Niu Chunhua pointed at Zhao Youcai's nose and scolded:
"Don't blame me for all the bad things that happened to the Zhao family. When I was raising this child, he was clean, well-fed and warmly clothed. No one ever came to our house to accuse him of doing anything bad.
Now that you have taken care of him for a while, look how dirty this child is. He always stares at the food in other people's bowls, as if he can't eat at all at home.
Besides, your Zhao family has a bad foundation, and the upper beam is crooked and the lower beam is crooked. What does it have to do with me, your sister?
If you dare to say bad things about my sister again, I will slap you in the face."
Zhao Youcai's old face flushed red: "What does my family's affairs have to do with an outsider like you?"
Niu Chunhua rushed forward without showing any weakness: "If you slander my elder sister, I will intervene."
Secretary He stopped it in time and looked at Zhao Youcai:
"Okay, okay, I've heard a little about your family. Your ex-wife is a well-known virtuous woman.
You don't take care of your grandson, but your ex-wife does. And you still say she brought him up badly. The one who puts in more effort gets scolded, and the more work they do, the more mistakes they make. Does that make sense? It's normal for your neighbors to say a few fair words."
"Besides, children are the responsibility of their parents. If they don't teach them well now, there will be big problems in the future. How can we put all the responsibility on the child's grandmother?"
Aunt Li immediately agreed: "The comrades from the street office are right. After Xiulan divorced and left, there was no one in the Zhao family to take care of the children."
Chen Zhenzhen and Zhao Xingjia were also despised by everyone. They didn't raise their own child, but relied on the grandmother and aunt to take care of the child. When the grandmother and aunt left, the child became wild.
Zhao Xingjia's face was as black as ink, and Zhao Xingye and Zhang Zhaodi laughed at the joke.
Seeing that it was getting late, Secretary He asked the Zhao family to apologize to Zhang Dali and pay compensation.
Zhao Youcai glared at Zhao Xingjia: "You are responsible for your child."
Zhao Xingjia was pushed in front of Zhang Dali by Zhao Youcai. His face flushed red and he said dryly, "I'm sorry."
Zhang Dali looked at Secretary He with dissatisfaction: "He has no sincerity at all. He can't speak, and he can't even bow to me?"
Secretary He looked at Zhao Xingjia and said, "If you don't want to, I'll go and tell your factory."
Zhao Youcai was afraid that he would lose the house, so he immediately pressed Zhao Xingjia to bow, while trying to force a smile: "I'm sorry, my grandson has caused you trouble."
Then he took out 1.8 yuan for roast chicken and 5 yuan for buying and installing glass from Zhao Xingjia's pocket.
Zhang Dali took the money and dragged Officer He along while he said, "If it weren't for our subdistrict office, we wouldn't be able to deal with these scoundrels."
The Zhao family members who were called scoundrels turned around and hid in the house.
Soon, Zhao Yang's wailing voice was heard from inside.
Mixed in were Zhao Xingjia's scolding and Chen Zhenzhen's exhortation.
Zhao Yang was beaten, and combined with what he just heard from the neighbors, he remembered when Ma Xiulan took care of him. She would feed him well, keep him dressed cleanly, and play with him, and she never beat him. But his parents always said that his grandmother was bad, especially his mother.
Now that the bad grandma is gone, his parents can't take good care of him.
Why can't the bad grandma come back and take care of him forever.
Ma Xiu Lan, who was missed, sneezed a few times.
As soon as she moved into her new home, she couldn't wait to buy 10 kilograms of red peppers. She made chili sauce with the same method as before, and added crushed peanuts and sesame seeds to the other half for flavor.
I washed the only three cans at home, put three bottles in it, and will mail them to Peng Hongying tomorrow.
Peng Hongying gave one dollar and asked to buy two cans, but people came from far away to mail them and they all wanted to eat this, so she definitely couldn't make money from this.
She plans to price ordinary chili sauce at 30 cents a can, the same as the market price, and the one with peanuts and sesame seeds at 50 cents a can, mainly because the cost of peanuts and sesame seeds is suddenly high.
As she had no jars to store the remaining chili sauce, she could only put it in two bowls and drip a layer of cooking oil on top to keep it fresh.
She had to get some sleep quickly, then get up at four o'clock to steam a pot of steamed buns, and then at five or six o'clock, take a few freshly-baked buns and two pots of chili sauce to the black market for a free tasting event.
The steamed buns just out of the pot are stuffed with spicy and delicious chili sauce, and the children always eat a lot of them.
I believe tomorrow will be a good start.
At daybreak, Ma Xiulan set out with a backpack and arrived at the black market.
She wrapped her head with a headscarf, and also covered the lower half of her face, to keep warm and safe.
She just went in and put out her chili sauce, but no one was interested because she could make it at home. People came here mostly to exchange for meat, eggs, cloth, malted milk and the like which did not require a ticket.
Ma Xiulan was a little anxious, so she decided to just eat first.
She took out the steamed bun, scooped a spoonful with a clean spoon, and ate it with the steamed bun.
People passing by saw Ma Xiu Lan eating with relish, and they always wanted to take a look at her.
Ma Xiulan took the opportunity to call over an older woman and said, "Sister, I can give you a free sample. Try my chili sauce. It's free."
When she heard that it was free, the older woman was skeptical: "You're not really going to charge me, are you?"
Ma Xiulan quickly took a new steamed bun, broke off a piece, and put some chili sauce on it for her:
"It's just a small amount, why charge money? Just eat it and buy more if you like it. It's okay if you don't."
The eldest sister originally wanted to refuse, fearing that a pie would fall from the sky and knock her out, but the fragrant aroma was right at her nose, and her mouth was faster than her brain, and she had already taken a bite.
The eldest sister tasted the sweetness of the steamed buns and the richness of the chili sauce, and before she had even finished the one in her mouth, she quickly asked, "How much are you selling this for? Give me a can."
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