Chapter 212 It's Just God's Will

Zhao Sheng arranged things with Lin Yiyi and went out again.

I have one day off after running long-distance freight, and I only have today to arrange everything.

I first went to the logistics warehouse to collect this month's supply of 30 kilograms of coarse grains, 12 kilograms of fine grains, and six ounces of sesame oil.

Then I went to the canteen and took home the pig's trotters, pork intestines and pig ears that Master Liao had braised.

The weather is hot, so even if you get fresh meat, it won't last long.

Zhao Sheng also disliked the fishy smell of pig intestines, so he sent the meat to the cafeteria when he got back from his sports car yesterday and asked an old acquaintance to help cook it. Anyway, the cafeteria also had braised food and soup ingredients, so it was convenient.

Master Liao worked in the canteen and had no shortage of food. Zhao Sheng would occasionally help bring in some special-grade cigarettes and alcohol.

As soon as the man entered the house, Lin Yiyi was frightened by Zhao Sheng's robbing style of taking on so much.

She went into the inner room and turned down the radio before going out to talk to the man.

"Where did you get all these things?"

"This is the subsidy for July. It is also the food and accommodation for you when you return."

Seeing her cowardly look, Zhao Sheng felt that he could never love her enough and that she was always so mean and hurtful to him.

Thinking about business, Zhao Sheng deliberately said seriously: "You are not allowed to sleep in tomorrow.

You must pack up and wait for me at the fork in the road outside the factory before eight o'clock. I will drive you back to Zhaojiatun then."

Zhao Sheng placed two large sacks against the wall, and then took out the extra-large oil paper bag from the small sack.

This will definitely keep the greedy cat from craving for meat for half a month.

At most every half a month he would go back to the village to pick her up and take her back to the city.

Looking at the huge oil paper bag that the man placed tightly on the table, Lin Yiyi almost drooled after opening the two layers of oil paper.

Four big pig's trotters, two pig's ears and a lot of pig intestines.

The aroma of the braised meat filled her nose, and she exclaimed in surprise.

"Why did you buy so much braised food? It will take a month to eat."

Lin Yiyi's eyes were on the braised meat, but she was still paying attention to what the man said.

Seeing her greedy look on her face as she was unable to take her eyes away from the meat, Zhao Sheng just laughed out loud, and his gloomy look was gone.

And deliberately distorted the facts.

"Didn't you pester me with a long list before we set out this time? But I didn't buy the spareribs you wanted to eat. That stuff is hard to make.

The weather is too hot, fresh meat is difficult to store, and the smell of offal is also pungent.

I sent it to the canteen yesterday and asked someone to braise it for you. You can just eat it as it is. "

After hearing what the man said, Lin Yiyi was stunned for a moment, and she didn't come up with coaxing words as easily as usual.

She didn't throw herself into his arms and act clingy.

Her eyes swept across the small cabinet filled with snacks on the wall, then she looked up at the man beside her.

Yesterday and today.

This made her wonder: Is Zhao Sheng always so good to his wife?

Do you always keep your word and respond to everything?

Or rather...

Or...is it just like this to her?

But then he remembered the insults his mother-in-law had said and the fact that he had given wedding gifts to his ex-wife's two younger brothers.

When facing reality, there is no room for self-deception and self-righteousness.

Lin Yiyi was a little conflicted again.

It's a bit hard to tell.

Afraid of revealing her ridiculous emotions, she lowered her head and stopped looking at the man.

Thinking of Lin Yiyi's expression with watery eyes when she mentioned her perfect husband, Zhao Sheng couldn't help but be moved.

He wanted her to look at him like that.

He wanted to be the man she expected, so he continued to speak softly in a low voice: "I'll make you noodles with chili sauce and braised pork tonight, you will definitely like it.

After the rest has cooled down completely, you can take it back to the village and add oil and water. The braised food will not go bad even if it is kept for a week."

At this moment, the man's words made Lin Yiyi feel a moment of bitterness in her heart.

This man, who was separated from her by mountains and rivers, and across time and space, turned out to be the most considerate and kind person in the world to her.

She didn't dare to look up at him, she just lowered her eyes, looked at the table and said "hmm" softly.

Even when Zhao Sheng had something urgent to do, he was still able to consider every detail for her.

Arrange everything for her.

Lin Yiyi was deeply touched, and a crack appeared in an unknown corner deep in her heart.

In an era of food and clothing shortages.

These things are more than just food to fill your stomach.

It is not a simple meaning of one vegetable and one meal.

Is it good intention, care and concern for his wife, or is it something else?

Seeing Lin Yiyi being so greedy without even blinking, Zhao Sheng's smile became even bigger.

Seeing that it was almost time, I rolled up my sleeves and started to light the stove, boil water and cook dinner.

In order to make it easier for Lin Yiyi to eat, the man divided the steaming pig's trotter into several small pieces, cut a small piece of braised pork intestines and a few slices of pig ears, and left the rest untouched.

After the water boils, cook the noodles. Wait for the water to boil again. After a few minutes, take out the noodles, add some salt and chili sauce, and serve with the braised food for dinner.

Lin Yiyi sat at the round table, chin supported by her hand, watching the man busying in and out of the house.

The window next to the stove blurred the image of the man cooking outside because of the steam coming out.

The air was filled with the aroma of food and the sound of the radio.

This moment.

She seemed to feel at home for the first time.

She admitted that she loved it and wanted to have it forever.

But when it comes to taking off her protective shell and accepting her feelings with her whole heart, she is too timid and afraid to do it.

She was confined to the spot and dared not go beyond the line.

She is afraid of losing after gaining...

That was more than she could bear.

Dinner is served.

Taking the chopsticks from the man, Lin Yiyi smiled as usual and ate the noodles and braised food made by the man.

Seeing Zhao Sheng only concentrating on eating noodles, Lin Yiyi didn't like him being like this, so she took the initiative to help the man pick up a piece of pig's trotter with chopsticks and whispered, "You eat meat too."

The man just smiled and ate the noodles in big mouthfuls. After he finished the pig's trotter in the bowl, he didn't touch the meat on the plate anymore.

There wasn't much meat on the plate; it was obvious the man had prepared just enough for her.

Lin Yiyi could only take the initiative to pick up meat for him and share it with him over and over again without getting tired of it.

But the man picked it back into her bowl again and again.

The bitterness in her heart grew stronger, but Lin Yiyi suppressed her discomfort and continued to persuade him gently, "Please don't be like this, okay? Let's eat together."

Zhao Sheng shook his head and refused, saying in a deep voice: "Eat more. You will have to live frugally in the countryside. Don't share the food I packed for you with others.

If the meat is finished and I haven't come to pick you up yet, you are not allowed to leave the village for the town. Just be patient, understand?"

He is not at home, and no one will comfort her, so she must not cry.

Having said that, Lin Yiyi didn't want to distract the man at this critical moment over trivial matters, so she nodded and said nothing more.

If there is, it will be the same if we talk about it later.

After dinner.

The man quickly packed up the pots and pans, said a few words to Lin Yiyi, and quietly walked out the door.

But this time he didn't go to Director Xu's house.

Instead, he chatted with Zhang Yanli, a third-level worker, and pointed out to him that a wave of oil thieves had recently appeared on the provincial road leading from the provincial capital to other provinces.

They specialize in prying open fuel tanks in parking areas to steal diesel.

Not to mention it’s quite particular, he only stole half.

Zhang Yanli was a little confused. What did Zhao Shengda mean by suddenly asking him this out of kindness when he came to see him at night?

Doesn't he know that he has always disliked him?

Although he was the same age as him and joined the transport team a year later than him, he was promoted faster than anyone else and was superior to him.

"The position for the fourth-level worker has been vacated. There is no need to wait for a year and a half for the evaluation. The most capable person will be promoted."

Zhao Sheng didn't care whether he understood or not. He said what he needed to say and went straight back to the family compound.

If he is a fool and can't make a living on his own, then there is nothing he can do.

There was already a crack at the bottom of the cup, and the water that seeped out had already helped him set up the game.

The man in the dark night suddenly laughed, but the smile did not reach his eyes, which were full of coldness and bad taste.

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