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Chapter 896 The Modern Version of Yang Bailao (3/4)

Early the next morning, Li Feng began to prepare steamed buns. In order to better understand how to steam the buns, they would be the same as those on women's breasts. Li Feng seriously asked to observe the breasts of two ladies at home who were about the same age as Xi'er.

Of course, Li Feng was absolutely serious, but he was greeted by two half-eaten steamed buns.

Li Feng could only take out some good movies that he had collected for a long time and were gathering dust. This was the meat dumpling commemorative edition. After watching for half an hour, Li Feng started to think twice, and kneaded the dough into a ** shape bit by bit with his hands. In order to

To create a concave and convex feeling, Li Feng pinched two beans very creatively.

As for the color, in order to highlight the beauty of Xi'er, Li Feng decided to make a breakthrough and reveal a little bit. This requirement must be a little pink. Of course, it can also be adjusted to a light red. Li Feng steamed three pairs of steamed buns in total, each one was extremely plump, in order not to waste

I also added some jujube cake, which made it perfect for Changfa, Changhong, Li Cheng, and Li Can.

Li Feng had a lot of fun, and the hot steamed buns came out. Li Feng made a gesture, and it was a bit big, and it looked like a Japanese girl.

"Forget it, save costs." Li Feng sighed, this is already good, white and light red, Xiaodoudou is erect, looking from a distance, it is really the six breasts that Master Xing said these three beauties have. Full of elasticity,

Yes, except for being a bit hot, Li Feng just waited for the long-haired brothers to get it done. Although Xi'er's long red hair showed Huang Shiren's heavy taste. But nowadays, there are more people with heavy taste in society, and they don't just live by the seaside or salt mines.

Everyone in this society loves salt.

"Why is it so late? Let's start quickly while it's hot." Li Feng pulled Chang Hong away. No matter this guy's face was smeared with lips like those of a dead child, or his cheeks were dotted with red. This man said that he was looking for Fourth Grandpa.

Painting, Li Feng secretly sighed, Fourth Grandpa was really good at putting makeup on dead people, and he could also paint living people.

No wonder Li Can, Li Cheng, and Li Changtao couldn't straighten their backs all the time. This was really difficult for them. You must be a very perseverant person if you didn't lie down with a smile.

Li Feng quickly put on a small hood on Chang Hong. Chang Hong was sucking her lips and trying to say something like this. Li Feng kicked her over without saying anything. Time is precious and there is no time to waste. He planned to take this photo and go to the village. This bamboo cutting matter must be done now.

Do it quickly to reduce disaster losses.

"Let's start, Li Can, you are Huang Shiren, no. No, it doesn't look like you when you grow up. Let's go to Li Chengshang instead." Li Feng saw that Li Can was wearing a landlord's robe, but he couldn't hold it in his eyes. This person doesn't look like him. It's still Li Cheng.

Like this kid, Li Can reluctantly changed clothes with Li Cheng. Li Cheng's traitor uniform was now changed to Li Can, and Li Can was now the character of Mu Renzhi.

There was one more person among the five people, so he stuffed whatever he wanted into the role of a mouse. Li Feng completely ignored Li Changtao's sad eyes and kicked him. This was good. He was older, and his brother taught his younger brother the traditional customs of the Li family.

"Come on." As soon as Li Feng started speaking, Li Cheng began to speak in a different tone. "Yang Bai Lao, you owe my family tens of thousands of dollars, so it's time to pay it back. Now the landlord's family has no surplus food. This villa we just bought

, I don’t have money to decorate it.”

"Yes, yes, the Wang family, no, the floor tiles of our master's swimming pool have not been laid yet. These days, the landlord's family has no real estate and food, and the money has been blackmailed by the real estate developer. Yaya, a house is for our family.

Master, I have only eaten less than 30 kilograms of meat in the past half month. It is pitiful. It is so pitiful. Damn Yang Bailao, you are such a black-hearted thief. You don’t pay back the borrowed money and don’t add interest. Is there any justice for you?”

"Well, Mr. Huang, my little family really has no money. Look at the low-rent houses we live in. The floor tiles are all pitted and uneven. It takes a long time to mop the floor. It's tiring. How can you decorate your home?"

Please pay attention, I am selling ceramic tiles at the moment, do you want to take a look first?" Yang Bailao feels aggrieved. Is it easy for me? I, during the Chinese New Year, run from house to house on snowy days, or use a battery car, and even pee when it is cold.

It's ice.

"Can this be discounted? During this period of economic crisis and the stock market was locked up, I bought a piece of land and imitated other people's real estate development. Who knew that the land was a garbage land, and the corn grown here could only be fed to pigs, who eat pork every day?

Is it easy for this landlord?" Huang Shiren burst into tears and cried like porridge.

"No, nothing is easy these days. Brother, no, Mr. Huang, look, the water bottles at home are all second-hand goods. There is no way we can live in this world." Yang Bailao gave Huang Shiren and Mu Renzhi a cup.

Tea, it's not easy for people to come here in the heavy snow. Look at these shoes and socks, they are all wet.

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