Seeing that he should go, Fang Pingying didn't pay much attention to it, and said to him, "I bought a lot of vegetables from the city today, what do you want to eat at night." ”

"Just get some." Luo Zhiyong said, and walked to the kitchen, "I'll go see what you bought." ”

He pulled the vegetables and food that Fang Pingying bought, and saw that they were all radishes, potatoes, and cabbage, and the meat was enough to eat a meal, so he couldn't help complaining, "Why don't you buy more meat, you are pregnant now, don't save these foods." ”

Fang Pingying said with a smile, "I want to buy more, but there is no place to put it, no matter how cold the weather is, the meat will spoil for a long time." ”

"That's right." Luo Zhiyong thought about it and came up with an idea, "That's it, otherwise, when I ask the uncle who buys vegetables in the canteen to buy vegetables in the future, he will help us bring some back." ”

"Don't, don't make it, I'm pregnant, like something great, and being laughed at." Fang Pingying hurriedly stopped him, "Let's see after a while, if the business of the shop is good, let's buy a refrigerator in the city and come back, that thing can keep it fresh, and the meat will not be afraid to last longer." ”

Generally, most of the people in the compound come from the countryside, and their family background is not very good, although the food is made at home, but they are all simple to eat, and there are really not many people who can eat meat for meals.

If Luo Zhiyong really asked someone to buy meat every day, it would not only trouble others, but also make people gossip, Fang Pingying would not be willing to engage in those special things.

"That's fine." Luo Zhiyong didn't object this time, and nodded, "Cheng, you look at it." ”

At night, Fang Pingying planned to burn a potato braised pork, but somehow, she had not reacted since she was pregnant, and when she was making meat, she suddenly felt sick to her stomach when she smelled the smell, and ran to the bathroom and vomited for a while, but only spit out some sour water.

Luo Zhiyong was tidying up the house in the living room, and when he saw Fang Pingying's actions, he immediately chased after the bathroom. asked nervously, "What's wrong, what's wrong, didn't you say that there was no big reaction." How did I vomit again. ”

Fang Pingying rinsed her mouth with water, her face was a little pale, "I don't know, I guess this little guy in his stomach doesn't like to eat meat, and he protests when he smells meat." ”

"The little guy is naughty." Luo Zhiyong pulled Fang Pingying to sit down in the living room. He rolled up his sleeves and walked to the kitchen, "I'll get it in the evening, what do you want to eat." ”

"Just make potatoes and stew braised pork, you eat meat, I eat potatoes."

"Good Ratcha." Luo Zhiyong smiled, "My daughter-in-law will do whatever she wants, and my daughter-in-law has the final say." ”

"Poor mouth."

Fang Pingying looked at Luo Zhiyong's busy figure in the kitchen with his sleeves rolled up and his apron, and her heart felt sweet. Thinking that if there were no troubles at home, the two of them would have a really good life.

Bland, warm, like all ordinary couples, although there will be some disputes from time to time, but it is a quarrel at the head of the bed and the end of the bed, which is not in the way at all.

But the good times don't last long, and it seems that there will always be some waves in this day so that people don't feel bored.

In December, the weather gets colder and colder. It was snowing heavily every day, and Luo Zhiyong basically didn't let Fang Pingying go out, the weather was cold and the road was slippery, and the bus stopped running at night. I'm afraid it won't be safe.

And the account books in Fang Pingying's shop and Uncle Zeng's side are all Luo Zhiyong took them back from the city to Fang Pingying when he was free.

In the first few days, the accounts in the shop could still be counted, and if one or two yuan was missing a day, Fang Pingying regarded it as something that was consumed.

When the goods were delivered from Uncle Zeng, because of the loading and unloading, some pastries would inevitably be broken.

But because there are small bags in it. In fact, it's just that it doesn't look good, and the taste is not bad.

When Fang Pingying was in the shop, she deliberately made a small shelf, and put the broken or flattened pastries in the shelf, which was regarded as a daily special, and could be bought at half price.

The guests will also be careful in their calculations, there will still be many people who are willing to buy it, if it is really something that cannot be sold, Fang Pingying will regard it as scrapped, there are actually a few cents a day, and one or two yuan of things are Fang Pingying They use as breakfast or snacks to eat.

Therefore, at the beginning, it was four or five yuan less a week, and Fang Pingying didn't care too much, because of the scrapped pastries, Uncle Zeng's side would also bear part of the loss, and if you really calculated it, the loss in the shop was not much.

She just asked Luo Zhiyong to ask Luo Honglan what was going on, Luo Honglan only said that Fang Xiu was lazy when it was cold, and she always didn't want to make breakfast in the morning, and on the day it was her turn to cook, she used those pastries to make breakfast for the two of them.

Fang Pingying didn't say much about this, because Fang Xiu and Luo Honglan are now working in the shop, and she also pays for food and accommodation, if they don't eat these pastries for breakfast, they have to go out to buy things and come back to make them, counting the cost of oil, salt, and gas, and eating those expensive pastries for breakfast, but it is not too far away, and Fang Pingying didn't bother.

But in the recent week, when Luo Zhiyong came back to show her the account book, it was obvious that the number was far away, and there was a difference of twenty yuan in a week, which was obviously not a problem of wear and tear.

Even if it is consumed, it means that Luo Honglan and Fang Xiu have eaten too much, and they have basically eaten all the things that are consumed, which is not cost-effective from the perspective of doing business in the shop.

And there is no problem just looking at the accounts of their shop, but they can't match the accounts with the goods shipped by Uncle Zeng.

In other words, there must be a problem with one of them, either Uncle Zeng misremembered the number of goods, or someone in his shop concealed the number of goods, but made the account in the shop look good.

Realizing this problem, Fang Pingying subconsciously suspected Fang Xiu's head, the shop was Fang Xiu and Luo Honglan, Luo Honglan was not good at settling accounts, most of the time she didn't keep accounts, she just collected money, as long as someone was there, she tried to collect as little as possible, saying that she was afraid that she would make a mistake.

So Luo Honglan can't even understand this kind of more complicated account, let alone change it like this.

So, when Luo Zhiyong took another vacation on the weekend, and then said that he was going to the shop to get the account books, Fang Pingying said to Luo Zhiyong, "I'll go to the shop with me today to have a look, it's been a long time, I have to see what my shop has become." ”

Luo Zhiyong saw that the weather outside was not bad that day, there was no snow, and the snow on the road was almost melted, and nodded, "Okay, then you go with me, wear thicker, it's cold outside." ”

Luo Zhiyong forced Fang Pingying to basically wear all the clothes that she could wear in winter, Fang Pingying felt that she was wrapped into a ball, and she was uncomfortable tight, so she said to him, "I wear one less sweater, you fill me a hot water kettle and hold it, and when the shop is just right to change the water, I wear too much, and I can't walk anymore." ”

"Okay." Luo Zhiyong said as he went to pour her the kind of glass bottle that warmed her hands, but when he handed it to him, he hesitated, "Why don't take it, let's buy a hot water bag when we get to the city, your glass is easy to break, if it breaks, it will pierce you." ”

Fang Pingying took it with a smile and said, "I'm careful, but the water in the hot water bag is also easy to get cold." ”

Luo Zhiyong thought about it, so he glanced at the bottle and muttered in a low voice, "If there is something that doesn't need to be filled with water often, it can be charged from time to time or whatever." (To be continued.) )

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