Her original heart had been adjusted very peacefully, but this peace was instantly broken when she faced Ye Qingqing and Xu Bomin walking again. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading.

Why can the person she has begged for many years easily let Ye Qingqing win her attention?

She could feel the temperature from Xu Bomin's gaze, which was different from the indifference when she looked at them.

He at least used the mentality of a friend of the same kind to Ye Qingqing.

It's exciting enough for her, it's not what she wants!

Ye Qingqing pits her again and again, where can she watch her life get better and better!

Just like Dong Yalu's gaze when she looked at her before, Ye Qingqing turned her eyes and saw Zhang Hong in the room lying on the window looking at the two of them.

I really can't learn how to behave!

Originally, she thought that it was Xu Bomin's hemorrhage this time, and she didn't mind letting Zhang Hong eat a good meal before leaving.

After all, when she returned to the city, their grievances in Hedong Village would almost be written off.

She later stayed in her Kyoto, and she stayed in her Banyan Castle.

In such an era when communication and transportation are inconvenient, they are afraid that they will never have the opportunity to meet again without special circumstances.

She didn't mind taking Xu Bomin's bought meat as a favor, but now ...... The friendship between them will always be as ruthless as the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves.

Snorted coldly, Ye Qingqing found a pocket when he entered the stove, wrapped the big bones and put them in a cool place.

The water needs to be washed and marinated, and a little more salt can be eaten for a few more days.

However, this kind of dirty and tiring physical work was handed over to Zhang Zhengang and them to do it well.

There is meat to eat, and they will certainly not have any opinion.

Zhang Hong put on her sandals and hurriedly walked out, she knew that Ye Qingqing didn't want to see her, so she went directly to Xu Bomin.

"Brother Xu, did you buy meat and come back? Isn't it yet next month? Did you get a meat ticket? ”

What she said was very annoying, and if she wanted to know where the meat ticket came from, she just asked directly, so she had to use this tone.

Not to mention Xu Bomin, even Ye Qingqing couldn't listen to it. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading.

She sneered, thinking that this person was not looking for trouble, and she didn't need to rush up and say something.

Xu Bomin would have kept his distance from the girls who had some thoughts on him.

So many things have happened during this time, and Zhang Hong's way of doing things has completely stepped on his bottom line.

So the people who were supposed to keep their distance, he will now walk around.

Zhang Hong was destined to get no answer, she stood in the stove angrily and looked at Zhang Luo's lunch with Ye Qingqing and Xu Bomin's tacit understanding, and felt that this scene was a little dazzling.

It's close to eleven o'clock at noon, and if you want to stew meat at this time, you will definitely not have time to eat it at noon.

Ye Qingqing cut the meat and put it near the water tank, the coolest place in this room is here.

Xu Bomin brushed his face, and they also bought a large piece of fatty meat, cut into slices and fried in the pot to burst a lot of meat oil.

Stir-frying or stewing with meat oil is better than the soybean oil used today.

And the most important thing is that they now use soybean oil in a certain amount, and they can only eat boiled vegetables in the second half of the month when they use more oil.

Now with meat oil, this problem can be alleviated a lot.

Ye Qingqing instructed Xu Bomin to light the fire, she cut the fat and put it in the pot and began to fry.

The smell of meat wafted out, and the room was filled with a strong smell.

Ye Qingqing happily fried all the fat in the pot into dry meat scraps, and then found a small basin to put up the meat scraps.

Serve the meat oil and leave a pot at the bottom just for stewing.

Put half a pot of beans, a few potatoes, and then stick the stick dough cake on the side of the pot, and when Zhang Zhengang and they came back, they had just entered the yard and had already left their saliva.

"How do I smell meat? Qingqing, did you go to town to buy meat in the morning and came back? ”

Zhang Zhengang never hid his foodie attributes, and was the first to rush into the stove, refusing to leave the cauldron with the lid still covered.

Ye Qingqing looked at him with disdain, a little stewed dish in meat oil could make him fragrant like this, if this was a big dish of pork belly directly served at night, wouldn't he faint with excitement?

"Ready to eat, you set up the dishes and chopsticks, and there are tasks to be handed over to you after eating."

Ye Qingqing has always been very measured, and the tasks assigned to them are always related to eating.

So as soon as her words fell, Zhang Zhengang cheered and went to the table.

Zhang Hong watched them get three sticky cakes again, and with a pot of fragrant stew, their stomachs were round after eating.

She secretly hated in her heart, she had been very peaceful during this time, why did these people still refuse to give her a chance to eat together!

Looking at the jar containing his bag of sorghum rice noodles, there is only one base for noodles.

She had already managed to sell the extra food stamps this month, and there was still a week before the end of the month, and this little noodle was not enough for her to eat.

She wanted to rub it with Ye Qingqing and them, but these people looked at the rice noodles very closely.

I don't know if it's intentional or unintentional, as long as they work in the field, the rice noodles will be locked in the house of the male intellectual.

She didn't have a chance to take the opportunity to dig a few bowls for herself.

Pitifully, she steamed a few cakes with sorghum rice flour for herself, and she took small bites of it, hoping that she would become less hungry after eating it slowly.

When she was eating, she sat next to Ye Qingqing and the others at the table, and her pitiful appearance was like they were bullying her.

Wang Wenjiu couldn't see this kind of scene the most, and wanted to give Zhang Hong half a cake, but he was kicked by his younger brother.

Zhang Hong consciously went to sell food stamps, which was hidden, but a few people in the youth store did not know about it.

She wants money to die like this, and she has to sell food stamps when she is hungry, which is not worthy of sympathy at all.

So no matter how pitiful she looked at herself during this time, they turned a blind eye to what they should eat and drink.

Ye Qingqing ate quickly, her rations were the same as those of several male intellectuals, and she was now cooking three meals a day, so she didn't have the slightest idea of sacrificing her stomach in exchange for the protection of male intellectuals.

There is Zhang Hong staring at the side, although several people are too lazy to take care of it, but it is a little awkward to be stared at like this.

So this lunch was eaten quickly, and when Ye Qingqing put down the dishes and chopsticks, the other people also finished eating at about the same time.

She got up and took out the string of water from the side of the water tank, "You don't need to take a nap later, pack these things up, and I can just brine them out if I don't go to work in the afternoon." ”

The few people who were still stinking suddenly came to their senses again.

Ye Qingqing's craftsmanship has been fully experienced by them during this time.

It's the simplest meal, but it's always made into a big pot because of the large number of people.

But the taste of this big pot of rice is very good, even if they have never eaten enough, but the satisfaction in their hearts is a little lingering.

Zhang Zhengang and the pig went into the water to struggle, Ye Qingqing stretched his waist, and went back to the house to take a nap under Zhang Hong's resentful gaze.

The feeling of not having to go to work is really good, Ye Qingqing stretched her waist comfortably, thinking about whether Zhu Yuejin could accept it if she was there until the autumn harvest.

Although that man is fair in everything, he is the perfect candidate for captain.

But this kind of fairness also made him a little tendoned, and Ye Qingqing didn't like one of his tendons at all.

Zhang Hong struggled for a while with the struggle of whether to eat another cake, but still endured and wrapped the remaining cake in a cloth and put it on the side of the water tank.

Just when I got up, I saw Ye Qingqing rolling a bag of bones and meat that were placed there, and there were also meat scraps she had fried on the side.

What to do, she really wants to eat these.

Wait a minute, Ye Qingqing wants to sleep, do you want to wait for her to fall asleep and steal a little out?

Zhang Hong drooled desperately over those bags of things, and Zhang Zhen saw such a scene as soon as he entered the house.

He raised his neck and shouted to Xu Bomin, who was reading in the room, "Bomin, do you still have anything left by the water tank?" Beware of being robbed. ”

Zhang Hong, who was at war with heaven and man, blushed with shame when he said this sentence instantly.

She got up angrily and wanted to scold back, but saw Zhang Zhengang take the coarse salt particles and go to the yard again.

She took a deep breath, what's the big deal, isn't it just a piece of pork.

When she returned to the city and had her own job, she didn't eat whatever she wanted.

Ye Qingqing: They will stay here as farmers for the rest of their lives!