Song Shujuan sighed, this is her fate.
It's my fault for being so greedy that I had to come to her house for a free meal.
"That's not right. You can't make dumplings with just wild vegetables."
"There's nowhere to buy meat at this time."
Chen Lichu pulled Song Shujuan and mysteriously brought out a pot of pork.
"Where did it come from!" Song Shujuan leaned over to smell it, it was still fresh.
I reached out and touched it in disbelief, and it was still cold.
There are not many people in the village who have refrigerators.
"My future in-laws sent it here." Chen Lichu said proudly.
"Future in-laws?" Song Shujuan unconsciously thought of Yang Wenbin.
Is this young man's family so well off?
Do you all have refrigerators?
Her little girl really has no such luck!
What a good son-in-law.
"I'm telling you..."
Chen Lichu blabbered about how the Liu family had saved her mother-in-law and uncle, and how they had fallen in love with her Lu Yangming.
The corner of Song Shujuan's mouth was almost pulled up to the tip of her eyebrow. "This is weird. Why are so many people interested in your third child recently?"
Chen Lichu shrugged: "My son is excellent."
"You keep saying those unconscionable things." Song Shujuan rolled her eyes. "I think it's probably because of your mother-in-law's new partner, right?"
"Now the rumor in the village is very popular, saying that your mother-in-law has finally found happiness after suffering so much."
"It's right to divorce Lu Dazhuang. Otherwise, how could I have met such a nice old man?"
"Her new husband has a very good reputation in the village."
"He never haggles over prices when buying vegetables. Everyone in the market likes him."
"Tsk tsk tsk... it's nice to have money."
"Eh? Does your stepfather-in-law have any children?"
"If not, my goodness, you're going to be rich!"
"He owns Santana, so he must have quite a bit of savings, right?"
Chen Lichu felt noisy and stuffed the basin into Song Shujuan's hands: "Hurry up and make it, I'm dying of greed."
Song Shujuan rolled her eyes at her and said, "You want the horse to run, but you don't give it any grass to eat."
"I'll explain it to you while you do it. Just listen, but don't stop."
Chen Lichu was really anxious.
It's like holding your urine for a long time. It's okay if you don't go to the toilet, but as soon as you go, you can't hold it anymore.
The wild vegetables and meat are right in front of her, how can she not be anxious?
"Mom! I'm back!" Lu Yangming shouted in the yard.
He put down his bike and rushed into the house: "Is the meal ready? I'm starving."
There wasn't much food left in the factory cafeteria, and lunch was limited.
This made him so hungry that he was in a very tight spot.
"Aunt Song?" Lu Yangming was a little surprised when he saw him, then looked at the yeczema and pork on the table, "Dumplings stuffed with wild vegetables?"
As soon as I finished speaking, my saliva started to flow out.
Aunt Song's dumplings stuffed with wild vegetables were very much to his liking.
Since he was a child, whenever he smelled something, he would go to her house to eat dumplings.
He doesn't care whether others treat him well or not.
He has to show off a big pot today.
“Third brother, third brother!”
"I have something important to tell you."
Sun Yang stood at the door and shouted towards the yard.
Lu Yangming came out of the main room and saw that it was Sun Yang. He walked quickly to the door and asked, "What's going on?"
"My parents are at my grandma's house and won't be back tonight. Come to my house and listen to some music. I just bought some new cassettes!"
Lu Yangming's eyes lit up: "Did your family buy a tape recorder?"
"It's newly bought, let's go!" Sun Yang said, pulling Lu Yangming out.
"No, you go first, I'll come over after dinner." Lu Yangming thought of his favorite dumplings stuffed with wild vegetables.
Although Sun Yang didn't know why, it was okay.
Anyway, his task is to call Lu Yang over tonight and give him a big surprise.
His third brother will definitely thank him for the rest of his life.
"Okay, then I'll go home first. You can come over early after dinner."
Lu Yangming rubbed his hands. The Sun Yang family lived a really good life. They even bought a tape recorder.
He also wanted a tape recorder, but that thing cost a lot of money.
When can he buy it?
I don’t know whether his uncle likes listening to music or not.
If his uncle buys one, he can listen to it for free.
——
After dinner, Lu Yangming couldn't wait to ride his bike to Sun Yang's house.
As soon as I reached the door, I heard the most popular song "A Fire in Winter" coming from inside.
Sun Yang has really good taste!
Lu Yangming knocked hard on the big iron gate, fearing that he was immersed in the music and couldn't hear it.
Sun Yang heard the knock on the door and ran out.
"Third brother, you're here!" Sun Yang opened the door and pulled Lu Yangming in.
"I'm telling you, I've prepared some great food and wine!" Sun Yang said proudly, "Let's listen to music and drink at the same time."
"If you had told me earlier, I would have eaten less, burp~!" Lu Yangming bent his index finger and tapped his head lightly.
Sun Yang closed the door and dragged Lu Yangming into the house: "These are all good dishes to go with wine. You don't know how difficult it is to make these things now..."
Sun Yang stopped talking halfway through.
As soon as he entered the room, he poured Lu Yangming a full glass of white wine.
Lu Yangming took a sip of wine, smacked his lips, and sighed as he looked at the recorder: "Luckily your house is located on high ground, otherwise this recorder would be ruined."
"That's right. When there was a flood, I put it on top of the wardrobe. It's my sweetheart." The pride in Sun Yang's tone could not be hidden.
Picking up the wine glass, he asked, "How did you get this job back?"
Lu Yangming took another sip of wine: "Oh, let's not talk about it."
"Stop using all this mysterious tricks and just tell me. I'm so curious." Sun Yang smiled and punched Lu Yangming.
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