Chapter 31 Jiang Lan

Shi Luo was speechless as he watched the person running away. This person must be suffering from hysteria.

Should I suggest to the captain tomorrow that he take Jiang Hao to see a doctor? After all, it is better to treat the disease as soon as possible.

Shi Luo closed the window and finished eating his roasted sweet potato before opening the oil paper package that Jiang Hao had sent him.

I'll just take a look, not eat it. I have plenty in my space.

He thought so, but Shi Luo couldn't control himself and stretched out his hands to Amber Walnut and Amber Hazelnut.

After the disobedient hand put the thing into his mouth, Shi Luo sighed, "Oh, it's not that I have a weak willpower, but this thing is too delicious, much better than the things in the space. After eating one, I feel the sweetness is just right, crispy and crunchy, and the fragrance lingers on my lips and teeth."

Forget it, I’ve already eaten it. Is there any difference between eating one and eating a pack? No, Shi Luo comforted himself while constantly putting food into his mouth.

He stopped only after eating one-third of the food. It wasn’t because he didn’t want to eat anymore, but because he was full. The captain’s wife’s cooking skills were really good.

Shi Luo wrapped the rest and put it in the kang cabinet, took out the milk powder and made a cup. After drinking it, he washed up and went to bed.

Shi Luo lay on the bed and thought aimlessly, it would be nice if life could always be like this.

The next day, Shi Luo slept until noon as usual.

After getting up, washing, eating and drinking, I staggered up the mountain with my backpack on my back. I was just sitting around doing nothing anyway, so I might as well go up the mountain a few more times to get some firewood for the winter before the heavy snow came.

I told Xie Chen and the others yesterday that I would not go up the mountain with them from today on. After all, the weather is getting colder and I really don’t want to get up early.

Li Zhe and his friends woke up at seven o'clock every day. It was so comfortable to stay in bed in such a cold weather. If they couldn't get up by themselves, they wouldn't waste their time.

When Shi Luo was slowly walking up the mountain, Jiang Hao just got up on the other side.

After washing up, Jiang Hao went to the kitchen to eat the breakfast his mother had left for him. He rummaged through the backpack and found that it contained meat prepared by Liu Cuihua, a total of nine pounds, including three pounds of wild boar meat, three pounds of mutton, two pounds of beef, one pound of venison, two mutton bones, two beef bones, and five pork bones.

The Jiang family got a lot of meat this time, and Liu Cuihua also spent a lot of work points to exchange for it. Although the Jiang family had many workers, there were also many who worked in the brigade.

Captain Jiang, Jiang He, Jiang Hao, Li Qian, and Zhao Xiuxiu can all earn work points. Except for Jiang Hao, the others basically earn full work points every day. Even the children in the family who can run and jump earn two or three work points from time to time.

Therefore, the Jiang family has no shortage of work points or food.

Jiang Hao hung the backpack on the handlebars, got on his bike and went to Jiang Lan's house in the commune.

Jiang Lan now lives with her parents-in-law. Jiang Lan's husband is Sun Jie, who is a junior high school classmate of Jiang Lan. The two have always had a good relationship.

Sun Jie is the only son in the Sun family. Jiang Lan and Sun Jie gave birth to twin sons in the first year after their marriage. His parents-in-law were so happy that Jiang Lan's status in the Sun family has always been quite high.

When Jiang Hao arrived at Sun's house, Jiang Lan was sweeping the floor. This is how it is in a dual-income family. Housework is basically done during their rest time.

Jiang Lan heard the knock on the door and hurried out to open it. "Who is it?"

"I, Jiang Hao"

"Hey, little brother, why are you here at this time?"

Jiang Lan was still very happy to see her younger brother.

"Isn't this the brigade distributing meat? Mom asked me to send you some."

Jiang Hao handed the backpack to Jiang Lan and sat on a stool in the living room.

"Why are you alone at home?"

"I'm too lazy to go out today, so I stayed home to do some work. My mother-in-law took the children to the park, and my father-in-law and Sun Jie went to work."

As Jiang Lan spoke, she made a cup of malted milk for her brother. Jiang Lan usually wouldn't drink this stuff herself, but she was willing to give it to her brother.

Jiang Hao took it without hesitation and drank it while warming his hands. Well, I'm afraid it's really cold after riding for half a day.

"Sister, what are you planning to eat for lunch today?"

The Jiang family only has two meals a day during the winter. They usually don’t cook at noon. If they are hungry, they can find food by themselves. The family will not help them.

Jiang Hao is the only one who is different in the family. If he is hungry, Liu Cuihua is still willing to give him something to eat.

But Jiang Hao had just ridden his bike for half a day today and was really hungry. It would be too late to eat at home, so he decided to have a meal at Jiang Lan's house.

"I'm hungry. My father-in-law brought back some dry noodles yesterday. I saw that the meat you brought included mutton. I'll cook you a bowl of mutton noodles. It's still warm."

"I'm fine with it. Don't you want to eat? Don't Aunt Sun and the children come back to eat?"

"I'm not hungry. My mother-in-law said she's taking her two children to her sister's house for dinner today and won't be back to eat. Okay, wait for me, I'll go cook the noodles first." Jiang Lan took the backpack and went to the kitchen.

Jiang Hao had a delicious meal of mutton noodles at his sister's house and rested for a while before leaving.

After leaving Jiang Lan's house, Jiang Hao did not go home immediately. Instead, he rode his bike to his black market base and gave the radios and watches he had assembled during this period to his subordinates to sell them. He also did some accounting and divided the money he had earned in the previous three months.

I stayed in the commune until about three in the afternoon before returning home with the 2,500 yuan I had been allocated.

Of course, the money was not put into the pocket but into the space.

When I got home, I stuffed five dollars into my mother's pocket and hurried into the house.

It’s not that they are unwilling to give more, but they dare not give more. Although Jiang Hao’s parents know that he makes money in the black market, they have always thought that he is just doing small business in the black market.

If Jiang Hao gave more money, Liu Cuihua and the others would be even more worried, so for the sake of his parents' physical and mental health, Jiang Hao only gave them five yuan a month.