Wang Shuning raised his eyelids, and had some guesses in his mind, "No need, I can buy it myself if I want to eat. It's getting late, when are you going back?"
Qi Jianping stared at the clear weather outside and felt sad for Ge Nie, which was a hint of rejection.
Ge Nie didn't want to leave, "It's okay to go back at night.
Wang Shuning's eyes froze. It was already half past ten in the morning. Did they want to stay here and eat?
"I usually don't cook in the winter."
"It's okay. Girls' hands will freeze if they touch cold water. Where is the kitchen? I'll make it for you." Ge Nie immediately stood up and started rolling up his sleeves.
Wang Shuning met Qi Jianping's gaze. After a few seconds of focus, Qi Jianping had to stand up and hold Ge Nie's arm. "Didn't your mother ask you to go home early and visit your cousin's house this afternoon to wish him a happy new year? I see the weather is bad and it may snow this afternoon. Let's go back now."
Ge Nie's eyes widened. "I've already been to my cousin's house in the third grade of junior high school."
"That's your eldest uncle. Don't you have a second uncle?"
Ge Nie was not as strong as Qi Jianping, nor as tall as him, and was dragged to the door. "When did I have a second uncle?"
Qi Jianping said in a hoarse voice, "They are trying to chase you away. If you refuse to leave, you will be despised by the girl."
Ge Nie frowned: "What do you know? That's called being thin-skinned. If you want to have a wife, you have to be thick-skinned. I show up in front of her more often, and it will become a habit for her, and she will naturally accept me."
"One of you works in the county, and the other one works in the countryside. How often can you see each other? She looks pretty good. If you go back to the city, where will you find a wife? I think you should give up on this idea."
As soon as the two arrived at the gate of the courtyard, Goudan, who was sitting on a small stool in Wang Shuning's room, stood up and hurried over to close the gate.
Wang Shuning, who was standing at the door of the room, raised his eyebrows and looked to the right.
He Zhuzhu and He Guoyue were standing at the door of the hall watching.
He Zhuzhu noticed that Wang Shuning was there, and patted He Guoyue's hand to let her in.
Not long after, He Zhuzhu came to Wang Shuning's room and asked, "Ning Zhiqing, are those two men your friends?"
He is so tall and twice as big as Wang Shuning.
Wang Shuning nodded hesitantly: "I guess so..."
He Zhuzhu reminded him a little worriedly, "Looks are important when you're looking for a partner, but someone who's too big isn't suitable. You saw the hooligans who went to He Liangliang's house to collect debts a few days ago. Your friend is taller than them. If they quarrel after you get married, you won't be able to escape."
Wang Shuning blinked and smiled faintly, "We are just ordinary friends, nothing like that."
He Zhuzhu nodded with her lips slightly parted, "If he's a good person, I wouldn't consider it."
Park Hyatt Building, Chaoyang County.
Shan Mo leaned back on the leather sofa, holding a cigar between his right fingers. The room was filled with a faint smell of tobacco. "How are the accounts being collected recently?"
Wang Tuzi stood aside with his head down, "There are two people in the west of the city whose families are ruined and cannot pay back the money. They are locked up in the basement."
Shan Mo's eyes flashed with displeasure, "Deal with it, don't let anyone die in the building, teach them a lesson."
"Yes." Wang Tuzi nodded. "The manager of the state-owned restaurant sent someone to tell me that the female chef named Guo Jingyi has decided to work at the state-owned restaurant in Yihe Town."
Shan Mo blew out a puff of smoke and crossed his legs. "We'll move to Yihe Town after the New Year. That'll be a good chance to avoid inspections from above."
"Yes." Wang Tuzi's expression did not change.
On the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, the Yihe Town Government went to work, and the village chief He Haiming took Guo Jingyi to the town to handle the formalities.
When the mayor of Yihe Town signed, he said, "Let's go to the restaurant some other day to try your cooking."
Guo Jingyi took the certificate with both hands and said, "I'm just an apprentice. I don't think I'll be able to cook in the short term."
Guo Jingyi understood all the rules in the kitchen. Even at this time, it was probably no exception. Seniority was the key. Since she entered as an apprentice, she could only help the chef.
"You are so young, it is only a matter of time before you become a chef," said the mayor.
"Brother Xiaotou, please don't make things difficult for me anymore. If Uncle Liang finds out that I take you to the casino again, he will break my legs." Mi Li'er forcefully pulled away He Weiyuan's hand that was grabbing her sleeve.
He Weiyuan refused to give up. "I had already won three hundred yuan, but I was greedy and didn't leave. I lost more than a thousand yuan and I have no status at home. Take me there again, and I will leave after you win the money back."
Mi Li'er cried, "Little Brother, your family has owed a lot of foreign debt to help you pay off the debt and redeem you. You should stay at home quietly and work hard to earn money to pay off the debt in the new year."
He Liangliang's family is already out of money and food, and Mi Li'er doesn't want to take the blame if He Weiyuan gets into trouble again.
"One thousand yuan would require more than ten years of not eating or drinking." He Weiyuan couldn't see the end at a glance.
Mi Lier insisted on pushing the other person's hand down, "What if you lose again?"
He Weiyuan's high spirits were a little frustrated, "How do I know what to do if I lose?"
Mi Li'er ran away.
The other party ran too fast and He Weiyuan couldn't catch up. He had been blacklisted in the gambling house, and the bodyguards at the door would not let him in unless someone they knew brought him in.
Wang Shuning walked out from behind the fence. As expected, he was right in his guess at the door of He Liangliang's house that day. The man was in cahoots with He Weiyuan. It seemed that he was much smarter than He Weiyuan.
He sold his grain and house and went to town to gamble. He simply refused to repent.
"Ning Zhiqing, have you seen my little boy?" When He Liangliang found out that He Weiyuan was not at home, he immediately came out to look for him.
Wang Shuning hesitated for a few seconds before answering, "I just saw He Weiyuan talking to Mi Li in front of me, asking Mi Li to take him to the county casino."
He Liangliang's eyes widened, "What did you say?"
Wang Shuning pointed behind him, "It's right in front, but Mi Li left him behind."
He Liangliang looked around, picked up a stick covered in rain and dust from the ground, and rushed forward, "I'm going to beat this useless loser to death."
Wang Shuning watched He Liangliang rush out as if he had a rocket behind his butt.
"I'll beat you to death and make you gamble. If you refuse to repent, your whole family will be dragged down by you."
Wang Shuning had just walked a few steps away when he heard He Liangliang's violent roar coming from not far away.
He Weiyuan quarreled with his father while crying out in pain.
Wang Shuning shrugged his shoulders. Such a person deserved to be beaten, and He Liangliang should not have paid money to redeem him at that time.
The days without work go by too slowly and are a bit boring.
Zhang Meili ran to Wang Shuning's house full of energy, "The county's state-owned shopping mall is holding an event tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, do you want to go?"
"Go." Shopping for clothes still makes you feel better when you have someone with you. The last time I went to the mall to buy clothes a few years ago, I just bought them and left without trying them on.
"Zhao Heping's leg has healed, and he wants to go too. Lv Beichu will take him on his bike, and I'll take you and Jingyi on your bike, okay?"
Wang Shuning wanted to back out, but he had already agreed to go to the county, and it seemed a bit awkward to say no now, "...Okay, I'll sit in the back seat then."
When they set out, Zhao Heping saw that Wang Shuning was wrapped up tightly, with only his eyes exposed. He was wearing a thick cotton coat, thick cotton pants, a woolen hat, a long scarf, and even gloves. How cumbersome it must be. "Are you cold?"
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