I gave the tomato to Grandma Xu and looked at her hair, which was still combed meticulously and looked even whiter.
"Grandma Xu, are you feeling well?"
"I'm fine. I don't have any serious illness. It's normal to have a lot of minor ailments at this age."
“…”
After talking with Grandma Xu for a while, Song Jiayu sighed and went out. It was obvious that without Old Xu at home, Grandma Xu's spirit was not as good as before.
Director Shen's home.
Maybe two tomatoes are nothing to the factory director's family.
But Yang Zao thinks this kind of thought is rare.
"You haven't asked me to go to Tianshui Lane to listen to gossip recently~" Yang Zao said this with a sense of resentment in his tone, but because of the soft Wu dialect, it made people feel like he had become the cruel and unfaithful man.
Not only Song Jiayu was sitting on the sofa in the hall, but Director Shen was also there.
The gaze staring at people felt like the captivating light emitted from the two huge eyes of a big evil dragon.
My back feels cold!
Is Song Jiayu the kind of person who would be afraid?
She sobbed and fell into the arms of the beautiful Yang Zao, feeling the soft fragrance of her jade-like body, and cried, "Oh, Sister Yang Zao, your Director Chen is glaring at me! He's glaring at me! Oh, oh~"
After being reported, Shen Xiyan's glare became even more fierce.
Chen Xiyan: You’re such a good wife, Jiang the Electrician! Not only are you taking up my wife’s time! You’re also taking up my wife’s arms! That spot is clearly mine!!!
The evil dragon roar from Shen Xiyan was stopped by Yang Zao before it could be uttered.
First he glared at Director Shen again, then he comforted Sister Jiayu.
Shen Xiyan's eyes turned red when he heard the soft Wu dialect.
It can also be heard that Song Jiayu couldn't help wanting to touch the beauty. How could Director Chen, a rough man, marry a beauty like Sister Yang Zao with such a rosy complexion?
This mature, beautiful, and charming older sister is so cool!
Until Song Jiayu, who had taken enough advantage, left, Shen Xiyan, the evil dragon, came to his wife, shed a few crocodile tears, and begged his wife to compensate him.
That night, Yang Zao felt that her fair and smooth skin was about to break.
The dragon's mouth was truly cruel.
That night, at dusk, every household in Tianshui Lane turned off the lights and went to sleep.
The same is true for the Kong family.
In the quiet courtyard, the slightest sound would seem abrupt.
The Ren family members, who had evil intentions, had to be extremely careful. Whether they were walking or climbing the wall, they maintained a cautious attitude and successfully entered the Kong family courtyard without making any sound.
In the dim night, the Ren family members, who were unable to speak and had to rely on gestures, had shining eyes.
They entered the kitchen of the Kong family courtyard.
The small kitchen consisted of a stove, firewood piled against the wall, and a square wooden table with stone legs.
Ren Wumin recalled the scene in his dream and pointed to the firewood.
The remaining three people immediately approached the firewood, took it down one by one from the top, and placed it casually on the ground on the other side.
They moved very quickly, with great excitement, as if they didn't know how to get tired. They gently moved all the firewood away, revealing a piece of mud underneath.
The four of them didn't need to gesture anymore and started digging the soil with the shovels they brought. When they dug down, they felt something. In order to avoid making any noise, they dug the rest with their hands.
The more they dug, the more they found. A wooden board appeared, which made the four people's eyes light up. Then they also saw a padlock that locked the board.
"The thing must be under the wooden board." Ren Wumin said. In her dream, there was only something under the firewood, and she didn't dream in detail that there was a lock on the wooden board.
"What should we do then?" someone asked in the dim light.
"Why not start with the Kong family and steal the key?"
The man who said this was hit on the back of the head by Ren's father, who said with a tone of disgust: "Do you know which key to the Kong family is this? Such a precious key, you can't find it even if you dig three feet underground. Don't talk if you are stupid."
After being scolded, Ren's father fell silent. He tried to break the lock with great force, but it was of no use.
"It seems we can't dig it out today. Let's restore this place first, and then go back and think of a way to get the key from the Kong family. If we really can't get the key, we can only implement your little sister's plan and kill the Kong family members one by one, and then occupy the Kong family's yard. That way, no matter how loud the noise we make in the kitchen, no one will know or investigate further."
Although Mr. Ren's face was not clearly visible when he said this, the harshness in his tone could be heard.
But the other people in the Ren family agreed and did not take the lives of the Kong family seriously.
The four of them quickly filled the soil and piled the firewood again. After doing everything, they stood in the kitchen and stared at the pile of firewood, their hearts extremely hot, and finally turned around and left.
Tathagata was very cautious when he came, and the Ren family was also very cautious when they returned.
The sun comes out to work early in the morning.
As day breaks, the entire Tianshui Lane gradually becomes filled with the scent of everyday life.
The same is true for the small Jiang family.
As Zhao Qiuqin and Song Deming, who were both restless, got up, one went to the balcony to tend to the vegetable field, while the other was busy in the kitchen. Soon, the aroma of this morning's breakfast wafted from the kitchen, waking up the stomachs of those who were still sleeping in the house.
When breakfast was almost ready, Zhao Qiuqin uttered an indiscriminate attacking cry, and only the two little piglets who were sleeping soundly were pampered by their mothers.
The two houses next door are even more lively.
The Cao family had a big quarrel between the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law. Duan Lian got up early to cook, and old lady Cao watched Duan Lian make breakfast with her own eyes. If she added two drops of oil, she would say it was a waste. If she added a little more rice, she would say that there were only a few people in the family and so much was needed. If the fire was too big, she would say that each piece of firewood was worthless!
At the beginning, Duan Lian was still showing off her White Lotus skills, crying and attacking Cao Quan, but in the face of tantrums and moral kidnapping, Duan Lian's White Lotus skills were only minor and not very powerful.
Old Mrs. Cao always said, "I worked so hard to raise you." What else could Cao Quan say or do?
Because Bai Lianhua’s skills were not useful, Duan Lian changed his approach and directly fought back.
It's like this now.
"The steamed buns I made are not tasty. Mom, you can say so much. You must make them delicious. I'm looking forward to the breakfast I make today."
Duan Lian didn't argue with Old Lady Cao at all, as that would be too embarrassing, so she just left.
The Zhu family on the other side.
Every morning was like slaughtering a pig. The one to be slaughtered was Yang Mei, and the two little brats of the Zhu family were like dead pigs. They couldn't get up, or they simply didn't want to go to school.
The Zhu family never heard Zhu Daneng say a word all day long because he didn't care about anything. He didn't care whether the children had enough to eat or whether there was food at home. He only cared about himself.
What I hear most every day is Yang Mei’s complaints and roars.
The same thing happened this morning.
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