Chapter 300 and 14 get along

When Wang Xiaohua transported the tofu machine home, she was just in time for Wu Dayu to come to Yangzhuang as promised. Gu Zhicheng accompanied Wu Dayu to look around Yangzhuang, discussing how to better set the "futures".

There is a large swampy lake near Yangzhuang, and the aquatic plants are abundant and suitable for grazing white geese. Every house here has a large yard and the conditions for raising poultry are excellent. However, the variety is diverse, and the procurement conditions are not good enough.

"Even if you have it now, you can't supply it, and there is a problem with your supply. Even if you look for it temporarily, you may not be able to find a suitable one, but it is better to let them raise whatever kind of breed you want. How much you give a deposit, even if you don't sign a supply and marketing contract for us. The people have security, and they are willing to do their best to support them. ”

Gu Zhicheng accompanied Wu Dayu around the village, and by the way, he collected more than a dozen more suitable broilers. By the way, he expressed the idea of asking for a white goose, and sure enough, many people were very interested.

People love to follow suit, and the women in the farmyards raise poultry all year round. can sell money to subsidize the family, and Secretary Gu will definitely not be afraid of not being able to sell it in the future when he accompanies the boss.

When passing by Yang's house, the fourth uncle Yang Changsheng stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back to watch the excitement. Gu Zhicheng knew that the prestige of the Yang family was still there, so he stepped forward and said with a smile: "Fourth uncle, you can also come and see." Mr. Wu, this is the fourth uncle who is highly respected in our village. ”

Wu Dayu nodded enthusiastically at Yang Changsheng, and shouted like a familiar man: "Fourth uncle! ”

Who knew that Yang Changsheng had an old face, snorted coldly, and turned his head back to the house. Wu Dayu, who was left at a loss, and Gu Zhicheng, who looked embarrassed.

Being able to sell the goose obviously made Grandma Dunzi very happy, and she was very trustworthy to Gu Zhicheng and his wife. I feel that this is simply the lucky star of Yangzhuang, and his family's life has been much better since he came.

"Secretary Gu, look at our yard, the grape trellis is about to be erected, and there is not much work, and the busiest time is to take medicine twice a day. I thought that if I hold more goose cubs, I will raise another twenty or so myself, what do you think? The wrinkles on Grandma Dunzi's face turned into a chrysanthemum, and she beckoned the two of them into the house to drink water while chattering about the future.

Wu Dayu also saw that this Secretary Gu was sincerely doing practical things for the people in Zhuangzi. Otherwise, why does he, a person who lives in the city and only goes to the countryside for a year or two and has to leave, keep tossing? Just stay honest, upload and judge the parents' shortcomings, why bother so hard.

But he verbally agreed with Gu Zhicheng about this matter, but he did not put it on paper. Gu Zhicheng is not in a hurry, and he also wants to see if the people here can do it. He also knew that Wu Dayu had to go home again and think about it, and then calculate the specific amount needed.

When the husband and wife returned home in the evening, they were both physically and mentally exhausted. With an empty stomach in a cold pot and a cold stove, Gu Zhicheng said to Zhang Cuilian: "Don't cook, let's just eat a big bowl of noodles and nibble on a ham sausage." ”

Zhang Cuilian lay on the sofa and said with a smile: "I've been tired for a day, and I can't eat a good meal, how can I be worthy of my body." I also want to boil some hot water to soak my feet to relieve fatigue. ”

She got up and went to the kitchen, first took out the electric kettle to boil water, and then turned on the gas canister to cook the noodles. When waiting for the water to boil, his hands are not idle, washing spinach, patting cucumbers, and cutting ham.

Pour some soybean oil into the pot, add garlic cloves, chopped green onions, minced ginger and diced chili peppers and stir-fry. Open the refrigerator and take out a soup bowl with pre-boiled pork bone broth that has been boiled in the form of chunks. I slipped a piece and threw it into the pot, and the stock cube melted into a puddle of water in an instant. Zhang Cuilian poured the freshly boiled water down, and the soup boiled up in less than a minute.

Put down a large handful of somen noodles and throw down a handful of washed spinach when the noodles are medium cooked. Then beat three eggs into it, and finally put the ham slices into the pan. At this time, the noodles are ready to come out of the pot, turn off the heat and drop two drops of sesame oil.

When Zhang Cuilian walked out with two bowls of noodles, Gu Zhicheng had already washed his hair, wiped his face and soaked his feet. Wearing big shorts and slippers, sitting at the dining table reading the newspaper.

Seeing that Zhang Cuilian had cooked a meal, she hurriedly asked, "Is there anything else you want me to help with?" ”

Zhang Cuilian smiled: "No! ”

Gu Zhicheng gritted his teeth and showed his white teeth, and said happily: "Then I'll brush the dishes!" ”

Zhang Cuilian returned to the kitchen unapprediently and brought out the cucumber and fried peanuts. Suddenly, a scene flashed in my head, and it was a scene from a long, long time ago.

was also so busy that she didn't have time to cook well one night, and she was exhausted and also ordered a pot of noodles. At that time, she didn't have such a good interest, and she also cooked a pot with gherkins, and even Gu Zhicheng didn't have the peanuts that Gu Zhicheng liked to eat on weekdays.

She came out with a pot of hot noodle soup with two eggs, and saw Gu Zhicheng sitting at the dining table reading the newspaper like an uncle. The leisurely and contented enjoyment of happiness, he was tired and wanted to fall asleep, but he still had to cook for him.

Feeling aggrieved, he put the pot of noodles on the dining table heavily, and yelled at Gu Zhicheng: "Do you know that if you stay, you won't even take a bowl?" Day by day, I know that people have asked me to serve you, should I be yours? ”

At that time, Gu Zhicheng was scolded inexplicably, and he didn't say anything. Zhang Cuilian returned to the kitchen angrily, took the dishes and chopsticks out and fell heavily in front of him.

While serving himself a meal, he complained angrily, saying that Gu Zhicheng didn't know that he was distressed. After cooking by himself, he didn't take the table or clean up the dishes and chopsticks. There is no life in his eyes, and he still reads the newspaper without culture. Balabala talked for a long time, not caring at all about whether it made Gu Zhicheng feel uncomfortable.

Sure enough, Gu Zhicheng put down the newspaper, got up and went back to the house. Zhang Cuilian yelled at him angrily: "Why are you going? You're not eating? You didn't eat it after I finished cooking, and I wouldn't have done it if I knew I wouldn't have done it. ”

"I don't want to say a word, why are you so expensive?"

"I'm tired all day, and I have to cook for you. You're not happy anymore, what right do you have to be unhappy? ”

In the bedroom, Gu Zhicheng replied sullenly: "If you are tired and unwilling to do it, you say that no one will force you to do it." ”

These words were undoubtedly not a heavy blow to her mouth in her ears at that time, and they hurt her heart fiercely. Facing this man who didn't know what to do, Zhang Cuilian wanted to cry without tears. Angry while wiping tears, I couldn't figure out why Gu Zhicheng didn't know how to be grateful.

Maybe there were too many things that I didn't understand in my previous life, and I felt that I lost too much money and Gu Zhicheng. She cherishes the time the two spend alone together, and at the same time pays attention to the tone of her voice and always admonishes herself to know how to respect.

People tend to show their good side in front of strangers, and give more respect to people who are not particularly close. And treat the family members he is familiar with, but show the worst temper and the worst image.

Zhang Cuilian put two small plates of side dishes on the dining table, and Gu Zhicheng immediately got up and entered the kitchen when he saw this. After a while, a small saucer came out with a small piece of bean curd on top. This is something that Zhang Cuilian likes, and she often forgets to eat it when she puts it in a jar.

"There's no bellflower at home, I'll buy you some tomorrow." Gu Zhicheng sat down and picked up his chopsticks, and ate the noodles with a bare smile.

Zhang Cuilian thought about the comparison between these two lives, and found that the difference was not only between herself and Gu Zhicheng.

In the previous life, Gu Zhicheng didn't know that he was also tired, maybe he also wanted to help him share the housework. It's just that that thoughtfulness disappeared in the ranting and complaining in the face of himself.

He saw that he had finished his meal with hard work, and he had washed up early. Naturally, I thought of it, and after eating, he went to wash himself after eating. Share the housework as a matter of course, and be able to rest earlier.

Seeing that the peanuts he likes to eat on the plate naturally thought of the bean curd he likes to eat.

It is also very simple for husband and wife to get along, be considerate of each other, understand each other, and share each other's burdens. What you want the other person to become, you don't need to be in your ears all the time. A partner is like a mirror, what you do and what he does.

"What do you think?" Gu Zhicheng saw Zhang Cuilian in a daze and couldn't help asking, "Are you too tired?" After eating in a while, let's go to bed. Oh, why do you just have a poached egg in your bowl? Come, give you this of mine. ”

Zhang Cuilian hurriedly clasped the bowl with her hand, and said with a disgusted expression: "I can't eat so much, one is enough." ”

Gu Zhicheng took out the egg yolk from the bowl and threw it in Zhang Cuilian's bowl: "Give you the egg yolk, if you don't like to eat the egg white, you will have it left." ”

Looking at his considerate appearance, Zhang Cuilian couldn't help but think that in fact, she served him like an old mother in her previous life. Just like every couple, follow his ass all the time.

While taking care of the two of them, they chattered that they had paid too much, and at the same time served their family diligently and scolded them for being lazy. It's as if you have to let your family know how much you've paid and how hard you've worked. In the end, they know in their hearts that you are tired and you work hard, but they are not grateful at all.

You're tired, you're willing. Rather than listening to you nag and lose your temper, I'd rather you do nothing.

Life is fleshy, and there is less anger and more tolerance on the body. It is very easy for others to be tolerant and understanding, and they are very willing to share and understand.

Zhang Cuilian feels that this is the foundation of today's marriage happiness, and it is this understanding and tolerance that makes the two children play soy sauce and are still as newlyweds.

But not all couples have this feeling, and not all wives can insist on being as gentle as ever.

While time took away their beautiful faces, it also gave them anxiety and anger.

"Die! It's better to go out and let the car run to death! Qian Meixia was standing in the living room, surrounded by things she had broken and smashed. yelled at the slightly drunk Fu Xin, hysterical and unscrupulous.

And the frightened girl next to her sat on the ground and cried, she looked around and wanted to seek refuge. But at this time, Park Shufen was at home in the countryside, busy with her grandfather about the noodle factory.

"Cry, cry, cry, know to cry." The irascible Qian Meixia dragged her crying daughter over, and her crying made her annoying.

raised his hand and hit the child's body mercilessly: "I make you cry, I make you cry!" ”

"If you know how to cry, you know how to cry!" Qian Meixia heard her daughter's crying even more tragically, and she didn't feel distressed at all, but beat her harder. Pointing to the child's face, he yelled: "Hold back, do you hear it, hold it back for me!" ”

After speaking, the hand that originally fell on the child slapped the girl's immature face fiercely。。。。。。