Chapter 222 The Most Romantic Thing-Beautiful Mistake
who?
The boss Liu Fen and the wife Xuan Hua looked at each other and saw a trace of doubt in their eyes.
"Is it Zhu Yan?" "Is it Qing Qing?"
The two people murmured quietly, each glanced at the target, and then turned to Liu Ruixuan.
"None of them." Liu Ruixuan's lips curved, he nodded slightly, took the spoon and took a mouthful of beans.
"Old man, have you noticed that our son seems a little different from before."
The proprietress Xuan Hua patted the boss Liu Fen on the arm as if she had discovered a new world, with a smile that couldn't be hidden on her face.
My handsome son, indeed, is getting more and more handsome.
Let her!
"What's the difference?" Boss Liu Fen glanced at his handsome son who was eating beans in front of him.
Well, he seems to be handsome again, more and more like when he was young.
"Have you not noticed that our son is getting more and more handsome?" Xuan Hua, the landlady's wife, glanced at her husband, her eyesight was very poor.
Not careful at all.
"Well, our son has been handsome since he was a child." Boss Liu Fen blinked, "This topic is a commonplace."
"No, I found that my son seems to be different from the handsome guy before."
The proprietress Xuan Huafeng narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Liu Ruixuan firmly.
"Huh?" Boss Liu Fen glanced at the old woman and then at his son, "No matter what the difference is, handsome is handsome."
The old woman must be bored now.
It's actually nonsense.
Should he interrupt this direct compliment to his son and bring the topic back?
Who is that person who suddenly appears?
The boss Liu Fen glanced at the old woman beside him, followed her gaze, and also looked at his handsome son.
Ahem, this guy is very calm.
Still eating beans in small bites.
In the past, I didn't just take the bowl and shove it into my mouth, but now, I actually chewed it slowly, spoon by spoon.
It seems that Xia Yang's pretty boy really shaped his son?
Boss Liu Fen glanced at the tall figure four to five meters away on the right.
Ahem, these two people are actually evenly matched, and the winner has not yet been decided.
Is he going to do a favor later?
Let’s listen to the story of the pretty girl and her son first.
"Well, son, who was that just now?"
After Liu Ruixuan swallowed a mouthful of beans, he wiped the corners of his mouth with paper and said with a smile, "It's a girl."
"What?" "Girl?"
Boss Liu Fen looked at his wife Xuan Hua and exchanged glances with each other.
girl?
That pretty face of Xia Yang really has a peach blossom physique.
There are girls here one after another. No wonder Zhu Yan doesn't like him.
Boss Liu Fen and his wife Xuan Hua both looked at the tall poplar tree four to five meters away.
"What are you looking at?" Liu Ruixuan turned his head slightly and glanced at the tall back.
"It's nothing." Boss Liu Fen turned around, looked at the cutting board, and tugged on the corner of Xuan Hua's clothes, the wife of the boss, "Hua'er, let's change positions."
"Why?" Xuan Hua, the landlady's wife, was startled, stepped back, and gave up her seat.
"Hehe." Boss Liu Fen smiled and moved over, "Listening to my son's story gave me an idea to make a new dish."
"Oh?" The proprietress Xuan Huafeng's eyes widened, her eyebrows raised, and she glanced at the dishes on the chopping board, "I hope these ingredients won't be wasted."
"Don't worry." Boss Liu Fen glanced at the proprietress Xuan Hua and turned on the gas. "I have a hunch that this dish will become the fourth signature dish of our store."
"Okay, stop it." The proprietress Xuan Hua stood on the left side of the desk and raised her right hand, "The cowhide will not explode unless you brag about it."
"I'm serious." Boss Liu Fen glanced at his wife and said, "Just wait."
"Hmph." Xuan Hua, the landlady's wife, snorted and glanced at the top-notch stinky tofu from Lao Wang's next door, "As long as you have the intention, just do it slowly."
"Okay." The boss Liu Fen picked up the small oil pot and poured some oil into the pot. He glanced at the old woman with a smile and hummed a little song. After a moment, he stopped again and looked at the handsome son in front of him, "Son,
You keep talking, I'm looking for inspiration for the dishes."
The proprietress Xuan Hua glanced at the old man and rolled her eyes towards the sky.
This excuse is truly out of this world.
He did it well because of his own merit, but if he couldn't do it well, it was because his son's story didn't give him enough inspiration!
The proprietress turned and looked at the old man next to her again, and saw that the chopped green onions had already been poured into the pot.
Well, the old man is busy, and she will be busy too.
Pick up the kitchen knife on the chopping board and get ready to cut vegetables.
"Stop." Boss Liu Fen snatched the kitchen knife away instantly and put it next to the chopping board on the right, "You take a rest."
"There are too many people now, but not enough..." Xuan Hua, the proprietress, reached out to grab the kitchen knife.
"No, no, no," the boss, Liu Jingli, put the kitchen knife to the right again, "That's enough, that's enough. These dishes and food are enough. Just take a rest and chat with your son."
"..." The proprietress Xuan Hua wanted to say a few more words, but she heard her son's voice.
"Mom, just take a rest."
Liu Ruixuan glanced at his father and then at his mother next to him.
I'm right, it's better for me to rest aside.
So as not to be played with a kitchen knife again.
"Okay." The proprietress Xuan Hua glanced at the old man and her handsome son, "Then let's continue to listen to your story."
The proprietress Xuan Hua looked around, moved to the left, found a comfortable position and leaned over.
She likes to listen to stories the most.
It’s just that the son’s story, oh, no, this life story is really not very exciting.
She just wanted to hear when her son gave up Zhu Yan completely.
When did you hook up with Qingqing again? What is the relationship between that girl with picturesque eyebrows and that boy with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes and Zhu Yan?
Later, what role did it play in his son's life?
The stories told by my son’s mother-in-law are nothing like her.
Follow his father.
The proprietress Xuan Hua glanced at the old man beside him who was humming a tune with a proud look on his face, and then looked at his handsome son.
Otherwise, ask yourself.
"Son, who was that girl you just said?"
"The beauty of our class." Liu Ruixuan said with a smile.
"The beauty of the class?" Xuan Hua, the proprietress, was stunned for a moment, "The ugliest girl in the class."
"Ahem, old woman, what are you talking about?" The boss Liu Fen picked a few strands of ginger and put it into the pot. He glanced at Xuan Hua and said, "The beauty of the class, how can you call her ugly."
The proprietress Xuan Hua glanced at her wife and said nothing.
Mingming's son said that all the girls in the class are prettier than the class girl.
"She is a talented woman, have you forgotten?" The boss Liu Fen picked a few drops of oil, put it into the pot, and said slowly, "She is full of poetry and calligraphy. For a truly talented woman, even if she looks ordinary,
It will also be different, that is, it has temperament.”
"You know." Xuan Hua, the proprietress, glanced at her husband, "You still have good temperament!"
"Yes, beauty will pass away with time, but temperament will become more and more intense as time goes by," the boss Liu Fen smiled and winked at the old woman, "Just like Hua'er, her temperament is dignified, and she is right at first glance.
room."
Cut! The landlady Xuan Hua snorted and turned her head to the other side.
Ahem, Liu Ruixuan couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Yes, temperament will make you stand out from the crowd.
Xia Yang said that, temperament is not because of looks, temperament is the self-confidence engraved in the bones, find your unique self...