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"I want to ask you something, how old is the female director of the Wang family?" Liu Yun saw Li Xiang playing with the chicken in three bowls.
"It's almost fifty, what's the matter?" Li Xiang put a chicken leg and a chicken stick in each of the two bowls, picked out some good chicken and put them down, "Eat a bowl, and bring another bowl for Aizhen .¡±
"The secretary is consoling you. Let's change it. Do you think the female director has taken a fancy to you?"
"How did you figure it out?" Li Xiang looked at Liu Yun, wondering.
"I'm not talking about herself, maybe she has a daughter? It's definitely not easy for her to send you eggs." A woman's intuition. "Aizhen, you send it over. You are an older brother. How can you have the same knowledge as her? I will go to the store to eat and come back after work."
Women's intuition is often much more accurate than men's. Subsequent facts proved this point. At that time, Li Xiang felt that Liu Yun was being overwhelmed.
Li Xiang didn't ask her to change. When Liu Yun went out, he asked him a little shyly, "Do you remember what happened last night? You don't remember anything at all, do you?"
"Did I do anything?" Li Xiang didn't believe he could do anything. It will be a big loss if you do something.
"Think about it yourself, and explain it to me at night."
Liu Yun glanced at the one who was leaving, and cast Li Xiang into the mist. "I don't know that, do I?" Li Xiang was secretly surprised, only then did he realize that all the clothes on his body had been changed.
The eggs couldn't fit in a bowl, and Li Xiang didn't touch the three on the table, so he sent the ones in the bowl to Master Chen's house. After he came back, he looked at the bowl he was going to give to Ai Zhenchi, and was in a daze. It's not good if you don't send it over by yourself; it's even worse if you send it over by yourself.
When Li Xiang was in a dilemma, he saw Jiang Xiaoping's mother passing by the window, and he was immediately enlightened. He went to the sales department and told Jiang Xiaoping to come over after get off work.
Jiang Xiaoping came over from work, Li Xiang pointed to the bowl for Aizhen, "Do me a favor, bring that bowl to Aizhen when you get home, don't say I asked you to give it to me, by the way, just say It was your mother who gave it to her to eat. If it was mine, she would not eat it." Kill two birds with one stone.
"Where did the chicken come from? Are you willing to buy chicken?" Jiang Xiaoping was very surprised.
"My uncle from the Wang family sent it. Why do you care so much? Go, it won't taste good if it's cold. There's still a bowl here. If you want to eat, I'll wait for you to come back and eat together."
"Eat slowly. I will go home for dinner without saying hello. My family will wait for me. Let's go."
"Why didn't I think that I would care about her in life?" Jiang Xiaoping excitedly came to Aizhen, very proud and solemn, and put the bowl on the sewing machine with both hands.
Aizhen took a look, "Where did it come from?"
"I, I, my mother asked me to bring you something to eat?" Jiang Xiaoping felt embarrassed to tell the truth or lie.
"I don't eat chicken." Aizhen is very straightforward.
"Then what should we do?" Jiang Xiaoping suddenly realized that this was still a hard job.
"What to do, just take it back. It's a bitch." Ai really doesn't like people who make a fuss.
"No, no." Jiang Xiaoping knew he could stop talking. "Hey, to tell you the truth, Li Xiang asked me to send it here."
"You're coaxing the ghost, where did he get the chicken?" Ai really thought Jiang Xiaoping didn't tell the truth when he told lies, it was so funny.
"Why am I lying to you? He drank too much yesterday. It was his uncle from the Wang family who gave him food. Believe it or not, it's up to you. I'm leaving."
"Wait a minute, why didn't he come by himself?"
Jiang Xiaoping almost collapsed, "Ask me, who should I ask? You can ask him yourself. I'm leaving, and the family is still waiting for me to eat."
Depressed Jiang Xiaoping chewed the regret medicine while walking;
The happy little Aizhen smiled and gnawed on the chicken legs.
Li Xiang ate the chicken feet while drinking the chicken soup. Drinking soup smells like chicken soup, and he is also thirsty, and eating chicken feet is his eating habit. When he eats sugar cane, he will eat the unsweet ones first, and then the sweet ones. It's the same for him to eat vegetables, save the good ones and eat slowly.
Li Xiang doesn't have the habit of chewing and swallowing slowly. He seldom savors food. Eating is like refueling, just fill it up. Chicken feet are difficult to chew, and eating chicken feet is a slow job, and he can't get up fast even if he wants to. The skin of chicken feet is delicious, but the tendons need to be chewed. Li Xiang was gnawing chicken paws in his mouth, and he was gnawing on the old man's question in his mind. The old man's question was even more difficult.
The method of exclusion is a good way. Li Xiang took the method of eliminating one by one to "chew": Ping Zai did not see the old man spitting out wine from behind, indicating that the problem was in the front; there were no traces on the ground, indicating that the problem was in the front of the old man.
old manHe raised his head and looked at Liu Yun, "I am sick, and I am still very sick."
Liu Yun pushed Li Xiang away and sat up, "When I came home, I saw a man over two meters tall in the city. He was so tall that he couldn't stand up straight. Do you think he is sick?"
Li Xiang lay down. He had read the reports about it, and it seemed that there was something wrong with the pituitary gland. "That man must be sick."
"A person with a particularly big head, is he sick?" Liu Yun asked, staring into Li Xiang's eyes.
Li Xiang smiled, "It's hard to say, my head is not small. People say that a big head is a gentleman. If it is particularly big, it must be sick."
Liu Yun pushed Li Xiang, "Have you checked your body?"
"Leader, are you sick today? Why do you always ask if you are sick? Let me tell you, I almost joined the army when I was inspected the year before last. It was my mother who firmly disagreed with me."
"Are you sure it's not because of your body?"
Li Xiang smiled a bit ambiguously, "Do you think I'm sick? Do you think I'm sick when you see that I always eat that? Hey, the ancients said that a gentleman is a gentleman, and he doesn't like such beautiful things. , that is the disease, understand?"
"I won't tell you anymore." Liu Yun also lay down slowly.
Li Xiang immediately sat up, "Leader, if you don't want to talk, you should have a good rest. I'm going back tomorrow afternoon. An old classmate is getting married. I'm going to come back in two or three days. Now I'm here to have a good chat with your two subordinates." .¡±
Liu Yun pinched Li Xiang's arm hard, and slowly closed his eyes¡ª¡ª
The next day, Li Xiang was on the car going back, still thinking, what's the matter with this Nine, why he always asks if he is sick?
In the second year, Liu Yun got married, and Li Xiang still thought about it. He couldn't figure it out.
In the fifth year, Liu Xiaoping got married. He came back from a trip to get married. The two of them were chatting together. Li Xiang asked him how he felt? Liu Xiaoping said, "My wife is too ignorant. The first night we were together, you knew what she said. She said, are you sick? Ha ha, my God, tell me, there are still people like this in this world. college students!"
At this time, Li Xiang suddenly realized: I am sick, and the sickness is not serious! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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