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Chapter 542 The family wealth is left to you

In Zhang Pandi's eyes, as long as he gives birth to a boy, he will be a great contributor to the Shen family, and everyone will bow to him and serve him well.

Zhang Pandi looked at the angry faces of these ladies: "My mother's method is right. Only when she raises her younger brother can she have her mother's family to support her!

These dead girls and liars will all get married in the future. The water thrown by the married people is of no use at all. At most, it can be exchanged for some betrothal gifts! "

Although everyone agrees with the concept that married daughters throw away water, they have never thought of using daughters as tools to make money.

Everyone shook their heads, thinking that the daughter educated by Cao Juhua must be a top class girl.

There is no need to think about correcting his ideas. His ideas have been formed subtly since he was a child. They are deeply ingrained and no one can change them.

Lin Qingqing shook Shen Mo's arm, not wanting to waste time here anymore.

Shen Mo lowered his head and touched the little girl's hair, then nodded to the ladies around him, and then took the little girl home.

I ate late at noon, mainly because I cooked a lot of dishes, and because my grandfather and two brothers were leaving, Lin Qingqing was in a very low mood.

So I didn't eat much, but my stomach growled.

Shen Mo chuckled lightly and turned around to work in the kitchen. He cut off some drums in the morning and used some at noon. He still had some left at this time, which was just enough to make a bowl of big bone noodle soup.

Shen Mo scooped out a bowl of noodles, and then I kneaded the noodles there carefully. He was very strong, so he kneaded the noodles very quickly.

Shen Mo rubbed attentively

Then he took out the rolling pin and rolled out the dough with three strokes, five by two, and then he cut the dough skillfully with a knife.

In the blink of an eye, a bowl of fragrant egg noodles was placed in front of Lin Qingqing.

Lin Qingqing blinked and looked at the empty Shen Mo in front of her: "Our family won't be so poor that we don't even have two bowls of noodles, right? Then how can you promise to grandpa that you will support me?"

After saying this, Lin Qingqing wanted to go to the kitchen to find something. If there was really only one bowl of noodles, Lin Qingqing planned to divide the bowl of noodles with Shen Mo.

Shen Mo scratched Lin Qingqing's nose and said softly: "I'm not like some little girls. My eyes were red at noon, I was sniffling all the time, and I didn't eat even two bites. I was full at noon!"

Lin Qingqing "..."

Lin Qingqing felt that this bowl of noodles should be enough for her family, so she lowered her head and started to slurp the noodles.

Because the noodles are made by hand and Shen Mo is relatively strong, they taste extra chewy.

Lin Qingqing couldn't help but give Shen Mo a thumbs up. The soup was also very delicious. Lin Qingqing finished a large bowl of noodles in one go, and also drank up the soup.

Shen Mo didn't make his own noodles because he didn't have much soup.

In addition, there were some dishes left at noon, so he went to the kitchen to heat up these dishes, then took them out and started eating them.

Lin Qingqing curled her lips and said distressedly: "Is it true that there are no more noodles and bones at home? Should we take them all back to my grandpa and brother?"

Thinking of Shen Mo buying so many things, Lin Qingqing said: "I bought it two days ago

Didn’t I just leave the family property to you? Are you in ruins? "