"A man who can't drink a few buckets of pot-washing water can't be the head of a household, understand?"
Liu Chunhua has seen everything and understands everything. It just depends on whether she wants to understand or not.
When the fourth brother Jiang Jun assigned Feng Miao the job, Liu Chunhua served Feng Miao very well.
Now the only one the family can rely on is the third daughter. Even though she is their own daughter, they cannot treat her as their own daughter when asking for money.
Jiang Dashan's family relationships are rather complicated.
Before he married Liu Chunhua, he could never get a good bowl when the family distributed bowls, only a bowl with a cracked tooth.
When they first got married, Jiang Dashan was the head of the family and nothing good happened to him.
Liu Chunhua did not interrupt or ask questions, waiting for the pressure to crush Jiang Dashan like a mountain. Then she made a casual move, allowing Jiang Dashan to slowly stand up.
Whether at home or at the factory, Jiang Dashan gradually lived a comfortable life.
Jiang Dashan has the bad habits of men. At the beginning, he thought he was very awesome and that it was not Liu Chunhua's credit. Liu Chunhua did not argue with him. Jiang Dashan was confident that he was awesome, so she just sat back and did nothing. When Jiang Dashan was about to be defeated, she would take action.
After a few times, Jiang Dashan was completely dealt with and he had to rely on Liu Chunhua for everything, big or small.
Even though he is middle-aged and men are not good at certain aspects and urgently need to improve their self-esteem in daily life, Jiang Dashan was not annoyed when he was scolded by Liu Chunhua.
"You are amazing. I must have done some good deeds in my previous life to be able to marry such a good woman like you."
Liu Chunhua was so tired that her arms and legs didn't feel like her own: "I'm going to take a shower."
The winter sunlight has dimmed a bit, and the snow is thicker than the calves. Every household has hung golden corn cobs and bright red dried chilies on the cracked earthen walls in front of their houses.
Bare poplar trees stood by the roadside. The sun rose from their roots. In the evening, it turned into the color of salted duck egg yolk and slowly set from the treetops.
Another weekend, Jiang Zao took ten salted duck eggs to the research institute to find Xiao Shuisheng.
Seeing a few familiar researchers who had a good relationship with Xiao Shuisheng, Jiang Zao gave each of them two salted duck eggs. When Xiao Shuisheng came out, only four were left.
The man was wearing a black coat. He raised his hand to brush off the snow on Jiang Zao's shoulders and said distressedly, "You're wearing too little."
Jiang Zao looked at his jacket and said, "It's not too much. My mother added some cotton for me."
Sister Yan left her a few feet of dark blue cloth. The new jacket was made with a mixture of new and old cotton, which made it much warmer than last year. She also knitted herself a red scarf, which was neither too eye-catching nor too dull.
She handed over the lunch box: "Here, salted duck eggs."
"I brought ten here. If you meet your comrades, give away six. There are still four left, which should be enough for you to eat for a while."
Xiao Shuisheng took the lunch box and led her inside: "If I come out a little later, you will have to give the lunch box away."
He is not stingy. Even if Jiang Zao doesn't share it, he will share it. He knows that Zao'er wants to build a good relationship with his friend and bring him honor.
It's a bit of a bitter taste, but it's no big deal.
Jiang Zao observed his expression, and the man's unbelievably handsome face was reflected in his black eyes. He had a delicate appearance, with fair skin, a high nose bridge, and big eyes. His face was not tough, and he had a scholarly air.
He has a fierce aura and is righteous and inviolable.
Jiang Zao took a crazy look at it and pulled out a black sweater from under his cotton-padded jacket like a magic trick. Men's sweaters don't need too many patterns, as long as the stitching is tight and airtight.
Jiang Zao has put a lot of effort into the size. The angle from the neckline to the shoulder, the width of the cuffs, and the width of the hem are all calculated just right.
Snowflakes like salt grains fell down and hit Jiang Zao's face. She opened her mouth and exhaled a cloud of white air: "Don't worry, I've hidden the good things for you very well! No one can take them away."
In the warm sunlight, her eyebrows were curved and there was a smile on the corners of her lips, with a charming dimple on the side of her cheek.
Xiao Shuisheng's heartbeat became uncontrollable and out of rhythm.
The man's vigilance always tells him that it is risky to hand over his back to another person.
The object is Jiang Zao, and being able to stand with her is what he has always wanted.
The heat and desire in his eyes were brighter than the warm sun: "Thank you, Zao'er."
"I put it on at night and sleep in my sweater."
Jiang Zao was caught off guard by his laughter. She lowered her head with her hands behind her back, and her flowered cotton shoes nodded unconsciously on the snowy mountain: "Um... I have mentioned the marriage to my family. When your family is free, please come to my house to propose."
Snowflakes hit Xiao Shuisheng's face, melted, and the slightly cool touch kept falling down.
The snow is cold.
The wind is cold.
The horn in the distance is loud and clear, urging people to come to their senses.
Xiao Shuisheng's body was getting hotter and hotter. His heart seemed to be struck by an electric current. His heartbeat became rapid and violent. His sexy Adam's apple rolled. He was so happy that he couldn't help but ask, "Zao'er, what did you just say?"
The man's eyes suddenly brightened, his chest heaved violently, and he even swallowed nervously.
He heard it, but was afraid he had heard it wrongly.
Jiang Zao raised her eyes slightly, suppressed her shyness and said seriously: "If you have time, bring your family to propose marriage!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Zao was picked up by Xiao Shuisheng: "Zao'er! I thought I was dreaming!"
"I'll call home later. What do you want? Let my mother prepare it in advance."
Jiang Zao hurriedly pushed him away: "Put me down quickly, it's not good for people to see me."
People were coming and going, and Xiao Shuisheng was too excited to pay attention to his surroundings. He put Jiang Zao down, took her hand and walked towards the cafeteria: "It's almost time for dinner, you go eat first, I'll call home."
Jiang Zao felt there was no need to rush: "Let's eat first and then fight."
Xiao Shuisheng refused to give in and said, "Fight now."
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