He's Not As Good As Pig Feet (1)

As soon as Zheng w. a.n. gshu left, Madam Xia came out with burning eyes.

Huai 'an, your sister's marriage will fall on you. " Madam Xia patted his shoulder heavily.

Jiang Huaian's eyes widened.

"Then, Young Master Zheng, do you communicate much? How was his character? Aiya, it's just that the Zheng family has a big business. I'm afraid Lulu will suffer." Madam Xia mumbled.

"Lulu, what do you think?" he shouted.

Lulu was eating a pig trotter when he looked up and replied, ""I think it's okay. It's just a little salty. Ask the chef to put less salt next time."

Madam Xia's face darkened. I didn't even see a young master."

Lulu looked at her in confusion. " He doesn't smell like pork trotters. Why would I look at him? " Two eyes, a nose, and a mouth. It's not like I've never seen them before."

Madam Xia was so angry that her chest kept heaving up and down. Madam Wen covered her lips and chuckled.