Chapter 21 Chapter 21 Song Ruan: I spread rumors as soon as I open my mouth! …
Tian Hui Ni jumped and screamed like a rat whose tail was stepped on.
When she got excited, Song Ruan became happy instead.
She said calmly, "Sister Tian, why are you so anxious? I hit you in the heart, and you want to cover it up by shouting loudly?"
"Song Ruan, if you keep talking nonsense I'll tear your mouth apart!" Tian Hui Ni was so angry that her neck turned red.
Song Ruan took two steps back with an innocent look on her face: "What did I say? Secretary Zhao is a good cadre, and it's only natural for you to care about him."
"You know what you mean!"
Tian Hui Ni was so angry that she was shaking. When she thought of Secretary Zhao's sparse hair, ugly appearance and yellow teeth, she felt nauseous and couldn't help but dry heaving.
Who likes that old and ugly Zhao Sanzhu? She is not blind! What will happen if Song Ruan, that bitch, drags them together and spreads her reputation? What should I do if Jun Ge misunderstands me in the future?
How could she be so vicious! She deserved to be tortured to death by Zhao Sanzhu!
Tian Hui Ni was so angry that she almost cried.
Song Ruan looked her up and down carefully, and clapped her hands as if she suddenly understood something: "I know! Okay, I won't say anything."
She ignored her, shook her head, and walked out with her hands behind her back, reciting in a long voice like a troubadour: "Alas, a girl's feelings are always poetry."
Xu Daya:! ! !
Skinny old lady:! ! !
They covered their mouths, looked at each other, and ran to the big tree at the entrance of the village.
Emma, this shocking news should be shared with her sisters and family members, right?
A guy like Zhao Naimao is actually liked by a girl from the city. It really shows that you can see everything when you live long enough.
Tian Hui Ni was about to chase Song Ruan in a rage, but when she saw the old ladies running away in all directions with excited faces, she quickly braked and turned back to chase them, feeling extremely anxious:
"No, aunts, it's not what Song Ruan said! Listen to my explanation!"
Song Ruan hummed a little tune and returned to her own courtyard. As soon as she pushed the door open, she felt refreshed.
All the vegetable seedlings that were moved here a few days ago have survived, and are sprouting lush green leaves, looking full of vitality. Some fast-growing vegetable seeds have also sprouted a little, like a sparse, short-haired green carpet, but after all, it is her own small vegetable garden, and she finds them tender and cute just looking at them. The stone paved path on the side is smooth and you won't get muddy even if it rains.
There is a sense of satisfaction in playing QQ Farm, but it’s a pity that you can’t steal vegetables from other people’s homes.
She walked into the kitchen to fetch water to wash her hands. She looked up and saw the two strips of meat hanging from the beam, swaying like wind chimes. She took them down and smelled them. Fortunately, they were not smelly.
The vegetables in the village are not worth much, let alone now when the vegetable garden is in the harvest season. She only spent eight cents yesterday and got a lot of eggplants, potatoes, pumpkins, and also a bunch of peppers, onions and garlic.
Eggs were also cheap. Although the supply and marketing cooperative sold eggs for five cents each, the actual purchase price from farmers was only three and a half cents each. She bought a basket of eggs for four cents each, and the family was so happy that they not only delivered the eggs to her door, but also saw that the water tank in her kitchen was empty, and instructed their children to fill it for her on the spot.
Although her home is not far from the well, she can just sit there and do the work. Who would want to take the initiative to do it?
Song Ruan: I feel a little guilty about using child labor, but not much, hahahaha.
She took the meat off and thought about what to cook for the warming meal that evening. After all, time was tight in the afternoon, so she had to prepare some dishes in advance.
Make a cucumber scrambled eggs, an eggplant with minced meat, a pumpkin pie...The pumpkin pie is a bit troublesome so change it to pumpkin soup, and then make a zucchini stir-fried with meat.
For the main dish, make chicken stew with potatoes!
Very good, absolutely qualified in this era, not to mention being the captain, it is even enough to entertain Guan Yu.
She took out the pheasant that had been processed on the mountain from the space and was about to chop it into pieces. She had even raised the knife when she suddenly stopped.
Wait, although she thinks pheasant and domestic chicken taste the same, the captain has lived here for so many years, what if he can tell the difference? A few days ago, she was still acting like a weakling, so logically speaking, she would not be able to catch any pheasants.
But she really wanted to eat chicken stew with potatoes.
Song Ruan's eyes rolled, and she thought of the chickens next door that crowed every morning and fought and made noise from time to time. She climbed up the middle courtyard wall and called out to the left courtyard in a familiar voice: "Ningyuan, Ningyuan!"
There was a somewhat hurried noise coming from the house opposite, but no response.
Song Ruan shouted at the top of her voice: "Ning Yuan, Ning Yuan, come out! I know you are at home, I am Song Ruan who lives next door to you!"
After a while, a man came out from the next room. When he saw Song Ruan sitting on the wall and smiling at him, his pupils suddenly shrank.
Song Ruan, who had been staring at the house, of course also saw him.
Ning Yuan was very tall. Even from the angle she was looking down from while riding on the wall, she could see that he was tall, though a little thin, like a tall and upright young poplar tree that was just growing. She was dressed neatly, had fair skin, and had a lip bead on her lips, which were slightly pursed at the moment, looking a little aggrieved for some reason.
This guy is quite good-looking.
Song Ruan commented in her heart without hesitation, and turned her mind back to her previous thoughts without hesitation: "Ning Yuan, I want to exchange a chicken from your family! A male or female is fine. I want to add a dish to the greenhouse meal I'm making tonight."
Ning Yuan looked up somewhat awkwardly, and Song Ruan suddenly discovered that he had a pair of beautiful eyes with long and thick eyelashes that fluttered gently in the sunlight, like fragile glass, which made people feel pity.
But her heart was as firm as a rock, and she only wanted the chicken: "Can I? It doesn't matter if it's big or small, the price is negotiable."
Ning Yuan didn't seem to be very good at communicating with others. The entire transaction was controlled by Song Ruan. She successfully exchanged two dollars for an old hen that didn't lay eggs. Ning Yuan was also responsible for killing and plucking the chicken for her.
She just loves to do business with such thin-skinned people!
Song Ruan cheerfully invited him, "Would you like to join me for my warm house dinner tonight?"
Ning Yuan raised his head suddenly, his eyes widened.
Sort of like a frightened and resistant cat.
People may just have some bad natures. Song Ruan used to have a good friend who had a beautiful cat at home. Song Ruan loved to hold the cat and kiss it madly. The more the cat resisted, the more excited she became. When the cat was tired and stopped resisting as if it had lost its soul and let her do whatever she wanted, she would stop and let the cat relax for a while, and when it resisted again, she would hug and kiss it again.
The former Song Ruan thought she was sick.
Song Ruan now feels that no one can live in this world without some illness.
She extended the invitation again: "There aren't many people, just a dozen of us educated youth, and your uncle, the captain's family."
The more she talked, the paler his face became, as if what she was talking about was not some warm house meal, but a banquet where the blue dragon, white tiger and evil dragon gathered together. He was like a little poplar spirit trembling in the wind.
After a few seconds of silence, he spoke haltingly: "Thank you, thank you, no, no need, I have already made dinner tonight."
"Okay." Song Ruan's enthusiasm for strangers only flashed for a few seconds, just like when she saw a beautiful cat on the road and squatted down to meow a few times, and the cat ignored her, so she stood up and continued on her way. After hearing this, she did not ask any more questions, and jumped down from the wall neatly, and her voice floated in the air, "Please hurry up."
Ning Yuan moved his lips, but before he could say anything, the footsteps on the other side of the wall had already gone away.
He tilted his head, as if practicing, or speaking a little slower, and said in a low voice, word by word: "Okay... no trouble."
In the afternoon, Hu Yan and Han Zhenzhen left work early to help her, and brought food rations for other people in the educated youth group.
Han Zhenzhen immediately saw the shiny chicken on the table that had been chopped into small pieces. She cheered and came over: "We have chicken to eat today!"
She wasn't so greedy before, after all, she didn't have to worry about meat at home. But since she went to the countryside, she had to do farm work every day and cook corn paste and stewed wild vegetables. The meat processing factory was far away from the commune and she was like a dead dog after work, so she had no energy to go there. Although she fed herself some malted milk from time to time to satisfy her craving, how could that resist the temptation of meat and oil?
She stood beside the pot of evenly chopped chicken, swallowing her saliva affectionately.
As soon as Song Ruan poured the chicken into the oil pan, the aroma and white smoke came out, and his feet were stuck to the edge of the pan as if they had nails.
"Let me light the fire for you!" She came over sticky and said flatteringly.
Hu Yan, who was peeling potatoes quickly and cutting them into pieces of similar size in her hands, laughed when she heard this.
Han Zhenzhen blushed and hummed.
The rich red sauce coupled with dried chilies made the aroma of the chicken very overbearing, not to mention that Song Ruan opened the window wide for ventilation, and a gust of wind happened to blow, and the aroma floated straight to the yard of Mrs. Sun next door, making her children cry with greed.
"Meat! Meat! Grandma, I want to eat meat!" A boy about seven or eight years old with a black face was rolling on the ground and howling.
Granny Sun cursed as she rubbed the cucumber, as if she was trying to peel off someone's skin: "You think it's good to eat meat, do you think I look like meat?"
"I want to eat it, I want to eat it!" The boy twisted and fluttered like a black fish thrown onto the shore.
"I'll slap you in the face!" Grandma Sun took a deep breath and discerned from the chaos of the wood smoke, "I stewed chicken and pork. That little bitch who stole my three eggs is celebrating the New Year today. How could she do that? Even a landlady wouldn't dare to eat like that!"
If it were someone else's house, she would have definitely gone over with her bowl, asking for at least some broth, if not the meat. But today she found out that the damn little girl wanted to invite the team leader and a group of people from their educated youth camp, not to mention that the damn little girl was originally very black-hearted. If she approached her at this time, it would be hard to say who would add food to whom.
When she thought of the three eggs she had given away, her heart ached.
She, Sun Xiaohua, is not a fool.
He was just angry, and seeing the boy jumping and making a fuss on the ground, he lost some patience. But he couldn't stand his precious grandson's nagging, and took out an egg while cursing: "Eat egg!"
Smelling the aroma of meat wafting in the wind, she couldn't help but cursed in her heart, "Eat, eat, eat, eat until she's dead!"
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