyu frowned at Meng Liang, who was earnestly persuading her to take a taxi, and thought for a while, "It does seem to make sense..."

"Yes, yes! Look, what kind of vegetables did you buy? Lobster, chicken! Pork! There are also a lot of vegetables! If they are not fresh, the taste will be bad! After all, Su This is the first time for Qingyue to eat something you made, right? There are also the two female bodyguards at the door, and of course me, of course I want to cook the most delicious meal! Right, right!" Meng Liang continued to earnestly add Said flatteringly.

An Xiyu touched her chin and nodded, "What you said makes sense! Well then, let's stop the taxi and go back."

Hearing An Xiyu's words, Meng Liang heaved a sigh of relief and smiled: "Okay! Come on, I'll put the vegetables on the ground, you wait here for me. I'll go and hail a taxi..."

An Xiyu nodded and smiled softly: "Yeah, you can go."

Meng Liang stopped a taxi with brisk steps, pointed to the taxi driver's skin that could be broken by blowing bullets, and smiled, "Big Brother, Big Brother, I'm sorry to trouble you... Tell me, tell me, look at it." Who am I like?"

The taxi driver frowned and looked at Meng Liang, who was dressed plainly and had a hippie smile on his face. He felt a little familiar, but he shook his head: "It's not like anyone, do you take a taxi or not? If you don't, don't disturb my business!"

Meng Liang heaved a sigh of relief, but at the same time he was a little unhappy... Although many people would not recognize Meng Liang, the "heart-warming steamed stuffed bun" who ranks among the top three richest people in the world, it's very convenient, but... they won't be recognized. What's the matter with this faint feeling of displeasure?Although many of my documents are completed in the office and at home, the company's activities or people who don't like to appear... But when I think of Su Qingyue coming out, the people on the street are like crazy... This kind of The comparison is really annoying...

"No, no, sit, sit, can I trouble you to drive the car over there? My friend bought a lot of things there and couldn't carry them." Meng Liang smiled and waved to the taxi driver.

The taxi driver nodded and said, "Go ahead, I'll follow you."

Meng Liang nodded and walked to An Xiyu's side and said, "The car is here, get in the car, don't you say that the world can't catch up?" Meng Liang asked An Xiyu to pull the taxi driver away. back door.After watching An Xiyu get into the car, she took all the vegetables and fruits in her hands and sat in the front passenger seat.

Sitting in the back seat, An Xiyu looked at Meng Liang who had taken a bunch of things and said, "Do you want me to take some, can you take so much?"

Meng Liang turned his head to An Xiyu and shook his head, smiled and said warmly: "No, I was joking before. I am a handsome seven-foot man, how can I let girls carry things!"

An Xiyu looked at Meng Liang and smiled, then said mercilessly: "You are still a man of seven feet, if you are a man of seven feet, then I am six feet!"

Meng Liang was stunned for a moment, then listened to An Xiyu mercilessly mocking his height and mumbled, "It's a woman with long hair and short knowledge."

An Xiyu poked Meng Liang on the back of the head and said, "What are you muttering about me?"

Meng Liang touched the back of the head that was sore from being poked by An Xiyu, and said confidently: "In the first place, he is a dignified seven-foot man, and the word dignified can generally be understood, with a majestic appearance, tinged with boasting. In the Shang Dynasty, one foot equals 16cm today. According to this measure, the height of a person is about one foot, so it is called "husband"; but Qin unified weights and measures, so I think this seven feet should be the length of the Qin and Han Dynasties. The benchmark, converted to the present, is about 95-160cm. It means that an adult man should shoulder his responsibilities. You, you, you, you are so superficial, you know that you want to be tall! Besides... I also Not short!"

An Xiyu snorted coldly and said, "Why aren't you short? Su Qingyue is 1.8 meters eight, how about you, you haven't reached 1.8 meters, have you? Besides... I am more than 1.7 meters, and my height is [-] meters. If you wear high heels, don't you become my younger brother?"

Meng Liang turned back and glared at An Xiyu in displeasure, and said, "What! I'm almost 1.8 meters tall, okay? It's only one or two centimeters... Besides, you're not afraid that you won't be able to get married if you grow so tall. !Because now tall men like petite girls, haha!"

Hearing Meng Liang's words, An Xiyu shrugged her shoulders indifferently and said, "It doesn't matter, if I don't get married, I'll just eat and drink by Xiaomo's side for the rest of my life. You don't care about me, you still talk about me...you Forget it, in order to keep cooking the most delicious meal ever, I have to keep a happy mood! I don’t care about it like you.”

Meng Liang turned his head back, looked at the spacious avenue in front of the taxi window and snorted, "It should be because I want to eat the so-called "most delicious meal ever". I don't care about you!"

The taxi driver glanced at Meng Liang and An Xiyu and couldn't help laughing...

"why are you laughing?"

"why are you laughing?"

An Xiyu and Meng Liang looked at the taxi driver in unison and asked...

Before the taxi driver could reply, Meng Liang and An Xiyu looked at each other and opened their mouths again...

"Why did you learn to speak from me?"

"Why did you learn to speak from me?"

The two stared at each other...

"Still learning!"

"Still learning!"

"You try again!"

"You try again!"

"Meng Liang, you have to be ashamed!"

"Hey stinky woman! Don't learn!"

The two finally disagreed... The taxi, who was about to open his mouth to speak, finally said a word: "Haha, you young couple really have a tacit understanding!"

(End of this chapter)