Chapter 93: All Wins
Huzi explained to Song Jiaojiao: "I'm afraid that when we rush over, only fish bones will remain." _o_m β
Song Jiaojiao: ...
Not to mention, it's really possible.
In the end, watching the Huzi family leave with the fish, Song Jiaojiao also happily carried the river shrimp home.
Song Zhifeng, who was paralyzed on the ground, felt that his fingers couldn't even move.
The person hiding in the dark came out at this time, and looked at Ma Erquan squatting beside him, Song Zhifeng said angrily: "Get out!" β
It was this guy who asked him to come over and grab Song Jiaojiao's fish, otherwise how could he have fallen to this point.
"Song Zhiqing, what's wrong?" Ma Erquan patted Song Zhifeng's face, looking like a hanger.
"Fuck your uncle, you didn't press your heart." Song Zhifeng was so angry that he wanted to die, but he didn't dare to turn his face, and now he couldn't help Ma Erquan beating him.
"Why am I not at ease? Your daughter-in-law can't eat, and you're not happy if I give you an idea, right? Ma Erquan said unhappily.
"Who knows, you're so useless? I can't even bluff a little girl, don't you don't have this girl who is not your own, right? β
Ma Erquan's words made Song Zhifeng feel that his man's dignity had been insulted, and he sat up and glared at him angrily.
"Don't stare at me, I'll just ask you, do you want money?" Ma Erquan waved his hand.
"How?"
Song Zhifeng was fed up with these days of not having enough to eat, if Zhao Lingling hadn't really given birth to a son for him, Song Zhifeng would have been eager to find Ming Jing to get back together.
But after finding Ming Jing, just ignore him.
"Minghong left a lot of good things for Mingjing, right? In the past few years, there is no shortage of money. β
This is also true, Song Zhifeng didn't go to work at that time, so he went to work for a month in the autumn harvest and Mingjing, which was not enough for a family of three.
But people are better than anyone else, and the clothes on Song Jiaojiao's body are bought directly by the supply and marketing cooperative.
Not to mention that there are few families in the village or in the town who can live like this,
Song Zhifeng couldn't help but squint his eyes, involving the wound, and said with a sigh: "What do you mean?" β
"There must be good things in the Ming Jing family, you bring people here, I'll go in and find it, how about we come out and let's go five-five?"
Ma Erquan made a gesture.
Song Zhifeng lowered his head and looked uncertain.
"Don't hesitate, what do you see Ming Jing has done to you? You live next to the pit now, you can't eat and sleep well, even Song Jiaojiao can deny you, do you still have any old feelings for her? β
"Let's only move money, don't be too ruthless, where is the relationship between Mingjing and the public security."
Seeing that Song Zhifeng agreed, Ma Erquan immediately smiled, hooked Song Zhifeng's shoulder and said with a smile: "That's right, you see that Mingjing is living like an old rich man now, let's take not much at all, and we won't delay her to live a good life when the time comes, we don't have to go hungry, isn't everyone good." β
Song Zhifeng looked at Ma Erquan's exposed yellow teeth, and the smell of exhalation was disgusting.
"It's okay if you want me to agree to this, but you can solve my wife's meal problem these days first."
Song Zhifeng looked at Ma Erquan and didn't say a word, more money is also a matter later, if he can't get good things today, his son will starve to death.
Ma Erquan: ...
In the end, Ma Erquan took a chicken that couldn't lay eggs at home and gave it to Song Zhifeng, and Song Zhifeng took it and left.
Ma Erquan looked at Song Zhifeng and couldn't help but snort.
Song Zhifeng glanced back, the door that was smashed and crackled, and snorted, no one is a fool.
After being beaten by himself, shouldn't Ma Erquan pay some responsibility.
When Zhao Lingling was drinking chicken soup in the evening, Song Jiaojiao was also stabbing the river shrimp noodles.
Song Jiaojiao offered river shrimp and tomatoes in the greenhouse, and Mingjing used all-white flour and a ball of noodles.
Cut into long strips thinly.
Stir-fry the tomatoes to get the juice, add the river prawns, and finally add boiling water, and a strong seafood aroma comes out.
Mingjing scattered the noodles in a pot of water, and after cooking, took them out and poured in the tomato river shrimp soup.
A bowl of beautiful river prawn noodles is ready.
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Song Jiaojiao ate a full meal, there was a knock at the door, and Song Jiaojiao saw that it was Xie Bihe.
What is he doing at this time?
Song Jiaojiao thought strangely, and after a while, she saw Ming Jing coming back with a dead pheasant and a cold face.
What's going on?
Song Jiaojiao carefully got off the stool, her stomach had eaten too much, she was afraid that she would vomit if she moved too much.
"I heard you were beaten?" Ming Jing didn't go out for a day today, so she naturally didn't know what was happening in the village.
Ming Jing knew the news from Xie Bihe's mouth at the beginning, and subconsciously her heart skipped a beat, and in a blink of an eye, she thought of Song Jiaojiao's lively appearance when she came back, and she was relieved again.
Listening to Xie Bihe talk about today's events in the village, the cold air on Mingjing's body rushed straight away, making Xie Bihe, who was talking about the process, tremble his eyebrows and regret whether he shouldn't have come here.
Fortunately, Ming Jing listened to it, and didn't say anything except the cold air on his body.
Xie Bihe hesitated for a moment and said: "Although Song Zhiqing is a delicate father, I think such a man who unscrupulously hurts his daughter is not worthy of being a delicate father." β
So why don't you think about me?
Of course, Xie Bihe didn't dare to say the last sentence, although he had a deep affection for Ming Jing.
Before completely clearing her innocence, Xie Bihe knew that he was not qualified to have a relationship with her. @Β·error-free start~~
She lost her job and her composition was low, if it weren't for Mingjing's smart thinking at that time, it is estimated that her property would have been confiscated.
When it comes to feelings, Ming Jing's attitude towards herself is much better now, and Xie Bihe feels that he can't be too greedy.
Seeing that Ming Jing was about to close the door, Xie Bihe hurriedly handed the pheasant in his hand to Ming Jing and said, "I didn't buy it, I hunted it in the mountains, Jiaojiao was frightened today, this chicken is considered to be made up for her." β
Ming Jing directly refused.
Does her daughter use someone else to deliver chickens?
As if seeing what Ming Jing meant, Xie Bihe opened his beautiful peach blossom eyes and said: "Jiaojiao is a very cute child, and I am very sad that she is hurt, I really don't know how this person can do it."
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gave Song Zhifeng eye medicine, Xie Bihe continued: "And Jiaojiao often sends me things, this chicken is a return gift from me." β
Xie Bihe's beautiful and delicate peach blossom eyes look at it with such sincerity and a hint of seduction, and everyone will sink into it.
Ming Jing turned her head without any waves, and saw Song Jiaojiao looking here curiously, as if she was about to come over in the next second.
Thinking of Song Jiaojiao's drooling appearance every time she saw Xie Bihe's face, Ming Jing frowned, took the pheasant over, and with a snap, the door was closed.
Xie Bihe touched his nose that he was almost hit. I thought I was going to speed up.
Song Jiaojiao looked at the big pheasant in Ming Jing's hand and said in surprise: "Where did this come from?" This tail is so beautiful! β
Ming Jing suddenly thought of Song Jiaojiao's last time that she wanted a chicken feather silk, and glanced at Song Jiaojiao meaningfully.
Song Jiaojiao, can't see me, can't see me.
Song Jiaojiao got a chicken feather as she wished and kicked it in the yard.
The pheasants were drowned with salt by Ming Jing overnight, and hung in the yard early the next morning.
Put a few in this way and it will become a salted chicken, and it will last for a long time when the time comes.
Qian Hong and Qian Ming waited at home for a long time, but they didn't wait for Village Chief Qian to speak.
Qian Ming was already anxious at this time, and when he saw Village Chief Qian coming back, he couldn't help asking, "Dad, can I still go to that job?" It's a good job. β
Village Chief Qian glared at him, could he not know that it was a good job? At the beginning, in order to get this king eight lambs in, he spent 60 yuan of oceans, just to make him decent, easy and stable.
But now that the above investigation is tight, Qian Ming's harassment of female workers inside has been reported, and the above attaches great importance to it.
There is a faint sense that he wants to get bigger, if it weren't for his wide connections and the use of money to suppress the families of those girls, Qian Ming would probably have to go in and eat guns this time.
Qian Hong was also anxious, thinking that she had let go of her words and wanted the principal to beg her to go back, but there was no movement for a week, and many people began to look at her jokes.
Village Chief Qian was annoyed to death and scolded: "You guys.
Why I don't want to deal with it? If you hadn't been caught by your pigtails, would I have been so passive? β
The corners of Village Chief Qian's busy mouth foamed because of these recent things, and these two ignorant children were still pestering themselves vigorously, Village Chief Qian was annoyed, and even scolded his favorite daughter.
Qian Hong pouted aggrievedly, sat on the stool, and played a petty role.
Qian Ming has been scolded a lot since he was a child, and Village Chief Qian's sentence is all for the sake of Qian Hong's face, and if the scolding is light, it doesn't matter if he sends it to Village Chief Qian with an enamel cup.
Said diligently: "Dad, you don't know, I divorced Guan Chrysanthemum's girl, I don't have a good job, where can the girl in the town be able to follow me." β
Village Chief Qian was angry, and let out a deep breath, he still had to worry about his grandson.
"Dad, that's it, you see I'm out of work, those who used to scold me, now all sneer at me, and everyone doesn't want to live anymore."
Qian Hong also played petty.
"Oh, my baby girl, you can't have this kind of thought, how good our girl is, it's those people outside who are blind, Qian Ming, right?"
As soon as Village Chief Qian spoke, Qian Ming hurriedly turned around and echoed: "That's it, our little sister, whether it's face or knowledge, that's it!" β
Qian Ming gave a thumbs up directly. @Β·error-free start~~
Qian Hong lay on the table and said leisurely: "What's the use of being good-looking?" Some people still don't look at you! β
Village Chief Qian's eyelids jumped, and he couldn't help asking, "Or that Xie Bihe?" β
"Well, Dad, what do you say is wrong with me, why doesn't he want to look at me?" Qian Hong has not been idle these days.
Every day, not far from the entrance of Dongshui Village, I knew what time Xie Bihe would get off work, so I dressed up early and waited there.
But Xie Bihe never looked at himself, and every time he didn't squint.