She really didn't expect Xu Ning to have such good cooking skills. Not to mention that Qin Xuejuan is not as good as her granddaughter. This is the first time that her granddaughter is a genius in cooking. Why don't you let your granddaughter learn to cook in the future? At least there will be a craft to feed oneself in the future.

Seeing her granddaughter staring at herself with a smile, the old lady was a little bit frustrated, but she still nodded sternly.

"More talented than your mother."

Xu Ning's eyes were filled with honey-like smiles, and then he started to make garlic fried pork.

Approaching the evening, Xu Jianjun rode back from the town government on a brand-new two-eight bar. He turned into the alley and saw Xie Zheng carrying a black handbag.

"Uncle San, it's off work." Xie Zheng saw Xu Jianjun and greeted him with a smile.

Xu Jianjun lifted his leg off the bicycle and said with a smile: "It's a bit late from school today. Usually you are home when I get off work at this point."

"I'm on duty today." Xie Zheng had an inexplicable emotion in his eyes, but he concealed it very well, "Uncle San, has Ningning's wound healed?"

In his memory, Xu Ning is a very delicate girl. She is the top beautiful girl in the whole Xiangshan Village, even in the four villages. She usually likes to dress up. In this kind of society that has just embarked on an individual economy, she is even just a young girl. It’s not a long time since we got away from the big pot of rice, but it’s also a loss to have a pair of good parents to support us, otherwise the average family would not be able to withstand such a pretentiousness.

However, it probably existed in the memory for too long, so that he was always reluctant to think of that girl too badly. In fact, a little girl, no matter how bad it can be, she likes the life of the people in the city. Did not steal or rob.

But he was very curious. It was clear that Xu Ning did not have this catastrophe in his previous life. Why did he hear his grandmother say that Xu Ning was injured because of a few male classmates fighting, so that a blood hole was left in his shoulder.

Think about it, that little girl usually feels wronged for a long time even if she breaks her skin a little, this time she will probably be very sad.

"It's almost there. You can go to school in about two days. Then Xiaozheng, don't forget to be with Ningning." Xu Jianjun sighed after speaking. It was noisy, and on the contrary, he became well-behaved. If he wanted to suffer a crime and become sensible, he was not injured in vain."

He does not mean that.

Xu Jianjun didn't think there was anything wrong with this sentence, but Xie Zheng really remembered it in his heart.

He suspected that Xu Ning might have returned from the future.

It is sad to say, knowing that Xu Ning's death was accidentally mentioned by the young helper in the family.

After learning of Xu Ning’s death, Xie Zheng went back to sleep for 82 years. At this time, he was sixteen years old. He was in the first year of high school. There are still two years to go. He will return to the imperial capital after graduating from high school. The first few years were He studied at the Military University in the Imperial Capital.

When he wrote to his family in his previous life, he asked his grandmother about Xu Ning.

He will never forget. The grandmother said in a regretful letter that Xu Ning took away all the money from her grandmother and took the child in her belly to find the scumbag. At that time, he only felt that his chest seemed to be empty. Unexplainable, unclear.

"Xiao Zheng?" Xu Jianjun yelled several times, but Xie Zheng didn't respond in a daze. Instead, he lowered his head in a daze.

"Ah? San Uncle, then I will go in first." Xie Zheng recovered, said hello to Xu Jianjun, and stepped into the house.

Xu Jianjun didn't think much, and he took his bicycle and stepped into the house.

In fact, Xu Jianjun likes Xie Zheng very much. He looks so good-looking and has a stable personality. He treats his daughters especially well. After all, Xu Ning liked to play with Xie Zheng when he was young.

If it is according to the character of other boys, there is a little girl behind when playing around, and I will be annoyed in my heart.

However, Xie Zheng is not like this. Instead, he is very patient. He also talked to his wife about the two children in private. The wife is also very pleased. He feels that Xie Zheng is also the husband and wife who grew up and will bring his daughter. If he is rationed, the couple can rest assured.

Of course, they didn't mention it to their daughter. After all, her daughter was still young, and it was not too late to wait until she was eighteen or nineteen.

"Oh, what did you make at night, it smells so good?" After passing the kitchen, Xu Jianjun smelled the scent of food, which constantly stimulated her taste buds.

Qin Xuejuan, who cleaned up the house in the hall, saw her husband come back and smiled: "You have a good meal tonight. My daughter made dinner. Mom said Ningning is more talented in cooking than me."

"Really? Our dear girl has grown up." Xu Jianjun stepped forward and saw Xu Ning serving food outside.

Xu Ning picked up a chopstick happily, "Dad, try it."

"Okay!" Xu Jianjun took his daughter's hand and took a bite of the freshly cooked dish, even if it was very hot, but the taste was surprisingly good, and his eyes became bright. She has a talent for cooking."

Qin Xuejuan laughed beside her, her daughter was more talented than herself in cooking, she was too late to be happy, and it was absolutely impossible to be angry.

"Okay, don't flatter each other. There is no end, so hurry up and eat after washing." The old lady scolded beside her, carrying a small pot of glutinous rice and peanut porridge and went out.

The father and daughter smiled, Xu Jianjun went out to wash their hands, and Xu Ning and Qin Xuejuan brought the dinner to the hall.

In the midst of eating, Xu Ning remembered that the neighboring village was going to the market the day after tomorrow, so she mentioned her idea to Xu Jianjun.

"Dad, I think the pickles made by grandma are really delicious, what do you think?"

Xu Jianjun nodded without hesitation and said, "It's delicious, what's the matter?" He has grown from snacks to big ones, even after eating for more than 30 years, he hasn't eaten enough.

"Our teacher said that now the country vigorously advocates private economy, I think anyway, grandma’s small pickles are delicious. It’s better to sell them when we go to the market. If anyone likes it, it’s also an income item for our family. No, grandma should be too. I agree, but I still have to ask what you mean."

"I think it's OK." Xu Jianjun nodded and said to the old lady: "Mom, you can try. Our director's daughter-in-law rents a shop in the town to sell clothes. It may not be common in the town now, but the town already At the beginning, I got enough energy. For such a small shop, the rent for a month would cost about one or two hundred yuan."

"That's expensive?" The old lady was surprised, deed. The monthly rent is only one or two hundred. Isn't this higher than her son's monthly salary?

"Yes, it may be considered cheap now. When there are more people doing business, the rent will definitely be higher. I also heard from the mayor that the above has also begun to discuss funding to revitalize the economy. A large shopping mall will be built in a few years. I don’t know exactly when."

Hearing what the son said, the old lady's heart was let go.

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My brother Zheng has shown up.