When she came to Wang Ailan's house, she saw that Wang Ailan was making a nest, so she put the thank you gift she was carrying on the table, and then said to Wang Ailan: "Aunt Wang, I am here to thank Uncle Yong, if he hadn't helped send my brother to the infirmary in time yesterday, then my brother would be in danger." ”

"What's the matter, it's not right for neighbors to help each other, so you don't have to thank each other.

And the bag on the table you take back for Fusheng to eat, he is now in need of replenishment, you need to give him more good things. ”

"Don't worry, Aunt Wang, I will definitely not treat my brother badly, but this thing was specially sent by my brother, and you also know my brother's temper, so you can accept it, otherwise I won't be able to explain to my brother when I go back in a while."

Wang Ailan saw that Shi Qinghuan said this, and it would not be good if she didn't accept these things, so she said to Shi Qinghuan: "Okay, I'll take the things, but I can't do this again next time." ”

"Well, then I'll go home first."

"Wait a minute, someone gave me a few pieces of pig blood today, and you take two pieces back to stew sauerkraut and eat them."

Shi Qinghuan didn't refuse after hearing Wang Ailan's words, because she wanted to eat Mao Xuewang, but she didn't know if Mu Fusheng would do it?

A few minutes later, Shi Qinghuan returned home with two large pieces of pig blood, and then she asked Mu Fusheng, who was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, "Do you know how to make Mao Xuewang?" ”

"What dish? Haven't heard of it. ”

"Forget it, we'll eat hot and sour pork blood soup tonight."

"I don't eat pig blood."

"No, no, you don't even eat pig's blood? Then the last time I made sauerkraut stewed blood sausage, didn't you only eat sauerkraut? ”

"Hmm."

Shi Qinghuan didn't know what to say after hearing Mu Fusheng's words, so she could only say dryly: "Then I'll add another tofu soup at night, and there is just a piece of frozen tofu left at home." ”

"Okay, do you want a lunch break?"

"No, I don't sleep as much in winter as I get sleepy as I do in summer, so if you want to take a nap, go to sleep."

After Mu Fusheng heard Shi Qinghuan's words, he put down the newspaper in his hand, and then said to Shi Qinghuan: "Then I'll go sleep for a while, if you have something, call me." ”

Shi Qinghuan nodded after hearing Mu Fusheng's words, and then after Mu Fusheng went into the room to sleep, she walked towards the kitchen with pig blood.

After she put the pig's blood in the kitchen, she scooped some hot water from the pot, washed her hands, and walked towards the room.

When she got back to her room, she thought that she hadn't submitted for almost a month, and that she had just outlined her new story, and it seemed that she had been a little slacking off lately, which was a very bad omen.

Although she is not short of money now, who would dislike having too much money, and although the current housing prices are cheap, if you want to buy a good courtyard house in Beijing, it will cost you eighteen thousand, and the expensive one will cost twenty or thirty thousand to win.

Therefore, she has a long way to go to make money, because the existing unity in her hands is not enough to buy half a house.

Thinking of this, Qinghuan was a little autistic, but fortunately, the original owner's parents left her a big house, but it was a small bungalow, not a courtyard, which made her obsession with the courtyard even deeper.

Because every reborn person basically has an inexplicable obsession with the courtyard, she is naturally no exception.

So she didn't delay for a moment, and sat down at the table to start writing a new story.