The people were scattered, and the courtyard was empty.

She was the only one left in the huge courtyard!

Zhang Qiaolan looked around, everyone was gone, and no one asked her if she was hurt!

No one came to help her!

The bottom three of the family are rotten, and they are cheap goods with no conscience.

The previous daughters-in-law were still rushing to slap her!

Unprofitable sluts who can't afford to be early!

Think that slut is what he says?

Hum!

When she's gone, the house will still be hers!

Slip into five rooms, those sluts who see the wind and rudder, don't even want to live in one!

The dead old woman, who looks ruthless on weekdays, turns out to be a coward, and she can't even hold a granddaughter-in-law who has no mother! I can't open my mouth when I am scolded by others!

Zhang Qiaolan scolded the Meng family in her heart!

The north wind howled, and the sharp wind blade wrapped the floating soil on the ground and smashed it on the face! The wind blade slid like a knife, and there was a tingling pain on the red and swollen cheeks!

Zhang Qiaolan twisted her frozen numb body a few times,

hurt

Ankles, back, neck, cheeks, there is no place in the whole body that does not hurt!

Dead slut!

The old lady has to take off your face today!

In three years, relying on the people of Li Jiawa in the pickle factory, life can be regarded as living!

After eating a full stomach and having surplus food, you don't have to lie on the kang with a hungry stomach for cat winter!

The last batch of goods was delivered yesterday, and Meng Jiasheng took people to take stock of the accounts and tidy up the factory!

In three years, the pickle factory has expanded from the original three rooms to three buildings today, plus four large warehouses!

There are more than 20 workers at the beginning, and now there are more than 500 people, among these people, in addition to the dozen or so people arranged by the town and county, the rest are Li Jiawa and the villagers of Xiaoli Village!

The pickle factory opened its doors today, and the villagers spontaneously took brooms, shovels, sweeps, wipes, the ground should be flat, and the shovels should be shoveled!

A group of big men, talking about meat, teasing each other, and their movements are non-stop!

Meng Jiasheng looked at the numbers on the book, crossed his fingers, and said over and over again, five digits!

The one at the top is nine!

One, two, three, four,... Seven, eight, nine!

"Dayou, this is nine?"

LI Dayou,

Ask him

He knows other people, but they are not familiar with him!

Li Dayou bucketed Li Changqing on the side, Qingwazi finished reading junior high school, he should understand it!

Li Changqing took the account book and counted it!

"Ninety-five thousand three hundred and eighty-five three cents!"

"So much?"

"Isn't that wrong?"

Throw the old man's pen on the table, get up and go!

miscalculation,

He's a math professor, can he be wrong about this account?

Hum!

Too lazy to talk to a group of illiterate people, put the old man behind his back, hum a little tune, and go home!

Today's Chinese New Year's Eve, that kid from the Meng family entered the mountain with a group of people early in the morning, he had to go back and prepare his things, and wait for the good apprentice to send the rabbit!

Speaking of that little bastard, he said that he would help him keep the accounts, but he slipped away after a while, and said that he would go home to see his sister, and he would come in a while!

hum

The accounts are all settled, and that little bastard doesn't even have a shadow, so he must be coaxing the child at home again!

His mother has never seen such a stupid person! I can't look at a milk doll!

The old man hummed a little song, walked the path to the courtyard of the Meng family, pushed open the door panel that blocked the wind, and a wave of heat came to his face!

"Master, I'm back!"

When General Yi heard the voice, his eyes moved away from the book, he looked up at the door, and saw that it was his grandfather who said hello and put on his shoes and went down to the kang!

Lift the lid of the pot, steamed buns, steamed buns, and a pot of fried golden small fish, small shrimp!

"Sent by Dabao!"

"No, Dabao didn't come, it was brought by the fourth sister!"

"Hmm!"

No wonder I didn't see any wine!

General Yi looked at his grandfather's face and drooped down, hey, that kid Dabao, he raised the old man's mouth!

General Yi took out the small iron kettle of hot wine, scalded it with hot water, and put it on the kang table!

Old man!

This bastard boy, it's useless to take a pot out of wine and get a fart!

The old man pinched a small fish and put it in his mouth to chew, the fragrance is fragrant, but there is no wine, and the taste is a little worse!

"Master, you haven't washed your hands again!"

"Get out!"

Blind and exquisite!

When he starves, he can pick up the dregs that fall on the ground and stuff them in his mouth!

Wash your fart hands!