Han Wanying looked at He Ting with amusement and thought that all the girls in this world were very cute.
Although there are some with poor brains, most of them are kind and simple, without the calculations and comparisons of Han Wanying's previous world.
On the other hand, when Shuo Jing was still feeling sad about the change in He Ting's expression, he heard He Zhen speak lightly.
"Not a good match."
Yan Shuojing was a little confused when he heard He Zhen's words, but he reacted immediately.
"That's right. Let's not talk about whether Second Brother He likes it or not. Uncle He doesn't have any objections, but Aunt He may not necessarily agree."
He Zhen glanced at Yan Shuojing calmly and said in a bad tone, "I mean He Lin is not worthy."
He Lin is the name of He Ting's second brother.
Yan Shuojing looked at He Zhen in surprise and said suspiciously, "Who are you? Why are you possessing my brother He? Come out here quickly."
He Zhen looked at Yan Shuojing speechlessly and said, "You're sick." Then he ignored Yan Shuojing and walked forward.
When Yan Shuojing heard the disdainful tone, he knew that this was indeed his brother He. His curiosity was aroused and he hurriedly chased forward to ask.
"Brother He, what do you mean? Wait for me."
Han Wanying returned home and prepared to eat some braised pork tonight.
Han Wanying looked at the sky outside and prepared to take a nap first. Because she was going to accompany He Ting to join in the fun, Han Wanying went straight there after lunch.
As soon as she got home, Han Wanying felt sleepy. She thought that she was born in the Year of the Snake, otherwise why would she feel sleepy when the weather got cold?
Han Wanying planned to wait until she woke up before eating the pig-killing meal. In fact, Han Wanying didn't like the taste at first.
There are many things in a pig-killing meal. Han Wanying doesn’t like this kind of hodgepodge, but she likes it more and more as she eats it. She thinks it tastes very good, so every year Han Wanying will get a bowl.
In the afternoon, Han Wanying had just gotten up when the impatient He Ting came again.
Han Wanying had no choice but to take a basin to serve the pig-killing meal.
He Ting saw Han Wanying holding a relatively large basin and asked doubtfully, "Xiaoying, can you finish eating in such a large basin? I only took a bowl."
Han Wanying looked at the delicate bowl in He Ting's hand and said, "It's not hot now, and this pig-killing meal can only be eaten once a year. If you don't take a bigger bowl, don't blame me for not reminding you if it's not enough by then."
He Ting said embarrassedly: "But I'm a girl, it's not good to pretend too much."
Seeing He Ting's tangled look, Han Wanying jokingly whispered, "It's okay, I have connections. The auntie serving the food has a good relationship with me and won't say anything."
He Ting is a person who listens to advice. After hearing what Han Wanying said, she quickly asked Han Wanying to wait for a while while she went back to change a bigger basin.
But He Ting was still quite conflicted along the way. What if the aunt saw that it was her and didn't fight? So she brought the small bowl with her. If the situation didn't go well, she could just change it.
But when she got there, she realized something was wrong. She looked at Han Wanying speechlessly and said, "Oh, it seems the aunt who serves the food has a good relationship with everyone."
He Ting looked around and saw that the aunties around her had brought their own iron pots, and the basins they brought were nothing compared to them.
He Ting put her arms around Han Wanying's neck and said dangerously, "Are you teasing me?"
Han Wanying smiled and said, "How could that be? That's the truth. This serving lady is very popular."
The two of them were walking and joking, not noticing that the young men around them who didn't have a partner were staring at them with their eyes wide open.
After all, who doesn't like the sight of these two pretty girls smiling, not to mention that the targets are the always aloof He Ting and the quiet Han Wanying. People around them are staring at them.
This naturally included the scorer Chen Junhua, who looked at Han Wanying with a silly smile on his face.
Wu Feng looked at her son and cursed him inwardly for being useless. If he liked the girl, he should go after her instead of just staring at her secretly.
But after all, he is his own son. If his son is useless, then he should help him more. After all, his son is old enough and it is time for him to settle down. After a few years, he will go and find out what Han Wanying has to say.
Wu Feng really likes Han Wanying. Judging from Han Wanying's appearance, not only does Chen Junhua like her, but Wu Feng also likes her. The main reason is that this girl is in good health, doesn't like to cause trouble, and can make money. Her work points are higher than Chen Junhua's.
The more Wu Feng thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. She glanced at her son with disdain and thought to herself, if you weren't my son, I would have said that you are not worthy of me.
When He Ting arrived at the place, she could smell a fragrance from a distance.
Looking at the steaming and fragrant rice that had just come out of the pot, He Ting quickly pulled Han Wanying's hand and went to line up.
He Ting looked at the aunt in front of her carrying things home, and her mouth was watering.
Han Wanying looked at He Ting with amusement.
Unexpectedly, someone came out at this time to disrupt the situation.
Zhao Tao walked up to Han Wanying, straightened his collar, and said to her gently, "Comrade Han, could I trade my bowl for your basin?"
Before Han Wanying could speak, Zhao Tao continued, "I know Comrade Han is a young man with social ambitions and doesn't want to waste food. This small bowl of mine is perfect for Comrade Han."
Han Wanying's silence was deafening, and even the people around her fell silent.
Han Wanying looked at the small bowl in Zhao Tao's hand and said in a cold tone, "Are you okay? Don't look for trouble all day. Does it have anything to do with you whether I can finish my meal or not? If you have time, you might as well exercise yourself. You look so weak."
The aunts around couldn't help laughing when they heard Han Wanying's words. He was weak, that's right. Look at such a good young man, but he still owed the team a day's work points.
He Ting also said: "Why are you here to disgust people? If you want to go, go to the cesspool and spray each other. Really, your bowl is too small, and you still have the nerve to come up and take other lesbians' bowls."
When Zhao Tao heard He Ting's words, his face suddenly turned dark. He almost couldn't maintain his gentle appearance. He suppressed his anger and spoke.
"Look, I was just thinking that Comrade Han might not be able to finish his meal. As a male educated youth, I'm sure I'll eat more than a female comrade, but I'm being superfluous."
After saying this, he looked at Han Wanying with sad eyes.
Han Wanying felt so disgusted that even the pig-killing meal didn't taste good anymore. A fierce look flashed across her eyes. "Zhao Zhiqing, you have the right to eat so much. Not to mention that I earn several times more work points than you. You can't do any work at all and you're holding our production team back. Why do you deserve to eat so much?"
"Just because you're a member of our team? You're thick-skinned and shameless enough to say that."
"Of course, I just expressed the thoughts of a production team member. I felt that a person who was a drag on the team had no right to eat this meal. Of course, this was also the team leader's decision, and I can't change it."
"But I hope Zhao Zhiqing respects himself and doesn't come up to me and disgust me. Otherwise, I don't know what I would do. After all, I'm very strong and if I accidentally bump into you, I don't know if your smaller body can handle it."
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