80s: Little Sweet Wife

Wu Chao picked up the watermelon and took a bite, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but praise: "The watermelon is really sweet, the sweetest watermelon I have ever eaten in my life."

Xiong Mumu sneered: "Your life is really short enough!"

Wu Chao hummed, "I'm exaggerating, I don't know!"

The little fat man has a very good advantage, that is, no matter how big the incident is, there is no food that can't solve it. The little fat man who ate three pieces of watermelon gradually let go, talking and laughing, not as restrained as before.

Meimei pursed her lips and smiled, and nibbled at the watermelon in small bites. The little fat man was right. The watermelons from her grandparents' house were indeed very sweet, and they couldn't be bought in the market at all, because these watermelons were specially provided, as well as other fruits. in this way.

Not everyone in the compound has this kind of treatment, only a few old chiefs have it, her grandparents are one of them, so every time she lives in Kyoto, her favorite food is the fruit at home.

"Grandpa and grandma eat KFC, these are what foreigners love to eat, you can eat it and see how it tastes!"

Meimei spread out the bag and let the second old man choose what he liked to eat, but the old lady didn't like it, so she didn't eat it after only one bite of fries, but the old man enjoyed it very much, eating one hamburger and three more. Chicken wings and a glass of Coke.

"The food of foreign devils is not bad. Let's make it ourselves in the future. Isn't it just frying the egg batter in a pan, it's very simple." The old man said lightly.

The corners of Zhao Xue'er's mouth twitched, but what his old man said was easy. Eggs and flour were battered and fried in oil?

If it was so simple, why did he spend so much money?

Meimei didn't correct the old man's statement, but just smiled. Anyway, grandpa didn't care about the housework, she bought it back, and he didn't ask whether he bought it or fried it at home, so he was very confused.

The two brothers, Zhao Xuehai and Zhao Xuegong, have grown a lot taller. They have been admitted to the same military academy. In Nanjing, the two grown-up brothers are much more stable, and they are not as detached as they used to be.

"Mei Mei's birthday is on the 18th. Today is the 10th, and there are still eight days left. How will Mei Mei spend this year?" the old lady asked.

Meimei suddenly lost her interest and said sullenly: "It's not the whole birthday, just make me a bowl of longevity noodles."

"That's not good, my granddaughter's birthday has to be lively, or let's go to the hotel to set up a table~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The milk will pay." The old lady was in high spirits.

The old man also felt good, "That's it, let's go to Quanjude to eat at that time!"

Meimei was not too enthusiastic, and her spirit was not very good. The old lady thought she was tired, so she had lunch and went upstairs to rest.

Meimei, who was lying on the bed after taking a shower, was still in a bad mood because she thought of a certain annoying guy. Since returning from the country, this guy has never come to her, not even the night before departure. She waited most of the night.

Hmph, obviously on the night of his birthday last year, he even climbed the wall to give birthday gifts, but this year, he forgot all about it, rascal!

Meimei scolded the future chief countless times before she fell asleep with a pouted mouth. In her dream, she taught someone a hard lesson and smashed it with a frying pan, which relieved her a little bit.

How could Yan Mingshun forget the birthday of the little princess, he remembered it more clearly, but this year he had other plans, so he didn't go to climb the wall, he planned to give Meimei a bigger surprise.

But now he has to solve the trouble in front of him first!