Just based on these few words, Wang Fang should not run away like that woman before, right?
He looked at the vegetarian dishes on the chopping board.
Get started.
He cooks a lot at home, so these are not difficult for him.
Wang Fang returned to the house and continued typing.
After finishing this article, I can go mail the letter in the afternoon.
Of course, the sooner you send the letter, the better.
Who knows how long it will take for mail from this village to reach the North City? Maybe it will take a week.
And after sending it out, you have to hope that the money will be sent back.
After collecting the fifty cents, she still had five dollars and fifty cents in her pocket.
This was 1980. In two years, land would be distributed and the economy would be developed.
She only had five dollars and fifty cents in her pocket.
But compared to two days ago, she is much better.
When she finished writing and came out, she went to the main hall and several dishes were served.
It seems that Liu Gang really knows how to cook.
Children from poor families have to grow up early, especially the eldest son, so they must know something.
Liu Gang brought the meal over at this time.
"Sit down and eat. I'll go call my second brother and the others."
Wang Fang nodded, filled several bowls with rice, and waited for the meal to be served.
Soon, Liu Gang came in with his younger brothers.
The fourth brother saw the dishes on the table and was a little disappointed, "Brother, isn't it sister-in-law who cooked the meal today?"
This dish is obviously stir-fried.
There is absolutely nothing delicious about it.
When Wang Fang heard this, she felt a little happy in her heart. Her work was recognized, and she was sure of one thing.
Xiangdong is a foodie.
As they were eating, Liu Qiang suddenly asked, "Sister-in-law, how did you sew my third brother's arm with an embroidery needle?"
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