If there is less money, then we must not hesitate, we must ask it clearly in person, immediately, immediately, and immediately ask it in person, if we go out and come back to find it, even if the king of heaven and Lao Tzu comes, they will not admit it; if the money is more for no reason, then put it in the pocket and take it home, and then decide what action to take when you understand it, of course, the probability of this situation is not much higher than the probability of a meteor hitting the head. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhao Yunfei has never gotten so much money all at once, when his mother used to send money to their brothers and sisters, she would also send 1200 living expenses, but this disaster relief fund was 900 yuan, which was a huge amount of money for him, holding it in his hand, there was a feeling of hot hands, this was not Zhao Yunfei's petty family, it was really because their brothers and sisters were poor.

In those days when there was no money, how could the word "difficult" describe all the pain, struggle and sadness in my heart.

"Yes, there is still a share of the disaster relief money, although the mother is not at home, but the mother's account is still there, and the disaster relief money should have her share, plus her own and Xiaoji's, it is exactly a total of nine hundred yuan!" Zhao Yunfei thought as he walked home, the joy was indescribable, you know, he and Xiaoji sometimes didn't even spend a penny for a whole month, isn't this nine hundred yuan a huge amount of money?

As the saying goes, people are in good spirits on happy occasions, Zhao Yunfei took brisk steps and soon arrived at the door of the house.

Han Tuo and Li Lanfang were looking at the door, looking at him, looking like they were about to leave to find Zhao Yunfei, and when they saw him return safely, they were very happy and welcomed him into the house.

"How is it?, are you okay?" Han Tuo was still a little uneasy, he had already held his breath, if he dared to move Zhao Yunfei again, he would make a big deal even if he tried his best.

Zhao Yunfei took out the stack of banknotes and raised it, saying, "I got it!"

"They're not difficult for you, great!" Li Lanfang breathed a sigh of relief, after all, she was a girl, and the last thing she wanted to see was fighting.

With the money in hand, for Zhao Yunfei, this matter is completely over.

As the saying goes: if there are no worries in your heart, it is a good time in life.

The matter of disaster relief funds has been well resolved, and the money received is 300 yuan more than expected, not only Zhao Yunfei is happy, Li Lanfang and Han Tuo are also happy for Zhao Yunfei, and for a whole afternoon, the courtyard of Zhao Yunfei's house is full of relaxed and happy atmosphere.

In summer, the sun sets late, and it is still very bright at six o'clock in the evening, and Zhao Yunfei, Han Tuo, and Li Lanfang are busy making dinner in the courtyard.

The main force is, of course, Zhao Yunfei, not to mention anything else, just talking about the noodles pancakes, Han Tuo can't, although Li Lanfang can be baked, but she said that the cakes are not as delicious as Zhao Yunfei's baked cakes.

The three of them also did a division of labor, Zhao Yunfei was responsible for making noodles and pancakes and stir-frying, Han Tuo was responsible for burning the fire and carrying firewood, and Li Lanfang was responsible for cutting, washing, and preparing spices such as onions, ginger and garlic.

Zhao Yunfei and Han Tuo are both young men, and now is the time to grow their bodies, and the amount of food is not small, so Zhao Yunfei deliberately made a few more bowls of noodles.

The snow-white flour was scooped into the porcelain basin, poured with water, the tentacles were delicate and sticky, Zhao Yunfei and the noodles, suddenly remembered something, a few days ago, he found that there was a mysterious handwriting in the sandwich of the belt on his body, and he had not been able to see it clearly, this sticky and soft flour seemed to be able to help, while thinking about it, he was not idle under his hands, just like that, a clear plan of action had been formed in his mind, and he decided to put this plan into practice early tomorrow morning.

Four pancakes the size of a fan were baked out in a row, and after the cake was baked, a large pot was still used, water was poured into the pot, and the two big fat pig's trotters that Brother Pork gave to Xiao Ji in the morning were stewed together, and a lot of green onions, ginger, garlic, and ingredients were put into the pot, which was told to him by Zhao Yunfei's mother when he was a child, if you want to be delicious, you need to put more condiments, Zhao Yunfei deliberately put some red bean curd soup, which is both color and seasoning, and the salt should be stewed almost before putting it, so that the stewed pig's trotters are tender and delicious.

Xiao Ji sat at the dinner table early, Xiao Hei also squatted next to him, two pairs of dark eyes staring at the stove tightly, saliva was about to flow out.

"Han Tuo, add more firewood, and collect the soup with a prosperous fire. Zhao Yunfei commanded.

"Okay. Han Tuo stuffed a large amount of firewood into the stove.

Zhao Yunfei asked Li Lanfang to peel out two green onions, personally cut the green onion neck into green onion slices, and prepared to fry another meat dish - green onion fried pork, there is no refrigerator at home, the weather is too hot, and the meat can't be stopped, so all the meat must be eaten today.

The fat hooves are fragrant, and the fragrance fills the courtyard.

"Get out of the pot!" Li Lanfang shouted happily, lifted the lid of the pot, and the hot steam accompanied by the aroma of meat came to her face.

Han Tuo's eyes lit up as he stared at the pig's trotters, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said, "Two pig's trotters, I think this arrangement is the most reasonable, Xiao Ji and I will gnaw on one, and you two will gnaw on the other ......"

Li Lanfang never let go of the opportunity to be mean to Han Tuo: "You are not stupid, so how good it would be if your clever head was used for studying." ”

Han Tuo retorted: "Cut, why do you study well? It's not for the sake of being able to eat and drink spicy food." ”

Zhao Yunfei was in a good mood and said with a smile: "There seems to be some truth." ”

Han Tuo was even more proud, dancing with his hands, and shouted, "How is it? Even Yunfei said that it made sense." ”

Li Lanfang patted Zhao Yunfei on the shoulder and said, "You just encourage him to talk about this fallacy, let him eat a pig sooner or later." ”

Talking and laughing, Zhao Yunfei had already completed all the procedures of brushing the pot, pouring oil, and fried meat with green onions, and in a moment, a large plate of fried meat with green onions was served on the table.

For a while, the courtyard was full of laughter.

The evening is the most leisurely and relaxing time period, Zhao Yunfei and the three of them played the landlord, and if they lost, they pasted notes on their faces, and after a while, the faces of the three of them were covered with colorful notes, and they played until nine o'clock at night Li Lanfang and Han Tuo went home respectively, and the three of them made an appointment to gather at Zhao Yunfei's house at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, and went to the town to relax and repair Zhao Yunfei's TV by the way.

Zhao Yunfei sent Li Lanfang and Han Tuo out of the gate, closed the big iron door, plugged in the door bolt, and returned to the house to let Xiao Ji go to sleep on the kang, but he laid out a pen and a notebook on the round table, sorted out the thoughts of the day, recalled the matter of selling eggs in the morning, why did Director Wang, who manages the market, have trouble with him? I think it is very strange, because he has never offended this Director Wang before, and Director Wang didn't even look at him when he set up a stall in the past, but today, Director Wang obviously came directly to him.

Suddenly, in the fragment of memory, a dark figure on a motorcycle appeared--it was Wan Daring Cao.

Zhao Yunfei instantly understood that the incident in the morning was all a ghost who dared to do it.

"you!" Zhao Yunfei squeezed out these three words from between his teeth, got up and carried the bench to the front of the large wardrobe, and took off the golden knife.

Zhao Yunfei held the handle of the knife with his left hand, and stretched out his index finger with his right hand to wipe it on the blade, the blade was slightly warm, but there was a cold air that shot directly into the bottom of his heart, and a burst of killing intent appeared in Zhao Yunfei's heart that he had never had before.

Although he had fought many times before, he had never thought of killing!

Zhao Yunfei shivered and thought to himself: "What's wrong with me? Murder is a crime, you will go to prison, and you will even be sentenced to death...... Although he doesn't have much legal knowledge, it is basic common sense to kill people to pay for their lives and repay debts, thinking of this, he looked up at his sister who had already entered the dream, and forcibly suppressed this evil breath.

The morning of five o'clock is slightly cool, which makes people feel refreshed and clear-minded.

Xiao Ji is still asleep, Zhao Yunfei has already gotten up lightly, this unwritten rule handed down by the ancestors of the Zhao family - men can't sleep lazy, Zhao Yunfei has always adhered to it, unless there are special circumstances, never violated.

After washing, he took off the long knife on the top of the big wardrobe and waved it in the yard, now Zhao Yunfei is more and more fond of this knife, for the material of the knife, he has not yet figured it out, but he has already made up his mind in his heart, he must not let others know the existence of this knife, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble, whether it is gold or copper, it seems that this knife must be of extraordinary origin, "the husband is not guilty, and he is guilty" , This is a bloody truth and lesson, and nowadays, the control of knives is very strict, and even kitchen knives are real-named, not to mention this kind of cold weapon with powerful lethality? No, it should be regarded as a hot weapon, this knife is always warm to the touch, as if it can generate heat by itself, and the news of this treasure knife is definitely not allowed to be known by the second person, including Han Tuo, including Li Lanfang, and even Xiao Ji can't let her see it.

Zhao Yunfei followed the usual procedure, moved his hands and feet in the yard, ran a few laps, and then came to the west wall behind the pigsty.

At this time, the injury on Zhao Yunfei's arm has basically healed, his physique has a very strong ability to heal wounds, when he was a child, he found that his wounds heal very quickly, and he can quickly scab and heal if he accidentally cuts a wound when doing farm work, this ability he has long been accustomed to nature, and has never thought to explore why, in fact, even if he wants to explore, there is no way, but this ability has also brought him tangible benefits - he has never delayed his work to support his family because of his injury.