The so-called quality is not very good, for example, the color on the bowl has ghosting.

The porcelain of the enamel basin fell off some.

are all good and do not affect the use.

"Aunt Lan, the two of us really have a good heart!"

"I've asked someone to help us ask for the pot. ”

Ye Linlang happily took the things Chen Xuelan brought over, and quickly packed them into the stove room.

Cutting boards, kitchen knives, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and especially the heaviest pot, these are not yet available.

The stove here has only two stove eyes.

One is an open iron pot.

The other one is an aluminum pot.

"Otoko, I'll cook after eating. ”

Ye Yin stepped on the sewing machine intently, and said softly: "It'll be fine soon." ”

There are no chairs or stools here, and even Ye Yin steps on the sewing machine standing and stepping on it.

Ye Linlang divided the food into a bowl and put it in the front room, and handed a bowl to Chen Xuelan.

"Aunt Lan, you eat first. ”

As soon as Chen Xuelan picked up the bowl, she looked up and saw Yue Xuefeng at the door, he was carrying an aluminum lunch box, looking at Chen Xuelan cautiously, as if he wanted to step forward, but he didn't dare to step forward.

"Xuelan, this is the local chicken soup I stewed for you, you can taste it. ”

Chen Xuelan didn't want to see Yue Xuefeng's face at all, she walked to the back of the façade room, slammed, and threw the door open.

"Xuelan, I put the chicken soup at the door, you can bring it in and drink it with your sister-in-law later, it's good for your health." ”

Li Xiaoli in the supply and marketing cooperatives opposite saw Yue Xuefeng so humbly currying favor with Chen Xuelan, and the jealousy in her heart grew like a weed.

She also didn't understand, how did Yue Xuefeng, who was good at everything, fall in love with Chen Xuelan, a village girl?

Li Xiaoli grabbed a handful of melon seeds, stood at the door of the supply and marketing cooperative, and asked in a weird manner, "Brother Yue sent chicken soup to Xuelan again?"

Yue Xuefeng smiled shyly: "Comrade Li Xiaoli, can you please help me persuade Xuelan? Let her not be angry with me, there are thousands of mistakes, they are all my fault, don't take your own body to be angry." ”

When Li Xiaoli heard Yue Xuefeng's extremely humble words, her heart was extremely distorted.

"Brother Yue, I heard Xue Lan say, you want a divorce?"

Leave, leave.

is such a good man as Yue Xuefeng, it is her.

Yue Xuefeng showed a touch of bitterness on his face, "My mother did something like that, and Xue Lan should be angry, but I won't agree to divorce, Xue Lan still has my children in her womb." Comrade Li Xiaoli, in the future, Xuelan's tiring work, please share a little for her, I still have something to do, so I will leave first. ”

Li Xiaoli stared at Yue Xuefeng's back, and sighed in her heart, why is it not hers for such a good man?

The conversation at the door of the supply and marketing cooperative, word for word, fell into the ears of Ye Linlang in the façade room.

"Linlang, what are you thinking?" asked Chen Xuelan.

Ye Linlang came back to her senses in a trance, and said sweetly: "We have to go back to Jiameng Town today, Aunt Lan, do you want to go back with us?"

The director's daughter's red dress is ready.

A red dress with a simple and elegant style.

There is no excessive decoration, but there is a natural sense of luxury.

"Back. Chen Xuelan reached out and gently stroked her lower abdomen, "I want to divorce, and I have to let my father and mother know." ”

"I'm a little worried about the sewing machine right now. ”

Ye Yin looked at the sewing machine that she bought with a lot of money, and she was really worried that it would be stolen if it was placed in the façade room.

"If you really can't do it, I'll tell the director to put the sewing machine in the supply and marketing cooperative?" Chen Xuelan thought, the supply and marketing cooperatives have special people on duty at night, and no matter how bold the thief is, he will never dare to steal the things of the supply and marketing cooperative, "Or, I will give the doorman of the supply and marketing cooperatives a little money, and let him help us keep an eye on the point when he is on duty." ”