Because he was worried about the domestic little local chicken that she had agreed with her acquaintance, she grabbed her wallet and hurried out.

This chicken seller is not a chicken dealer who sets up a fixed stall in the farmers' market all the year round, but a farmer from the countryside, carrying a bamboo basket, a basket of chickens, a basket of eggs, and occasionally a few ducks.

He Mu was introduced to him by the proprietress of the fruit shop after returning from the first month, and at first he was not sure whether the chickens he sold were good or not, and now the chicken dealers are cunning and cunning, often wearing a big straw hat, hanging a few bamboo baskets in front and back of the bicycle, pretending to be rural farmers, boasting that their chickens are small and free-range, eat insects and grow up, and do not feed a grain of feed. He Mu was fooled twice because of this, and when she bought it home, she killed and blanched it to see that she was famous. How much fat is there for domestic chickens! How can the domestic chicken stew so quickly!

Yes, when Sister Fu introduced her to ask this farmer to buy chickens, she didn't believe it at first, but when she saw Sister Fu vigorously saying that his chickens were delicious and her baby grandson loved to eat them, she just picked a chicken girl who was less than two catties. When I went home that day, I killed the stewed soup, and found that the chickens in this house were really good, the meat essential oil was less, the stewed chicken soup was yellow and clear, and there was no taste of captive chickens, which was the real free-range chicken.

In addition, in late March, He Mu specially went to the countryside with Sister Fu and a few female compatriots in the community, and saw with her own eyes the chickens raised by farmers in the bamboo forest and peach forest, wandering in the forest in twos and threes, catching insects, drinking stream water, and some even flying on bamboo branches and peach branches. Every time a farmer comes to the city to sell chickens, the mother will rush to buy one. And you have to hurry early, and if you go late, they are often sold out, even if you agree with the farmer in advance to keep one for her. It was also picked on by others.

So when I thought that the fat big hen was picked up by others, the mother of He was anxious. Said good at three o'clock in the afternoon at the entrance of the farmers' market evening market, this has not yet gone out at three o'clock, from home to run to the door of the vegetable field, less than three minutes, in recent days and He Mu want to buy this free-range chicken housewives a lot, some even began to wait at the door of the vegetable field at half past two. You can pick up several handfuls of chickens in three minutes.

Don't leave her with the smallest one. I finally caught my son and daughter home. In less than half a day, a prospective son-in-law appeared, even if she didn't want to admit it so early, Mother He still understood the truth that she was a guest. And in the morning, he said that he would tidy up delicious food for the children in the evening. What's the hell without chickens? A few days ago, the two-and-a-half-pound chicken lady and Lao He killed most of them in one meal, and now there are five people in the family, and they can't drink soup cleanly, right?

During the prayer room, I saw the two representative bamboo baskets of the farmers. He Mu rushed forward in a few big strides. Seeing that there were four three yellow chickens of different sizes in the basket of Guan Ji, his heart was a lot more settled, and he gasped and said, "It's too late today, so there are only four left?" ”

"That's right! Two groups of people came in front of them, and they picked a few away. But don't worry, big sister, I know you're coming, and I specially brought you a rooster, and the rooster tastes fresher than the chicken girl. The white cut is tender, the roast chicken is fragrant, and it is delicious to cook. Not much. Allah also likes to eat it at home, so he doesn't sell it. If you want it, eldest sister, I'll call you, no, you can pick a chicken girl, and follow it. ”

The farmer who sold the chicken recognized it as the mother, grabbed a big red rooster with its feet tied from the small bamboo basket at his feet, and handed it to the mother to check whether it was a sick chicken or something.

Seeing that the rooster was good, Mother He nodded and said, "Just it." In addition, pick me another little chicken girl. ”

The rooster is relatively large, and the mother of He pondered half of the white cut, half of the roast chicken, and bought a little hen to stew the soup. In this way, the dishes for the evening have fallen.

I saw that there were a lot of fresh eggs and duck eggs in the other bamboo basket, and they also weighed five catties respectively. Thinking that the children will be back to school the day after tomorrow, they will have to give them some food for the whole journey. Go back to the supermarket and buy some dried tofu and make some lo-mei with eggs.

After thinking about it, He Mu simply asked the farmer to weigh the remaining three chickens for her. Cooked to make drunken chicken, bad chicken. Leave one at home to eat, and let the other children take the school to improve the food.

The farmers weighed in turn, quoted the price, and He Mu calculated that it was right, nodded and took out her wallet. Before I could give the money, a middle-aged woman suddenly burst out next to her, grabbed the rooster at the farmer's feet and shouted, "I want this chicken!" How much? ”

"Someone bought this chicken, if you want it, I'll bring you one next time." The farmer said honestly.

The woman pouted, "What bought?" Isn't it still in my hands? Some people like to bargain, I don't love it, I will give you how much money you say, and I will take away the chicken. ”

Only then did Mother He see Cheng Biting Jin who came out, and she was the housewife upstairs of her house for a long time, her husband's surname was Tong, and her own surname was Wang, but she didn't like others to call her Aunt Wang and Sister Wang, and she liked to hear people call her Mrs. Tong.

He Mu heard it a few times and felt that her teeth were sore. This is someone who crawled out of the TV, right? Teenon did it.

In fact, it has not been half a year since the Tong family moved to Wenxin Garden. Mrs. Tong relied on her son to be the director of the academic affairs office of the community Lotus Middle School, and she always liked to put up a shelf in the community, as if the parents in the community could not send their children to junior high school without her permission.

According to He's mother's eyesight, at least one-third of the residents of Wenxin Garden don't like her, and people don't know it, and they are still arrogant like a peacock, showing off everywhere.

Mother He had a dislike with her, not because of this, but because of a series of bad things caused by the appointment of the corridor chief.

Wen Xinyuan used to have no Lou Shizi Lou Chang. After the beginning of this year, the community advocated that each floor of the community under its jurisdiction should be set up with a corridor chief, who would help the community distribute some important notices, classify garbage bags, and report in a timely manner in case of illegal group phenomena.

The building where He's family is located, after a public opinion survey jointly conducted by property staff and social workers, He's mother was selected as the head of the corridor.

If it is just work, the upstairs of the He family will not have any opinions, the key is that after serving as the head of the corridor, he can receive a service allowance of 60 yuan per month.

Just because of the sixty yuan, Mrs. Tong began to make a fuss, and first went to the property to reflect: why didn't you choose her as the head of the corridor, her son is the director of the academic affairs office of Lotus Middle School...... Balabala......

The property was not accepted, and she went to the community to make trouble. The community is even less likely to heed her vexatious reflections. At most, a few words of consolation, for example, the next building chief asked her to fight hard, this session has already begun to be implemented, and it is impossible to change it. Unless the original corridor chief is wrong, he is disqualified.

Mrs. Tong thinks that if she makes a mistake, she can be banned, right? So he began to find ways to lure He Mu to make mistakes.

But Hemu's daily routine is very regular, basically four points and one line: home - store - vegetable market or supermarket - municipal park square dance after dinner.

Since the beginning of this year, because of the termination of the supply agreement with the counter, the Pearl Shopping Mall does not need to run. It is much more convenient to go to the newly opened shopping mall for the family to change their seasonal clothes than to go to the Pearl Shopping Mall, and you don't have to rush back and forth in the afternoon.

In this way, there is no chance to tempt her to make mistakes. Mrs. Tong thought of a bad trick, and quarreling with the neighbors was a mistake? Yes! It shows that the neighborhood relationship is not harmonious, so what kind of corridor is it! So, I seized the opportunity to force Mother He to argue: watch Mother He turn over the bedding and winter clothes outside the balcony. She deliberately hung out a dripping wet suit, thinking that the effect was not enough, and then came to the balcony to water the flowers, most of which were poured outside; Watch the He family drying sausages and sauce duck on the balcony. She deliberately took the carpet and mop and snapped on the balcony wall. The ash raised floated all the way into the balcony of the He family; Passing by the door of He's house, I didn't forget to step on the garbage can at the door of He's house a few times, and a few times I also sprinkled briquette ash at the door of He's house......

After the beginning of the year, no, since the month since Da Hemu was elected as the head of the corridor, there have been countless pickled things upstairs.

Find a theory, the other party will either not admit it, or twist his waist and say, "Oops." It must have been when I hung up my clothes and went out, and I didn't pay attention to the quilt hanging on your balcony. Dripping wet, huh? That's embarrassing. I'll let him pay attention next time. "And so on.

In the first few times, in addition to admitting that she was unlucky, He Mu was not enough to be angry. Upstairs and downstairs, there are a lot of stumbling things in life, and the upstairs has just moved in not long ago, so it should be good after the neighborhood run-in period.

But there are many times, and a few old ladies who have a good relationship revealed: People are deliberately looking for your family, for the sixty yuan allowance of your corridor chief.

He Mu suddenly became angry, and she was so angry that she wanted to quarrel upstairs, but in the end, the teacher was unknown, so she simply turned her head and went directly to the property and community, and relieved herself of the position of the head of the building. She didn't want to be a corridor chief. It's nothing more than listening to the community that it doesn't take much effort to find a full-time housewife who is idle at home to help send notices or something. She considered that most of her buildings were office workers, and there were occasionally a few elderly households, all of whom were older than herself, so she should be upright. When I became it, I realized that there was still 60 yuan of allowance to receive. Because of this sixty yuan allowance, so many bad things have been caused, it is better to know that it is not appropriate.

The property and community cannot find suitable candidates temporarily. Mrs. Tong, you say? Are you kidding! If you don't become a person, you can provoke so many moths, and you can pay it back when you become a do! The distribution of important notices and garbage bags or something has to come to the door and ask the owner to sign, and then the owner of the whole building is offended, the house was bought by her family, and she can't get rid of it, but how can it be done?

The property and the community coincide - the corridor chief can change anyone, even Mrs. Tong on the fifth floor! But I won't be able to pick someone for a while, so I have to let He Mu insist on it again, and wait until they have implemented a new candidate. Seeing that the community was also very embarrassed, He Mu thought that it would not take long to change someone, so she agreed.

In this way, Mrs. Tong's hostility towards her not only did not decrease, but increased. probably thought that Mother He was playing ghost behind her back, and asked the community to change anyone, but she couldn't be replaced, so she hated Mother He completely.

This is really lying down and getting shot.

He Mu didn't want to pay attention to her, and asked the farmers if they would deliver the goods, so many chickens and eggs, she couldn't carry them back with both hands. And it's about to be burned, and I don't plan to raise it, and I don't have a place to raise it, so I asked the farmer if I could help send it to the place where the chickens are killed in the vegetable field.

"Done! No problem. I'll send it to you. ”

The farmer also ignored Mrs. Tong, who was rude and rude, and stuffed four hens and one rooster back into the bamboo basket.

The rooster was originally still in Mrs. Tong's hands, but she couldn't stand the flexibility of the farmer's hands and feet, and she was used to catching chickens again, so she snatched the chicken back.

Mrs. Tong was so angry that her mouth was crooked, and she couldn't take care of the evening market, so she chased Mother He all the way from the gate of the vegetable market to the chicken shop. But all the popular swear words in the pile of small citizens in Qing City can pop out of her mouth.

Hearing this, the peasant couldn't stop sobbing his mouth, and whispered to the pale-faced He Mu: "Does this person have an enmity with you?" "It's a curse to death.

Mother He adheres to the principle that more things are better than less things, and she doesn't want to quarrel with others, mainly because she has no talent for quarreling, and she may be angry and cry if she doesn't win. I comforted myself with the words that my daughter once taught her: The mad dog barks at you, can you still bark back?

Kwon was followed by a vicious dog. After killing the chicken, hurry home.

After the farmer sold the remaining eggs, he saw the mother of He coming out of the vegetable field with the killed chickens. Although the chicken feathers have faded and the weight has been lightened, there are five of them, and there are ten catties of eggs, and I learned that He's mother's family lives in Wenxinyuan, so she asked her to hang the chicken bag on the front of the car and help send it over. Anyway, when he went home, he pedaled from the road at the entrance of Wenxin Garden, and it couldn't be delayed for a few minutes.

Mrs. Tong chased after her with a few handfuls of choy sum bought at the door of the vegetable market, and said in a weird manner: "Yo! It's good to buy more, and deliver it to your door, but I don't know what the quality of these chickens is. But my son said, what kind of bird flu is there in Nancheng, you must not know what bird flu is, right? It is chicken plague that can be transmitted to people, and people can die if they get bird flu. Maybe these chickens are infected too, beware of eating you...... Don't believe it! Just ask anyone to know, my son is the director of the academic affairs office of Lotus Middle School......"

Seeing that the farmer selling the chickens just glared at her, and carried the chicken bag to the door of He's house and went downstairs, Mrs. Tong was even more proud, stretching her stubby neck and saying to He's mother, "See? The chicken sellers don't dare to speak loudly to me, what do you mean? The heart is weak! I think your family is unlucky tonight, so many chickens, maybe they are all sick chickens and plague chickens, tsk, tsk, I'm really not afraid of death? Why don't I do it and help you destroy the two? I have done a good thing to save your family from eating too much and lying in the hospital, and the whole community can't find a neighbor like me who doesn't care about the past...... Hertz! ”

The door of the He family opened at this time, and He Qingdong came out of it. obviously has no expression, and he is so handsome that everyone is angry, but it makes people nervous for no reason.

Mrs. Tong was frightened back a few steps by his formidable momentum, went up a few stairs, and found her courage again, and raised her chin at He Qingdong: "Who are you, you!" I said mine, what's your business! ”

Mother He patted her chest and blurted out, "My son-in-law! Why can't you care! (To be continued.) )

PS: The second watch is coming~Asking for a monthly pass~