Married to the army by mistake, abstinent boss becomes addicted to pampering his wife

Chapter 278 Want the recipe?

As time went on, the number of people in the department store did not decrease, but rather increased, creating a massive crowd.

To prevent them from getting separated again, Jiang Moli had Lu Tingting lead Lu Nana, while she led Lu Qianqian. They agreed to meet at the tobacco and alcohol counter on the third floor.

After finally squeezing onto the third floor, Jiang Moli's back was covered in a light sweat.

Compared to the bustling scenes at the counters on the first and second floors, which were almost like fighting, the counters on the third floor were much quieter.

Jiang Moli led the three sisters to browse through each counter, and soon they arrived at the gold counter.

Perhaps because the Chinese New Year is approaching, there are quite a few customers choosing gold jewelry.

Jiang Moli pulled Lu Tingting through the crowd, pretended to look at a few pieces of jewelry, and then turned to Lu Tingting and asked, "Do you smell anything? It smells like something is burnt."

Upon hearing her words, several customers around her subconsciously sniffed.

puff.

With a fart, a strong stench quickly filled the air.

Oh my god, it stinks!

Everyone around covered their noses in disgust.

"Who is it that farted in public? They have no sense of public decency!"

Jiang Moli clutched her stomach. "I'm sorry, I ate too much for breakfast, and my stomach isn't feeling well."

It's so annoying that it doesn't even go far away when it farts!
"Disdain value +6, 60000 yuan credited."

No one was angrier than Lu Tingting.

She inhaled the most forcefully, which made the fart smell the strongest; she almost vomited from the stench.

She plugged her nostrils with her fingers and glared angrily at Jiang Moli: "What did you eat? Your farts smell so bad!"

Jiang Moli glanced at her. "What, you want the recipe?"

Lu Tingting was almost furious.

Just then, An Hui and Fan Wenfang arrived on the third floor. She immediately ran over to complain, "Grandma, you need to do something about Third Aunt! She farted in public, and it stank so badly!"

Unexpectedly, An Hui not only didn't scold Jiang Moli, but instead showed her concern and care:
"Did you catch a cold and have an upset stomach? When we get home, I'll ask your aunt to make you some radish soup to help you pass gas."

"Okay."

Jiang Moli's stomach was indeed feeling unwell. She had eaten a lot of snacks these past few days, and yesterday she had a large meal of meat and fish, which made her stomach unable to digest.

Lu Tingting was furious.

While other families' mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law often clash, her grandmother dotes on her daughter-in-law like a treasure.

"Grandma, I want to eat pig's trotters!"

An Hui sighed helplessly, "Fine, I'll buy you pig's trotters."

Lu Nana and Lu Qianqian were not to be outdone, and ordered their favorite dishes, which An Hui agreed to one by one.

Before long, Xu Xiuzhen led the two brothers, Lu Haoyu and Lu Chaoyang, to the third floor.

Once everyone was present, An Hui led her family to look at women's ready-made clothing.

It was quite a coincidence that as soon as I entered the store, I saw Meng Wei looking at a burgundy corduroy overall dress.

After all that has happened, the relationship between the Meng and Lu families is far from what it used to be.

After nodding and saying goodbye, the mother and daughter left.

An Hui didn't care much.

She had previously felt guilty that her son had held back the girl for so many years.

After hearing the details of Meng Wei's falling out with Lin Jianfeng, she was actually glad that her son hadn't fallen for Meng Wei.

Lacking both a broad perspective and magnanimity, she is inferior to Jiang Moli in every way.

My son has a better eye.

Looking at the charming and obedient Jiang Moli, An Hui's satisfaction and affection were almost overflowing from her eyes.

Lu Tingting also took a liking to the dress that Meng Wei had been looking at.

She lifted her skirt and held it up to her chest, asking An Hui and the others for their opinions, "Does it look good?"

"It's pretty good, the style is nice, and the material is thick."

An Hui and Fann Wong both nodded.

Meng Wei isn't a great person, but her taste is quite good.

Lu Tingting twirled around in front of the mirror twice, feeling quite pleased with herself. "Do I look as good in this dress as Meng Wei does?"

Jiang Moli put her arm around her shoulder, "The moment you asked that question, you lost. You need to be more confident and tell yourself firmly..."

Amid Lu Tingting's excitement and anticipation, Jiang Moli whispered earnestly in her ear, "You don't look as good in this dress as Meng Wei does."

Lu Tingting's face almost contorted with anger.

What is she expecting?!

Seeing her granddaughter being teased by her third son's wife again, An Hui felt helpless. "If you like this dress, then buy it."

Lu Tingting originally liked the dress very much, but Jiang Moli's comment, "You don't look as good in it as Meng Wei does," completely made her lose interest and desire in the dress.

"No, I don't want it! I'll look at some other ones."

In fact, Jiang Moli wasn't lying.

Meng Wei has a slender waist, which makes her look graceful in a dress.

Lu Tingting is a bit rounder; wearing a dress will only make her look more robust.

People must learn to face their own shortcomings in order to become clear-headed and independent.

……

Thousands of miles away, deep in a dense forest.

Lu Cheng, like a nimble wild leopard, crawled forward through the thorny forest.

Behind him followed a middle-aged man who was panting heavily.

The middle-aged man wore black-rimmed glasses and carried a yellow leather briefcase in his arms.

Behind the middle-aged man was Jiang Peng.

As he ran, he looked back, forming a protective circle with Lu Cheng, shielding the middle-aged man in the middle.

suddenly!

Several gunshots rang out from behind.

"Lie down!"

Almost at the same time the gunshot rang out, Lu Cheng suddenly shouted.

Several bullets whizzed past right above the heads of the three men who were lying prone.

However, the middle-aged man was a beat too slow and was hit in the thigh by a bullet.

"go!"

Taking advantage of the brief lull after the gunshot, Lu Cheng scooped up the middle-aged man and ran.

Jiang Peng reacted quickly, running two steps to grab the middle-aged man's legs and hoist him onto his shoulder.

The two men carried the middle-aged man for seven or eight miles before finally shaking off their pursuers.

The middle-aged man's injuries needed treatment, and both of them needed to recover their strength, so they could only find a cave to hide in.

……

After cleaning up the traces of entering the cave, Lu Cheng chewed up the thistle leaves he had picked and covered the middle-aged man's wound with them. He then tore his clothes and used strips of cloth to tightly wrap the wound.

Even after the bleeding was stopped, the middle-aged man still fell into a coma.

"Brother-in-law, what do we do now?"

If he goes out, he will be pursued; if he stays and is trapped here, the middle-aged man will surely die.

“We’ll rest for half an hour, and then we’ll leave. I’ll go ahead again to observe the terrain and find the way, and you, Dr. Back Valley, will come with me.”

Lu Cheng's composure and calmness undoubtedly gave Jiang Peng a strong boost of confidence.

"it is good."

Looking at his youthful, energetic, yet fearless face, Lu Cheng smiled knowingly.

He patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, we'll definitely get back. Your sister is waiting for us."

Just as Jiang Peng was about to nod, he suddenly heard the rustling sound of footsteps on leaves outside the cave.

Lu Cheng raised his index finger to his lips, pressed his body against the cave wall for concealment, and pulled out the dagger tied to his ankle.

Jiang Peng cleverly followed suit, pressing his back tightly against the cave wall as well.

He had no dagger, so he picked up a rock the size of a clay pot, raised it high above his head, and waited for the enemy to come in so he could smash their brains open.

In the stillness of holding one's breath, time seems to stretch out infinitely.