Xun Wenyan said that Huang Ma looked at Chen Jiao with a little discomfort, holding half the master's shelf, reprimanding:

"Ms. Jiao Jiao, this is the general's affairs. The general's affairs are state secrets. Can this be inquired by us? Fortunately, this is the last days. If it was before the last days, if I ask you this, It is impossible to be charged with a spy. "

Chen Jiao, who had been reprimanded, unhappyly pushed the dish on the table, pushed it with a hand, muttered, and whispered:

"You really love to work, isn't it just a helping chef in my grandpa's hands? What's wrong? What's going on? Look at my grandpa helping our Chen family, or help you like this?

Is n’t she bullying a woman who has no father or mother now? Chen Jiao was born and raised from Xiaojiao. That character was so pampered that no one was convinced, or was she an old maid who had worked with her uncle and grandpa for more than 20 years? According to her uncle's blood-thirsty short temperament, Chen Jiao had the anger to choke the helper.

The expression on Huang Ma's face was awkward, and she was respected and used by several juniors of the Chen family in the usual days. In the face of Chen Jiao, she unconsciously picked up half of the master Joe, and thought about it, this Chen In the presence of General Chen, Jiao is also a very favored junior. In the end, it is not easy to mess with it, just skimming his lips and changing his face, and bitterly said:

"Ms. Jiao Jiao, it ’s not Huang Ma who loves to preach, but when it ’s time to go south, it ’s all an adult thing. You are useless in an emergency. You also escaped from the south. You naturally know what the south is. There are few livelihoods from the south, and you are useless in anxiety. "

In the Chen family, everyone knows that Chen Jiao's son was left in the south, so Chen Jiao has been hoping that General Chen Chen can counterattack the south to help her find her son.

However, since this year, the Chen family has also been persuading Chen Jiao that the chance of survival in the south is really too small. All of them are corpses of a city. Chen Jiao does not care on the surface, in fact, the heart is still I hope to find my son.

While talking, the eldest son and second son of the Chen family talked and went into the kitchen. Huang Ma quickly dropped the vegetables in her hand and greeted the two. Tossing vegetables leaves.

"Jiaojiao, that vegetable leaf has been tossed by you, what shall we eat in the evening?"

Chen Chaoxi, the second son of Chen's family, took out a can of beer from the refrigerator and joked at Chen Jiao.

Chen Jiao gave him a sideways glance. "Second, I'm in a bad mood, don't you allow me to take a vegetable leaf to vent?"

"What's wrong with you?"

The eldest son, Chen Chaogong, sat on the cooking table next to Chen Jiao. Then Chen Chaogong looked much more stable than Chen Chaoxi, and may have something to do with his age. After all, Chen Chaogong is already in his 50s or 60s .

He took a steady look at Chen Jiao, with a stern sternness in his eyes. "In this Golden Gate base, you eat well and wear warm clothes. No one dares to say a few words about you. Is there any bad mood?"

"I…"

Chen Jiao froze. She was a little afraid of this very serious uncle. As a descendant of the Chen family, Chen Jiao knew that Chen Chaogong's wife, children and grandchildren were all lost in the south, so in the Chen family, this Chen Chaogong was the heaviest of.

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