Ding Maomao's mind exploded with the words that others had unintentionally said: Deputy Director!

So, that man is the deputy director of the county public security?

Ding Maomao turned his back suddenly, his back was attached to the big tree, and his heart was beating wildly!

Ding Maomao felt that she might have found a better way out......

Leaving from Li's house, Ding Maomao quickly returned to the Zhiqing Point, ignoring Jiang Lihua and others' insults and insults to herself, she took the basin and went to the kitchen.

In the past few days, Ding Maomao has been living in the cowshed, because he doesn't want to listen to Jiang Lihua's humiliation of scolding Huai, he has stepped on some points and came back to get rations, and he has never washed or anything.

Ding Maomao just wanted to boil water to wash it well, but when he saw the steaming hot water in the kitchen pot, he couldn't help but be stunned.

After coming back to his senses, Ding Maomao unceremoniously fetched water from his basin.

Then Jiang Lihua, who followed into the house, saw that she put her basin on the table with a "bang", and couldn't bear to push Ding Maomao twice, "You still want to be shameless!" Did you boil the water? Did you pick up the firewood for boiling water? ”

Jiang Lihua was really impressed by Ding Maomao's face.

This person's skin is thicker than pigskin, and he works in the field to pick the lightest and most economical, and when he finishes eating the rations when he turns back, he stares at other people who eat, and he never participates in picking up fungi and firewood when he goes up the mountain, but only thinks about picking up ready-made.

How can there be such a good thing?

Jiang Lihua reached out and pulled the basin in Ding Maomao's hand, "You give it to me, give it to me!" ”

The two of them pulled and pulled for a long time, spilled a lot of hot water, Ding Maomao was angry, stretched his neck and rubbed his dirty and smelly head against Jiang Lihua.

Sure enough, Jiang Lihua let go of her hand in disgust, and Ding Maomao took the opportunity to run out with a basin.

"Ahh You're still going to be shameless! Disgusting to death! Jiang Lihua stood in place, pulling the clothes that had been rubbed by Ding Maomao's hair, and stomped her feet angrily, "Ding Maomao!" You wait for me! I'm not done with you! ”

Ding Maomao didn't care about Jiang Lihua shouting behind her, she still had something big to do!

She walked into the house quickly with water, closed the door and quickly unbuttoned it, ignoring the hot water in the basin, she directly wrung a towel and began to wipe her body.

She didn't believe it, could everyone still be biased against Wei Lan?

Wei Lan's father is no matter how powerful he is, can he still be the deputy director of the county public security?

Ding Maomao thought, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

His gaze wandered aimlessly, and finally landed on Jiang Lihua's bed.

Next to the pillow on the bed, a thin jacket with blue flowers was folded, and Ding Maomao watched Jiang Lihua pass through, very foreign.

Ding Maomao looked at his only cotton jacket, the cuffs were covered with a layer of dirt, his eyes wandered back and forth on the two cotton jackets for a long time, Ding Maomao dried his hair, and didn't think about reaching out to put Jiang Lihua's cotton jacket on himself.

Their conditions are better than hers, she is just borrowing, what does it matter?

When he went out, Ding Maomao deliberately stretched his neck to look around the courtyard, but Jiang Lihua was nowhere to be seen, and it was estimated that he was still boiling hot water in the kitchen.

Ding Maomao breathed a sigh of relief and ran out of the Zhiqing Point lightly.

There was chaos outside, Grandma Gu didn't let her go out, so Wei Lan counted the things that Gu Chao bought.

A pair of big stick bones, two catties of pork, more lean meat and less fat.

According to Wei Lan, it is just right to make dumpling filling, but Grandma Gu feels that the meat is not good to buy.

The people who sell meat stalls eat public rice bowls, look at themselves as straight, and see that the people who come to buy meat are ordinary people, and it is common to watch the dishes under the dishes.

Each person is supplied with two taels of oil per month, and even if one drop of oil is put in each meal, it is not enough to eat.

(End of chapter)