"Don't worry, I'm your man now, your business is my business, I won't let this scoundrel affect our marriage, you just wait to marry me."

Learning from the appearance of the characters in the movie, after speaking domineeringly, Mao Xiaoming showed a shy smile again.

"Well, it's good for my sister to have you......"

"Sister Qin......"

Gee......

For the rest, let's make up the picture by yourself.

……

In the east cafeteria, at the back door of the kitchen, two figures walked out.

He Yuzhu took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and threw the cigarette case to Ma Hua next to him.

"I don't have to cook bitter rice recently, just return to normal."

"Thank you, master." Ma Hua smiled and took the whole box of freshly opened front door cigarettes, and said to the master with a wry smile: "But you don't need to do it, if you make a bitter rice again, the leaves of the surrounding trees will be gone." ”

He Yuzhu smiled when he heard this, this is really not nonsense, there are really a lot of leaves near the rolling mill, and they are almost bald.

Remembering the bitter sweet rice, it was originally a porridge made of rotten vegetable leaves, taro flowers, pumpkin flowers, radish tassels, wild vegetables, rice bran, and dried sweet potatoes.

One is steamed with cornmeal, dried yams, potato flour, bran, etc., so that you can also eat it.

The workers had no complaints.

Hey, who knows that there are positive people who say that it is not hard enough to experience the hardships of the old society.

Okay!

After this, how to suffer, how to come,

Let the cafeteria mix the leaves of the tree with the stick noodles and steam them.

At first, He Yuzhu could still think of ideas, elm leaves can be eaten, and they also have medicinal properties.

Eating elm leaves can clear away heat and diuresis, calm the nerves, relieve cough and reduce phlegm, insomnia, summer heat and cough.

The young leaves of the elm tree are wrapped in stick noodles, and oil, salt, and garlic are added.

Workers are still rushing to eat.

Later, it was said that it was not bitter enough, why do you make it so fragrant......

Well, these guys are crazy.

The group led people to make a bunch of poplars, willow leaves, wild vegetables dug from the outside, mixed with millet bran.

The wild vegetable soup made and the steamed vegetable nest are really unpalatable.

If you don't eat well, you can't do it, and the whole rolling mill workers are complaining.

He Yuzhu ate it for two days, although he didn't eat much, it meant that he also ate.

Don't talk about him, Li Huaide took the lead in eating......

Today's meeting is held, and the bittersweet rice has been temporarily stopped, and the resumption is to resume during the holidays.

If you don't stop, who can stand it, Li Huaide will be uncomfortable.

Li Huaide didn't dare to go against this fanatical crowd, he still needed the support of these people.

"Master, look, that's Qin Huairu."

Just when the two of them were hiding from the rain and smoking under the eaves at the door, and chattering, Ma Hua suddenly pointed to the small warehouse diagonally opposite.

He Yuzhu was stunned when he heard this, squinting slightly, through the heavy rain curtain.

At the door of the remote small warehouse fifty meters away, I saw the little widow with an umbrella smiling, and Mao Xiaoming, who was wearing a raincoat, was honest and excited, standing at the door of the dilapidated small warehouse and saying something, and the two left in a hurry.

He couldn't hear what the two of them said, and there was the sound of heavy rain falling all around, otherwise he couldn't see the two of them clearly.

After the little widow parted, she ran straight to the back door of the kitchen.

When he got closer, the umbrella was raised, and he was so frightened that he almost threw it away.

He Yuzhu and Ma Hua stood under the eaves and looked at her strangely.

Qin Huairu was stunned for a moment, his face turned pale, and then he forced himself to calm down: "Eh, Zhuzi, MCA, you are here!" I didn't say anything, and I was startled. ”

Ma Hua didn't realize anything, pointed at Qin Huairu and said, "Do we still need to report to you when we smoke here, what time is it, hurry up and go to work......"

He Yuzhu touched his nose, his nose was too sensitive and not good, and it smelled of **.

"Okay, I'll go." Qin Huairu smiled awkwardly, glanced at He Yuzhu, and then hurriedly left.

"Master, it seems that the rumors are correct! Qin Huairu really got involved with Mao Xiaoming. ”

"Really." He Yuzhu nodded thoughtfully.

"You said that this Mao Xiaoming has better conditions than me, he is younger than me, and he has no burden in life, why is he still looking for Qin Huai like this."

MCA is puzzled, if he has Mao Xiaoming's conditions, why can't he marry his daughter-in-law.

Of course, MCA was also curious to ask, he still loves Sister Hua very much.

"How do I know that! Maybe like you, you like mature women! ”

Seeing that MCA wanted to refute, He Yuzhu said again: "I like it too." ”

MCA smiled.

I really like what my master likes, and my mentorship is not broken.

Seeing him smirk, He Yuzhu slapped Ma Hua on the head: "What are you smiling, go back to work." ”

"Hehe, then I'll go back to the master."

After MCA ran back, He Yuzhu looked at the rain curtain and fell into deep thought.

The little widow, the white lotus, actually coaxed another innocent and unjust seed.

And the capital has been paid, and the two of them actually snapped, which is strange.

Could it be that Mao Xiaoming has given many benefits!

This is very likely, otherwise the little widow would not have been able to get up.

As for how much to give, this is uncertain, as far as Mao Xiaoming is so simple, there is no hair left that may have been deceived by the little widow, and the value will be thrown away.

That's not a lie!

I remember that in the original play, the little widow coaxed the stupid pillar for eight years!

I didn't let the stupid pillar get close for eight years, and after the little widow was menopausal, she had sex with the stupid pillar.

The little widow is ruthless!

I didn't think about letting Silly Zhu have children.

How dirty my heart is!

For the white-eyed wolf of the stick terrier, he can coax the stupid pillar for eight years, and the life of stepping on the horse has several eight years.

This time, Mao Xiaoming's fool is not the same as the stupid pillar, the stupid pillar didn't eat the meat, but this fool did.

At the beginning, the stupid pillar wanted to take advantage of it, but he didn't think about being responsible, and he was bold and small, and he couldn't eat meat.

This Mao Xiaoming is different, he will definitely take out a lot of things and give them to the little widow, otherwise the little widow, the lord who does not see the rabbit and does not scatter the eagle, can ...... Right.

Now the little widow should have no one to help her, and she found Mao Xiaoming.

I want to use this Hanhan to drive away Yang Erlaizi at home.

That's not going to work.

He Yuzhu rescued him back, just to let him punish the Jia family, cause chaos to the Jia family, and let you drive you away.

……

In the afternoon, after the rain stopped, He Yuzhu rode back to the courtyard.

"The pillar is back......"

"Pillar, this is moving back home?"

"No, come back and get something."

A few old ladies sitting at the front yard door chatting greeted him. In response to two sentences, He Yuzhu pushed the cart into the middle courtyard.

I went back to the house to take a look, and then turned around Jia's house.

There was a stench when he entered the door, and he almost didn't knock him to the ground, and he hurriedly ran out again.

"Who?"

Yang Er Laizi was lying in the back room, next to him was the fat daughter-in-law who was scolding, although this house was more smelly, but Yang Er Laizi couldn't feel it.

"It's me."

"Pillar, you wait, I'll come here." As soon as Yang Erlaizi heard He Yuzhu's voice outside, he quickly turned over and got off the ground, and walked out on crutches.

He Yuzhu saw that he was in tattered clothes, his body was black, there was a strange smell, and there were dots on his pants.

I'm Nima, what are Yang Er Laizi doing at noon!

"Pillar, you're here, hurry, come in, it's raining outside."

He Yuzhu frowned slightly, held the umbrella, took a step back, and said, "I won't go in, you take the umbrella and come out, let's talk about something." ”

"Okay, this house is also messy, and I can't entertain guests, hehe......"

Yang Erlaizi went back to the house, took an umbrella, and staggered out with a stick.

He Yuzhu took him to the eaves of his house, and saw his aunt coming out of the house sickly, and after seeing him, he smiled and asked when he would come back to live.

He Yuzhu pretended to wait for a while.

The old couple was worried that his family would not live in the courtyard, and no one would take care of the elderly in the future.