Chapter Seventy-Five: Miserable

Zhong Yuemin and Zheng Tong went back to the cave playfully, Zhao Dayong and Guo Jie were clearing the snow, Zhang Guangzhi and Cao Gang were chopping firewood, Qian Zhimin was peeling potatoes, and several girls were making faces.

Zhao Dayong saw the two of them coming back, "You guys are too good, you can pick up a piece of water, you can ask the fellow to help, and you can fill the water tank, how did you do it?"

"Haha, the fellow is too enthusiastic, he has to help us carry water, I thought to myself, we are here to be educated in the countryside, not to be a young master, can I let the fellow help me carry water?" Zheng Tong said as if it was a real thing.

"I can't. Zhao Dayong replied.

"Yes, I turned down my fellow countryman's kindness at the time. ”

"Then why does he still help you carry water?"

"Where do I want to get, as soon as I refused, the fellow cried and shouted to help, saying that he wanted to take care of the young people who came from BJ. In the end, I had no choice but to ask my fellow to carry water for me. Zheng Tong said as if he had made up his mind.

Zhao Dayong was puzzled: "Is there such a strange thing? Then I'll also go to my fellow villagers to help me clear the snow." ”

"Zhao Dayong, are you stupid or not, do you believe Zheng Tong running the train with his mouth full? That fellow carries water as if he is going to the grave, I don't see the look of people who want to help. Guo Jie really can't stand Zhao Dayong's naivety.

Zhao Dayong was still a little unconvinced: "Why does that person have to help Zheng Tong carry water?"

"Who knows what tricks Zheng Tong and Zhong Yuemin have used!" Guo Jie didn't know why.

Cao Gang, who was chopping wood, stopped and said with a smile: "I see, we know that Zheng Tong and Zhong Yuemin are the most wild, we are too honest." ”

"Who says it's not, we're working here, the two of them are good, and there are people rushing to help, people really can't compare. The more Zhang Guangzhi spoke, the more angry he became, he threw the axe and quit.

"Zheng Tong and Zhong Yuemin can let the villagers help with the work, I am convinced, if you have the ability, you can also find someone to help you, what is the matter now?"

"Zhao Dayong, are you really stupid or fake stupid, the two of them are lazy, and you still help them talk!" Guo Jie pestle with a shovel, hating iron not being a steel road.

"Let's divide the work in the morning, as long as the work is done, how do you manage the family!" Zhao Dayong argued.

Guo Jie was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"I said brothers, you don't need to be weird, isn't it just that the two of us are looking for fellow villagers to help carry water, next time you go to fetch water, Yuemin and I will sweep the floor, so it's all right, as long as you get the water back, whatever you do, even if you lie on the bed!" Zheng Tong teased.

Zhong Yuemin felt that a few people were a little bored, and shouted at the kitchen: "Have you peeled the potatoes?"

"Alright. Qian Zhimin responded.

"Alright, I'm going to fry the potatoes. Zhong Yuemin rolled up his sleeves and entered the kitchen.

Zheng Tong also followed, "Why is it a potato again, is there anything else?" I'm about to turn into a potato!"

"Jingbian is rich in potatoes, so it's a dish, and if you don't eat this, you can only eat sauerkraut. ”

"Then when will we get some meat and fight tooth sacrifices. ”

"Well, that's a good idea, let's go back and think about the trick and see if we can shoot a pheasant or a hare or something. ”

Wang Hong is helping Jiang Biyun to prepare steamed buns, and Li Ping is lighting a fire.

"Yo, I'm going to eat more steamed buns today!" Zhong Yuemin drooled when he saw the noodles on the board.

"Okay, we've made a lot of it, enough for you to eat. Wang Hongying said.

Zheng Tong also rubbed his hands: "We haven't eaten steamed buns for a long time, why don't I eat seven or eight of them in a while!"

"Zhong Yuemin cut potatoes, what are you doing, you will know how to eat!" Jiang Biyun said disgusted while rubbing the steamed buns.

Zheng Tong was bored, squatted on the ground, and said to Qian Zhimin: "Zhimin, I'll help you peel potatoes." ”

"Thanks, I've got it done, and I don't need your old man's help. Qian Zhimin packed his things and left.

Only Zheng Tong was left standing there: "Who did I offend today, why are you so unpopular!"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way. Jiang Biyun pushed Zheng Tong away and said, "I advise you, work more and talk less." ”

"Well, I'd better go and clear the snow for them, don't get in the way here. Zheng Tong walked out tastelessly.

"I said, you guys don't treat Zheng Tong so well, right?" Zhong Yuemin was cutting shredded potatoes there again, but unfortunately everyone was used to it.

"Hmph, who let him offend Jiang Biyun, he deserves it!" Wang Hong then said: "We all knew last night, Zheng Tong patted his mother-in-law on Jiang Biyun's head before, and chased him for several streets at night. ”

"Isn't this matter in the past, didn't Zheng Tong go to the police station to write a night of inspection?"

"We women hold grudges, what's wrong! What if Jiang Biyun hadn't met the police station that day?"

"Hey, we were all filming mother-in-law for fun at that time, and we couldn't do anything bad, at most we just took advantage of it. Zhong Yuemin explained.

"You don't do any bad things, there is a female classmate in our school who was taken advantage of, and then jumped off the building, who is she looking for to avenge her grievances!" Jiang Biyun got angry, put the steaming drawer on the pot and cried and went out.

"Look, you made Jiang Biyun cry!" Wang Hong said Zhong Yuemin and chased him out.

Li Ping has been sitting behind the stove door to light the fire and look at the situation: "I... I'm out too!"

"Hey, why are you leaving, what did I say?" Zhong Yuemin couldn't wait to smoke himself, what nonsense, "The is all gone, who is cooking?"

"Hey, I'll help you. Qian Zhimin patted Zhong Yuemin on the shoulder and sat down by the stove door to light the fire.

"I used to hear about your stubborn master when I was in BJ, and I saw you fight from afar, and I was very envious of you at that time, playing everywhere every day, and often going to Lao Mo Xinqiao. Qian Zhimin said while stuffing firewood.

"None of us are stubborn masters, we don't want to take up a share and occupy a place, but everyone is willing to give face. Zhong Yuemin continued to cut the potatoes.

"It's all the same, we're all wearing military coats, and we can't tell the difference. ”

"Then you are so envious, why don't you become a stubborn master?"

"The family is poor, if an adult like me doesn't help work, the family won't be able to survive, unlike you who are all children of high-ranking cadres, you don't have to worry about eating. ”

Zhong Yuemin didn't speak, feeling that it was a bit hypocritical to say anything at this time.

Qian Zhimin looked at the flames in the stove and continued: "My dad goes out early and returns late to pedal the tricycle every day, and my mother goes to the small factory on the street to paste cardboard boxes, but the four children in the family have been tight since I can remember. ”

"I don't know why I told you so much, it's all trivial things, how can I live my life. Qian Zhimin came to his senses, and the flames reflected his face red.

"Your parents go to work, who cooks in your family?"

"Me!"

"Then I asked yesterday who knows how to cook, why don't you squeak?" Zhong Yuemin rolled up his sleeves and walked up to Qian Zhimin.

Qian Zhimin smiled awkwardly: "I... I'm not tired of cooking at home!"

"Hey······ What do you say?"

"Don't do it, I'll cook, I'll ······ You rest!"

"Ah······h

There were screams from inside the house, and several people outside looked at each other, why was cooking so miserable.