Chapter 160: Give you a chance to reorganize your language
Everyone was a good candidate for working quickly and efficiently, so there was no need for Wang Silan to make arrangements. The other neighbors had already taken the initiative to assign tasks.
Wang Fuqin's yard is big enough and it's next to the Hang family, so it's most appropriate to start a fire at her house.
Wang Fuqin usually cooks delicious meals. Whenever a girl comes to visit the family, or an elderly person is celebrating a birthday, they always like her to be the chef.
Although not as delicious as the state-owned hotels, the home-cooked meals taste pretty good too.
The most important thing is that Wang Fuqin knows how to live and can make dishes perfect with limited ingredients.
Although it is called half a pig, the butcher actually also gave away a pair of large intestines. Some people in the village like this dish. The fatty intestines fried with hot peppers are oily and fragrant.
Everyone came here to see the excitement and to have a good meal as the New Year is approaching.
My original intention was to join in the fun, but it instantly turned into a real joy. Who can say they don’t like eating meat these days?
Wang Fuqin was busy, so Wang Silan followed to join in the fun.
Hang Chenggang also went out to chat with the people in the village who had good fun together.
The only people left in the room were Mo Xiaojuan and Chen Yue'e's girlfriend Lu Xiuying.
The three girls were usually quite familiar with each other, but Mo Xiaojuan was quite dissatisfied, while Lu Xiuying felt that Hang Jingshu was too educated and did not dare to show her weakness.
The atmosphere suddenly became cold for no apparent reason.
Hang Jingshu didn't care. It was good to just keep quiet and not talk.
Lu Xiuying touched the corner of her clothes awkwardly, then lowered her head and looked at the pattern on the cabinet leg without saying a word, completely ignoring Mo Xiaojuan's gaze.
Wang Fuqin pressed Hang Jingshu down on the kang and stuffed a large blanket under her, fearing that she would freeze.
The kang is warm in winter. Hang Jingshu is half leaning against the wall, feeling warm and in a good mood.
Outside on the stove, the women were chatting and working animatedly, making the atmosphere inside even more awkward.
Lu Xiuying was quite familiar with Hang Jingshu when she was young, but she started working outside right after graduating from technical secondary school, and the two of them usually just nodded to each other when they met.
Now she was sitting on the edge of the kang with half of her butt hanging down, and she spoke to Hang Jingshu in a somewhat reserved manner: "Um... Ni, are you in college?"
Hang Jingshu had a good impression of her and replied with a smile: "Yes, Sister Xiuying, come sit next to me, it's warm here."
Hearing Hang Jingshu say this, Lu Xiuying's eyes lit up instantly.
Ni is still the same Ni! She hasn't changed at all!
Once the conversation started, the atmosphere in the room became much more harmonious. Lu Xiuying curiously asked Hang Jingshu questions about college, her eyes full of longing.
Mo Xiaojuan was so angry that she was about to go crazy just by listening to it.
Her face trembled slightly, and she tried her best to control her emotions.
Hang Jingshu was still saying, "College is quite comfortable, mainly because it's not as tiring as high school..."
Mo Xiaojuan yelled, "Who cares about your university? It's so annoying!"
Lu Xiuying was originally an honest and introverted person. She was so frightened that she was dumbfounded and didn't know what to say.
Hang Jingshu tugged at the blanket beside him and didn't even glance at Mo Xiaojuan.
Mo Xiaojuan collapsed. She was so jealous that she just wanted to grab Hua Hang Jingshu's face!
When people are emotional, they are not rational.
Mo Xiaojuan just wants to see Hang Jingshu humiliated. She wants to find a way to trample this so-called college student under her feet!
Seeing that Hang Jingshu ignored her, Mo Xiaojuan sneered and said sarcastically: "I think you are too guilty to speak. Do you think you are so capable that others will forget your past misdeeds?"
Hang Jingshu looked at Mo Xiaojuan nonchalantly: "There are some things I'm not afraid of, but you'd better think it over before you speak."