She didn't finish the last chicken leg and just threw it aside.
Tan Yumiao stared at the chicken leg for a long time.
Jiang Wenwan threw away the food before finishing it, intending to save it for the little weasel, not knowing if it would come back that night.
Judging from Tan Yumiao's expression, does she want to pick it up, wash it, and eat it?
“I’m just telling the truth. Frugality and simplicity are virtues. What you’re doing is extravagance and waste, and it’s capitalist style.”
"I'm eating the meat I hunted myself, are you just jealous?!"
"Say that again and I'll slap you, you believe me?"
Jiang Wenwan discovered that Hu Qinghua was a man of some tenacity, a scourge that would live on for a thousand years.
“You’re eating, this is the pork that’s been allocated to you educated youth.”
Zhao Dayong stood at the gate carrying pork. He had just arrived when he heard Jiang Zhiqing say that people were going to be punished, and he was speechless.
This woman is just as fierce as the old women here. Looking at it this way, Feng Zhiqing is still better.
Tan Yumiao stepped forward, took the meat, said "Thank you!" and then ignored Zhao Dayong.
Zhao Dayong coughed once at the entrance of the courtyard.
Jiang Wenwan looked at him curiously, then connected his gaze to Feng Chunzao.
Oh dear, something's up here!
Feng Chunzao also saw his gaze, and after a moment of eye contact, she hurriedly looked away.
Zhao Dayong coughed again and spoke.
"Um, Feng Zhiqing, I have something to ask you. I don't know if it's convenient for you."
As soon as he spoke, everyone in the educated youth compound looked at Zhao Dayong.
Zhao Dayong scratched his head, his bronze face clearly flushed.
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