80s: Little Sweet Wife

Wu Mei looked away from Ji Jianbo, glanced at Wu Yue again, then at Wu Zhenghong, and said with certainty, "I didn't see my uncle, that person is fatter than my uncle, and he doesn't look as good as my uncle."

Ji Jianbo breathed a sigh of relief and was very grateful to Wu Mei. He knew that Wu Mei must have recognized it that day, but he didn't know why this little niece chose to hide it. No matter what the reason, he was grateful to Wu Mei.

"It's really not your uncle? You remember correctly?" Wu Zhenghong still didn't believe it.

Women are always so contradictory. Not only do they hope that men will be loyal to them, but they also do not want men to wash away their suspicions so quickly.

Wu Mei nodded again: "No, that man has a big waist, and my uncle has a small waist!"

"Pfft!"

Wu Zhenghong was the first to laugh, and the doubts in his heart were completely dissipated. Ji Jianbo's figure was very well maintained. People in their 30s and 40s were not fat at all, but they were still handsome and tall. That person was definitely not her family's man. This Wu Yue is very troublesome. , as annoying as her mother.

"How can this word describe your uncle? No wonder you only got 40 points in the Chinese test. Second brother and second sister-in-law, don't just focus on Yueyue, you have to pay more attention to Meimei!" Wu Zheng Red Hee laughed jokingly.

He Biyun said angrily, "A-dou who can't be helped, it's useless for me to cut out the whole heart."

Although Wu Zhenghong didn't like Wu Mei either, but she didn't like He Biyun and Wu Yue's mother and daughter even more, she said with a sarcastic smile: "Second sister-in-law can't say that, Mei Mei is the granddaughter of our Wu family, and her genes are placed here. Now, I think you don't care much, right? Look at Yueyue, this tall and strong man, with eyebrows like bean sprouts, really pitiful, tsk tsk, second sister-in-law, your heart is more than the ancestors of Jia's house. Be biased!"

As long as there is a chance to ridicule He Biyun, Wu Zhenghong will never let it go easily. He spares no effort to satirize. He Biyun and Wu Yue reluctantly smile, which is very ugly.

Ji Jianbo swallowed his mouthful of peanut slag, glanced at Wu Mei, who was thin and thin, and spoke for his wife for the first time: "Zhenghong is right, I think Mei Mei is quite clever, it must be because he did not learn how to learn. Yes, as long as we find the right study method, with the excellent genes of our martial arts family, how could we not get good grades in the test!"

Wei Qiuyue followed suit: "Jianbo is right, Meimei is the granddaughter of our Wu family, and she is so handsome, how can she not learn well? Old Mr. Chen Heqin also said that there is no bad teaching. Students, there are only teachers who can’t teach. Although this is not absolute, it still has a certain warning effect for us teachers.”

He Biyun secretly hates that these people are troubled, standing and talking without a backache, what is there to not teach bad students?

That's because I didn't encounter the rotten cow dung like Wumei!

Hearing this, the old man's expression became a little loose, and he said to Wu Zhengsi: "Jianbo and Qiuyue have a certain truth, you and Biyun should also reflect on it and find the root cause of Meimei's poor study. Count, your mother and I have no face to go out to meet old friends!"

"It's mine, isn't it, it's embarrassing for my parents."

Wu Zhengsi looked guilty, raised a scumbag daughter, and humiliated the family!

"Okay, okay, why are you talking about these unpleasant things during the festival? After eating, the food will be cold again." The old lady spoke.

Everyone started to stagger cups and plates again, chatting and laughing. There was harmony in the living room. The arguing with swords and arrows just now seemed to be just an illusion.

Wu Yue looked at Wu Mei unwillingly, this idiot once again played the cards out of common sense, who was behind instigating her?

Wu Mei slowly peeled off the crab claws, first bit the crab shell with his shell teeth, and then peeled it open little by little, revealing the tender and white meat inside, dipped it in the seasoning, put it into his mouth and sucked it, The meat entered the cherry mouth, and the whole set of movements was like flowing water, just like a painting.

His hands and face were still clean, which was in stark contrast to the crowd next to him, whose mouths were full of oil, Wu Chao and Wu Mei were in the same class and had a closer relationship, so he couldn't help but ask: "Wu Mei , you're not a fairy, are you?"