According to traditional rumors, if you want to win someone, you have to win someone's stomach.
This sentence is not precise.
Knowing how to cook will become one of the shining points of this person because he likes it, otherwise he is just a yellow-faced woman in front of the stove and a bad wife in memories.
The advantages of a person, in the eyes of those who like it, will change from a little bit of starlight to a whole sun.
Meng Xiaoni's little thoughts are actually easy to guess.
She likes ghost phoenix.
It is the slight beating of the heart, reflected in the eyes, exposed by the reddish pinnae.
It's not because parrots have the same name as people, and it's not because of plausible words. Everyone could see that it was all discovered from Meng Xiaoni's gestures and the way her gaze settled while chatting.
Meng Xiaoni didn't know how to cook much before.
After graduation, even if it was for her family's business, she would not learn how to make all kinds of hot pot every day, and cook as much as possible for three meals a day.
This kind of love can't be said.
Also because I can't say it, it looks more sour and sweet, and I can't help laughing when I think about it.
Meng Xiaoni didn't deny Father Meng's words, but she didn't know how to say it.
She pretended to be stupid: "Dad!"
Father Meng glared at her: "Nothing."
Other families are worried about what to do if their cabbages are being chased by pigs, but the situation in my own house is completely different. The pigs are swaying wildly next to the cabbages, and the cabbages are about to jump out of the field to chase the pigs.
Meng Xiaoni: "The guests are coming soon."
After she said this, she ran away and went to the back kitchen.
Father Meng shook his head, and turned around to find Xiao Yi beside him: "You too, you're almost thirty, and you're not looking for a partner. It's not that Taoist priests don't want you to get married."
Xiao Yi: "???"
Xiao Yi was shot suddenly and felt that his knee was broken.
He is a good Taoist priest, what kind of partner is he looking for? The group of people who are in the mainstream of their religion would rather be single if they don't really have someone they like. There are several genres that are not yet married.
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Xiao Yi could only say: "Actually, I have just turned eighteen, and I am not yet married."
Such a mouth, coupled with that serious baby face, directly made Father Meng laugh.
Father Meng laughed, then leaned against the cashier, and talked to Xiao Yi in a low voice: "I know you Taoist priests are particular about finding a partner. What do you think of Ghost Phoenix?"
Xiao Yi: "..."
How did Guifeng ask him why! He doesn't know how to date Guifeng!
Father Meng pondered: "This person, you have to look at it from the eyes of others to be sure. My father-in-law's eyes don't count."
Xiao Yi had misunderstood Guifeng at first, but for more than a month, Guifeng came to work part-time at noon almost every day, went out to work in the power plant at night, and moved back and forth between two places without hesitation.
People are not short of money, what are you looking for
If Meng Xiaoni and Guifeng get together, Xiao Yi thinks Guifeng is pretty good.
He nodded: "I think so."
Father Meng nodded: "Then do you think this ghost phoenix has that kind of meaning?"
Xiao Yi thought for a while about Guifeng's aloof and arrogant temper, then thought about Guifeng's hard work, and said seriously, "There must be."
Father Meng nodded.
Both parties are a bit interested, and if they work harder to match up, this matter will be done.
The job is settled, and it's time to talk about love.
It's not like falling in love and getting married right away.
Talking about being suitable, it will take one or two years of friction. After two years of friction, it is very natural to get married.
Counting the age, it is not too early for a girl of this age to get married.
The more Father Meng thought about it, the more reasonable he became, and whispered to Xiao Yi, "Do you think we should make a match?"
Xiao Yi thought to himself, what else is there to match up with? The two may have a relationship in private, or they may have said publicly that they are single in order to deceive their parents.
Xiao Yi, who had been deceived into "living together", felt very complicated.
Meng's father sneaked a look into the store, seeing that Meng's mother hadn't noticed, he was very confident: "If it's done, I'll give you a salary increase later, and a big red envelope by the way. This red envelope comes from my private money."
Xiao Yi's eyes lit up: "Success, why not!"
Father Meng got an ally and walked away contentedly.
He walked up to Mother Meng: "Cough—"
Mother Meng was cleaning the table without raising her head: "I have a bad throat, go make a cup of tea. I told you not to smoke all day long. Didn't you listen to what the new classmate said? That's here to pay taxes."
Father Meng clicked his tongue: "What do young people know?"
Mother Meng: "What do you know, old man?"
Fifty-somethings were called old men, and Meng's father was not convinced: "Why am I old? You are still an old woman! You are all grandma!"
Mother Meng raised her head: "Huh?"
Father Meng suppressed his anger immediately: "No, I'm here to talk to you."
Mother Meng put down the rag: "Say it, why am I stopping you?"
Meng's father lowered his voice: "Xiao Nizi and Guifeng haven't said anything yet."
Mother Meng was startled: "Is that so?"
Meng's father whispered: "I think the two of them are successful. You see, how about we look for opportunities. We are busy in the hot pot restaurant all day, how can we fall in love? We don't even go to see a movie."
Mother Meng thought: Yes!
These two young people were busy at the hot pot restaurant at noon, and after a meal, Guifeng had to rush to work in the power plant.
Opening a hot pot restaurant is busier on holidays than on weekdays, and there is no such thing as a holiday except for Chinese New Year.
You can't even say a few words when you get along with each other, so how can you talk about your partner
Mother Meng was worried: "What should I do?"
Father Meng: "Create some opportunities!"
So another ally entered the water.
Meng Xiaoni doesn't know anything now and is still busy in the back kitchen.
Guifeng didn't know anything, and took Xiao Bailong on a trip outside.
It opened in the evening, and the two hot pot restaurants, Late Night Renjian and Jifu, both opened in an orderly manner. Meng Xiaoni, Guifeng and Xiaobailong's family didn't know that a group of adults were worried about the two "little young men".
In fact, Xiao Bailong also worried about his parents.
But in the inheritance education that Xiao Bailong received, as far as how to let his parents strengthen their relationship, he only needs to "sleep more".
So... So far, with the three of them sharing the same bed, Xiao Bailong already feels that he has worked very hard.
He is still underage, and he still doesn't know whether this "sleep" is not that "sleep", and he is quite contented in his daily life.
A few more days passed.
Qin Lingjun decided where he lived, and went to the Jifu Hot Pot Restaurant for another meal.
She happily ordered a bunch of things by herself, and exchanged contact information with Meng Xiaoni: "I will choose a suitable office tomorrow, and I will take you to have a look after confirming the address. The registration fee is 20w, and every month Thousands of office space rent. Is it okay?"
Meng Xiaoni calculated her money and nodded seriously.
Qin Lingjun laughed: "I was thinking that if you don't have enough money, I'll post some for you. If you have more money, you should have started thinking about it."
Meng Xiaoni smiled at her: "It's not too late, you just need to be responsible for your meal money."
Qin Lingjun gave a thumbs up.
After Meng Xiaoni and Qin Lingjun finished talking, they went back to work.
At night, close the stall.
Mother Meng settled the accounts, while Meng Xiaoni lay down on the table, writing and drawing in the notebook.
Father Meng fumbled in his pocket, found two bills, put them on the table, and coughed: "Little girl."
Meng Xiaoni glanced at the ticket, then looked at Father Meng curiously: "Mom and Dad, are you going out on a date in a few days?"
Meng's mother was absent-minded, upon hearing this, she miscalculated a number, raised her head and glared at Meng Xiaoni: "What are we doing in the city at our age?"
Meng Xiaoni had a question mark on her face.
What is this ticket? What is it for
Father Meng put the ticket in front of Meng Xiaoni: "At home, we still need to visit the store. Uncle Liu who sells cakes at the end of our street, isn't our son on a blind date recently?"
Meng Xiaoni tried her best to recall Uncle Liu's son.
Her face was in a daze: "... isn't he just a university student?"
Father Meng: "... yes, the family is in a hurry."
It's not easy, being urged to marry at a young age.
Meng Xiaoni sympathized with Xiao Liu: "And then?"
"Then Lao Liu's son was not happy and ran away. Lao Liu bought these two tickets, which is a waste. I don't have time to look at it myself. I see that you are quite tired recently, so I bought it at a discount."
Father Meng said the same thing as the truth, and said very sincerely: "You make an appointment with Guifeng to take a look. If he is really not free, you can ask that netizen, his name is Qin Lingjun, right?"
Look, even the back road is left.
Meng Xiaoni was slightly stunned, took the ticket and glanced at it.
Modern dance is the kind of Yunnan style.
In the city, it takes an hour by car.
It started at 7:30 in the evening, and after watching it at 9:30, I couldn't catch the car back. That means staying in the city for one night.
Meng Xiaoni: "..."
Invite ghost phoenix to go
This meaning is too obvious! How to live at night! Do two people need two rooms
"Does Guifeng have a car? The power plant is not close to here." Mother Meng said, "If you drive back at night, if you don't have a car, you can take a taxi. It's not bad for the money. It's a bit late, let me show you A light."
Meng Xiaoni: "..."
There is no car, and flying is convenient.
The time of this ticket was specially arranged on Saturday, probably to ensure that Guifeng was a little free.
Father Meng was still muttering: "It's not good to waste the ticket. I'm selling Lao Liu a favor. His ticket can't be transferred. At this age, WeChat is only used for making phone calls."
Meng Xiaoni heard that Meng's father kept making excuses, and knew that the ticket was actually just to relax herself.
She smiled: "Then I'll go back and ask Guifeng. If he's not free, I'll ask Qin Lingjun."
Father Meng responded.
Meng Xiaoni glanced at the ticket again.
dance.
I don't know if Guifeng will like to watch it. Can the former Phoenix clan know how to dance
After calculating the accounts, Meng's father and mother went upstairs together.
Meng Xiaoni saw ghosts coming in and queuing up to eat hot pot downstairs, she cheerfully waved her hand, nodded and smiled back.
She went upstairs and walked slowly back to the room with the two tickets.
Open the door, close the door.
Guifeng was sitting on the bed and was teaching Xiaobailong some magic tricks: physical deformation of water, freezing and changing air.
It sounds simple, but it is not difficult for Xiaobailong to do it. He just turned a water sculpture into an ice sculpture.
The ice sculpture is a rabbit seen today.
Rabbit is so delicious.
Xiao Bailong couldn't help sucking his own saliva.
Meng Xiaoni walked towards Guifeng, her heart was pounding.
She took out the tickets as if nothing had happened: "My dad gave me two tickets to watch people dance, saying that this month is too busy, let me take a rest. Do you want to go and see together? Human dance."
Xiaobai raised his paw: "I want to see it!"
Meng Xiaoni went, and Xiaobai also went.
Guifeng thought about the recent lack of progress in the human project, looked at Meng Xiaoni's erratic eyes, and paused: "Yes."
The author has something to say: Guifeng: No, it's just a date. The routine is too weak.
Meng Xiaoni:? Then why did you agree
Ghost Phoenix: ...
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