The daily life of a full-level boss (MTL)

Chapter 87

    "I know...I know...Mom!"

    Sofa Zhuo Lan, who was on top, dealt with it casually, and kept stuffing lychees into his mouth for a moment.

    Dean Lu looked at the few lychees left, and asked Sun Mingfang to put the lychees in the refrigerator: "Keep some for Wenwen, and bring them out for their mother and daughter to eat at night." The

    old couple were reluctant to try it. Just thinking about leaving the good stuff for the kids.

    "Why don't you buy more!" Sun Mingfang complained.

    "People sell two kilograms. If you don't believe me, you can go to the window to see it yourself." Dean Lu was helpless,

    Sun Mingfang heard the words and walked to the living room window to look down. Sure enough, she saw the people in line from the V, Family Courtyard. The gate has been lined up to the door of the hospital.

    People's psychology is very strange. When she saw so many people lining up, Sun Mingfang subconsciously felt that it was a good thing, although she had never tasted it herself.

    "No, I have to line up to buy some."

    Dean Lu hurriedly grabbed Sun Mingfang, who was really about to leave, and shook his head helplessly: "Young man didn't bring much stuff today, it's not your turn at all.

    " The thing on the table said: "You better come and see what to do with the rest of the things."

    Sun Mingfang patted her thigh with a remorseful look, and reluctantly moved to the table before looking at the big one she bought. pile of things.

    There were several packets of greens, tomatoes and cucumbers, and even eggs and brown sugar.

    And the woven bag placed at the foot of the dining table also startled her: "What is this, it's still moving."

    "It's the chicken sent by the boss, just for Zhuo Lan's body.

    " Chicken, that's a good thing." Sun Mingfang squatted down and untied the rope.

    Two old hens covered in khaki were exposed. Sun Mingfang grew up in the countryside, and soon saw the difference between the two chickens.

    "The meat of this chicken is so firm, look at how hard the feathers are."

    Dean Lu saw the bound chicken beak at a glance: "Be careful not to be pecked by the chicken, look at how sharp its beak is. "

    These chicken feet are so big."

    Sun Mingfang twisted the chicken wings and pulled the chicken out. Finally, he saw the chicken feet that were much larger than the average chicken feet. The chicken feet were pitch-black and the fingertips were extremely sharp.

    "You can see that the chickens are pecking people when they are so tightly tied." The

    two chickens not only had their feet tied up, but also had their wings and beaks tied with ropes. At first glance, they felt that their fighting power was extraordinary.

    "Then I'll try stewing one after lunch. This chicken is definitely a good thing."

    Sun Mingfang felt even more regret when she saw the chicken. This is a good thing that is hard to find with a lantern on. .

    "Then you soak in the dried mushrooms, just take that to stew."

    "Mushrooms?"

    The two were still discussing the chicken soup, and neither of them noticed that Zhuo Lan on the sofa had already eaten the lychees that he had caught, and his eyes were already glued to the small part of the table.