Chapter 18 Chapter 18 Watching a movie and liking the projectionist, raiding the house...
The skinny old lady's eyes were as big as copper bells. She forced Mrs. Sun to take the eggs, and happily put her own into her pocket.
She could not only watch the fun but also get something for free. This was the first time she had encountered such a good thing in her life! Otherwise, people in the city are smart!
Not only her, but people around her also looked at her with envy. One egg could be exchanged for two small boxes of matches, a large white steamed bun, or half a handful of granulated sugar. Even if she didn't exchange it for anything, she could just use it to make a bowl of egg tea for her own child. It was all free anyway!
——Why is it not their turn to have such a good thing? Aren’t they just the first ones to stand up and say a few fair words? They have no guilty conscience!
While thinking about it, they silently memorized Song Ruan's face - this young educated youth is really honest. If there is such a good thing next time, no, if they are bullied by others, they must not let this opportunity go.
People's joys and sorrows are not the same. Grandma Sun just felt that she was really cursed today. She didn't get any advantage, she cursed people but didn't get the result, she fell down and had to pay three eggs. How could there be such unfair things in the world!
He was so heartbroken that his eyebrows and nose twitched, but he didn't dare to cause any more trouble in the face of the captain's anger. He didn't even want to chase after the damn third brother's wife anymore. He covered his heart and went back to his room to lie down, cursing.
Seeing that her mother-in-law didn't come to chase her, Ye Xiang hesitated and turned back, and slowly moved closer to Zhao Weimin.
She didn't dare to go into the yard and make a scene to attract her mother-in-law's attention. She stood at the door and held Zhao Weimin's hand, hesitating: "Are you telling the truth?"
Zhao Weimin pointed to the sky and the ground: "Don't you know my feelings? I really just felt that Sister Bai was pitiful, so I went to help her, but I didn't expect to trip over the grass and fall. There was a stone next to me, and Sister Bai helped me to cushion it. That's why people misunderstood me."
Ye Xiang exclaimed, leaning down to pull open his trouser legs to see: "Falling on a rock? How are you? Are you feeling unwell?"
Song Ruan heard Hu Yan, who was supporting her on the left, let out a long breath.
Zhao Weimin covered his trouser legs and said, "We are country folk. What's the big deal about falling down? Besides, thanks to Sister Bai for blocking the blow, I'm fine."
Ye Xiang was mostly satisfied, but still a little dissatisfied: "Then you can't touch her either."
Zhao Weimin said affectionately: "I am just doing good things. Don't you understand my personality? Isn't that why you like me? If I change, wouldn't there be one less shining point that you like?"
Ye Xiang blushed and pushed him: "Say whatever you want to say."
After thinking about it, she was still unhappy, so she gritted her teeth and said, "Then you are not allowed to help her fetch water in the future. I will fetch it for her!"
Zhao Weimin was deeply moved: "I knew you understood me!"
The two of them walked into the yard sweetly.
The people around were amazed by what they saw.
A man with only two hairs on his head was very envious: "Tell me, how did Weimin make his wife so devoted to him? Why can't I meet such a person?"
People around him teased: "Wu Erlaizi, you said this, aren't you afraid of being teased by your wife when you go back? Do you think everyone is like Weimin's wife?"
Hu Yan beside her made a creaking sound of gritting her teeth again, and veins bulged on her forehead. Anyway, the fun was over, and Song Ruan was afraid that she would faint from anger on the spot and ask him to take care of her, so she immediately ordered her to help her go home.
She looked like she was about to die and was helped by two people to sit on the kang. They were busy spreading a mat, spreading the bedding and pouring water for her. She lay down like a weak willow in the wind.
After all, they fought side by side, and the relationship between the three of them became much closer. The other two didn't rush to leave and sat down to chat with her.
Han Zhenzhen looked at her small courtyard and envied her: "You live so comfortably by yourself."
Song Ruan also politely comforted: "I moved out and you slept in the inner room by yourself, isn't that the same as living alone?"
Han Zhenzhen thought about it and realized that it was indeed the same. The main reason is that she doesn't dare to move out if she is really asked to do so. Her father said that girls like her have to participate in group activities when they go to the countryside, and if she doesn't obey, he will break her legs.
The two chatted absentmindedly, their eyes fell on Hu Yan who was still angry - what was going on with that female educated youth just now, they were curious.
Hu Yan needed someone to vent her anger on. When the two of them stared at her like that, her pent-up frustration burst out like a flood: "I've seen a ghost. I'm friends with such a brainless guy!"
Han Zhenzhen, who had a big bump on her head, smacked her lips a little unhappily, but curiosity got the better of her and she resisted the urge to interrupt.
"Ye Xiang and I grew up in the same courtyard, so it's not too much to say that we are sisters, right? I'm really pissed off at her! You don't know her. She likes teachers when she's studying, doctors when she's sick, sales clerks when she's buying things, projectionists when she's watching movies, and Little Red Guards when they're raiding homes. She likes them to death and no amount of persuasion can stop her!"
Song Ruan could even see the smoke coming out of her head.
Han Zhenzhen's mouth opened like a duck egg: "Search, search the house, like red, red soldiers?"
Hu Yan realized that her words were ambiguous, and quickly tried to make amends: "No, no, Ye Xiang is a member of the Red Five Categories. She saw the Little Red Soldiers raiding other people's homes and fell in love with them."
That's explosive too.
Song Ruan's pupils trembled.
"You know, Little Red Soldier..." She showed a disgusted expression, but didn't say it directly, "When the Youth League Office came to her house, his mother was relieved, thinking that she could calm down by not seeing anyone at a distance. Yes, she calmed down about Little Red Soldier, and after Zhao Weimin did some work for her a few times, she started again!"
"Her mother wasn't here to persuade her, so I tried to persuade her and said that I didn't understand love, but she married right away with her bag on her back."
Hu Yan pounded the table on the kang.
Song Ruan reached out a hand from under the quilt with sympathy and patted her gently: "You've worked hard."
After Hu Yan vented her anger, she felt much more relaxed. Seeing Song Ruan lying there sick, she pulled Han Zhenzhen up and said, "You should have a good rest first. We have to go back too."
Song Ruan groaned: "Oh my waist... I won't send you off."
"No, just lie down."
"Help me close the door."
"knew."
Hearing the door creaking shut and the footsteps fading away, Song Ruan jumped up from the kang, bolted the door, and then rushed to the kitchen to cook for herself.
Watching a play and cheating people is very tiring!
The fried pork slices and big meat buns packed for lunch were steamed over water, and an egg she won was cooked underneath. It was a dinner that made people happy both materially and spiritually.
The system in my mind smacked its lips: "You humans are really interesting."
Song Ruan kept four and put the remaining buns in the space to prevent them from spoiling: "This is called popularity!"
After finishing her meal, she looked at the greasy lunch box and felt too lazy to move. She thought to herself, "System, I heard you cracking melon seeds today, especially when Grandma Sun and Ye Xiang were fighting. You cracked them so hard that they made a clicking sound."
The anti-semen system hummed
[What, you want it too?] 】
Song Ruan remained calm: "No, I want to ask you, you didn't just throw the melon seed shells into my brain, did you?"
The anti-essence system was furious:
[You think I'm some kind of uncultured leader! 】
[Not to mention that everything in my lounge can be cleaned automatically. No matter how I throw things around, I can't throw them into your head. Has your brain been eaten by zombies? Is there so much space inside? 】
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She quickly coaxed it: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was just judging others by my own standards.
Then he continued to ask in a nonchalant manner: "Your lounge can clean itself automatically? That is, if something is dirty, as long as it is in your lounge, it will automatically update and become clean? Is it only the things that come with your lounge that can do this?"
The anti-jing system said disdainfully:
[How can it be so low-end? It must be all right.]
"Yes, yes, yes," Song Ruan praised it, and finally revealed her true intentions, "All~~Then can you help me clean the lunch box?"
Anti-semen system:
【? ? ? 】
Song Ruan's voice was as sweet as the rising and falling tides in the spring: "System~~You are the best~~This is the one on the table, thank you."
【6】
The system cursed and took her lunch box to its own lounge and cleaned it up automatically.
[I really had bad karma in my previous life and tied you up. You really deserve it. 】
Song Ruan looked at the lunch box that was now as clean as new and just let the system chatter on.
Getting scolded won’t hurt you, but I’m glad I found such a useful dishwasher! I don’t know... Her eyes quietly looked at the other furniture in the room.
The system that was nagging suddenly felt the CPU go cold.
The next day at noon, after eating, Song Ruan instigated the system to wash the dishes for her, while she practiced boxing under the eaves following the martial arts book she bought from the system, jumping up and down with great vigor - the body still needed to be exercised, otherwise she would not be able to lie down peacefully if her martial arts value was not high.
Suddenly she heard someone knocking on the door. She immediately retracted her feet and expression, and slowly moved over. She looked weak when she opened the door.
Hu Yange came in carrying a small basket: "I'll cook for you. It's Han Zhenzhen's turn to cook today so she didn't come, but she asked me to bring you two pieces of candy."
Song Ruan looked into her basket and saw most of it filled with beans, cucumbers and zucchini.
Before she could even open her mouth, Hu Yan hurried past her and walked to the kitchen. Seeing the new layer of ash in the stove, she asked, "Hey, have you cooked already?"
Song Ruan held her waist and moved over: "I feel much better after a good sleep, just heat up something to eat."
"Okay then." Hu Yan didn't waste any more time talking to her and put the basket next to the stove. "Yesterday I saw that the vegetable seedlings in your field were all newly planted and couldn't be eaten right away, so I pulled some from my field for you. They're all good enough to be eaten, so you can eat them first and return them to me along with the basket later."
Song Ruan was not an ungrateful person. She actually liked her clear-headed personality and agreed with a smile, "Would you like to sit down and take a breath?"
"Forget it, since you've eaten, I have to go back too," Hu Yan waved her hand, "I have to work in the afternoon, so I have to go back and get some sleep. There's a lot of work to do today, and except for you, most of the people who can catch their breath are in the fields."
Song Ruan walked her out again with the pace of an old lady taking a walk. As soon as the door was closed, her back straightened up again, her eyes flashing.
Those who can breathe are basically in the fields?
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