Forefoot Ye Qingshui had just divided the meat into bowls, and the staff member immediately lowered his head and took a gulping bite.

The bright red, deep-fried pork rind is crumpled and red, and it is soft and nourishing oil when you bite it down. The meat is so white as the fat with the sauce, it is steamed and soft, just suck it. broken. The taro is soaked in meaty aroma, soft and sweet, and the fragrance enters the apex of my heart.

Poor among these people, most of the members had their last meat-eating experience in the New Year, and this was also the first time they tasted such delicious meat. The ingredients are full and delicious, the meat is fat and juicy, for a while, the sound of smashing in the middle of the meal is endless.

"It's so delicious!" After

eating the meat in the bowl, they unceremoniously scraped the sauce from the pot without leaving a drop, and poured it on the rice.

They have not finished the start-up meal yet, they are already thinking about the closing meal.

"Shui girl's craftsmanship is as delicious as her father." The old staff member couldn't help sighing.

Ye Qingshui's grandfather is very skillful. He has been a leading army in the army for decades, and his cooking skills are first-rate.

"I see that it is much better than her father. How can Uncle Ye make such a fragrant meat."

"No, Uncle Ye did it deliciously." A group of elderly members couldn't help but argue.

This fragrant meat dish evokes memories for decades. Although the taste has changed and the people have changed, the happiness and satisfaction of eating meat is exactly the same.

Ye Qingshui smiled, and she was also very satisfied. Dou big beads of sweat flowed down her face. She lowered her head and was about to wipe her sweat with her sleeves. Xie Tingyu took her hand and took out a clean handkerchief from her arms to wipe her sweat.

Liu Yiliang saw this scene at a glance, and couldn't help laughing sullenly.

Shen Weimin followed his line of sight and looked there and saw that Brother Yu was wiping away sweat. He recalled the indifference that this servant used to treat lesbians like falling leaves in the autumn. This would be hard to see.

Liu Yiliang bared his teeth, "I knew a long time ago that my sister-in-law is very good, and Brother Yu will admit it sooner or later." After

he finished speaking, he stuffed meat into his mouth vigorously.

"It's probably called... one thing drops one thing."

... After

drinking and eating, everyone hiccups, and they are full of a sense of pleasure that they have never had before. They are like busy and industrious worker ants, planing wood. , Move bricks and cement.

Ye Ma and Ye Apo were busy wiping the tables, picking up benches, and returning the borrowed tables and chairs to their neighbors. Uncle Ye is like a foreman, working with everyone, running up and down as command.

Ye Qingshui put the bowl away and put his head on the side of the water tank to finish washing. Inside and outside of Ye's home, there was a burst of liveliness and vigor.

Prosperous and thriving.

Du Xiaohe came to the construction site to wipe off his sweat and send water to Uncle Ye. Uncle Ye felt like drinking honey, and couldn't help but secretly shook Xiao He's hand.

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