Chapter 75 How the Steel Was Tempered

Wen Ci's eyes widened: "So fast?"

She clearly heard Sister Zhu Jing say, "The little monkey does his homework very slowly, you should supervise him more." and she thought that primary school students in the 1980s had a lot of homework.

It only took half an hour to finish!

The little monkey nodded: "Yeah, I usually like to play with my brothers and sisters when I do my homework. Today I didn't play at all, so I finished it faster."

Wen Ci looked at the little monkey. He was a smart child, but his ability to control himself was weak and he couldn't resist the temptation of playing.

"Just sit here and do your homework."

Wen Ci took the little monkey's hand and went to the study room in the house, his eyes fixed on the most conspicuous book on the shelf, "How the Steel Was Tempered"

She reached out and took the book, and reminded: "This book is lent to you by Auntie, you can't damage it, and you must return it to Auntie after reading it."

The little monkey looked at the cover of the book in his hand and was extremely interested in it. He nodded quickly and said, "I will definitely cherish it."

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It’s almost time for dinner.

Four men have already sat at the table. There is a pot of white wine on the table. They are already drinking with some snacks. "Fortunately, the Living King of Hell is not here, otherwise I really wouldn't dare to drink in front of him."

Drinking is prohibited in the military camp. Even on leave, I was still scared, especially when I just looked at the face of the living devil, I felt a chill in my heart.

"Who said it wasn't? When my wife told me about eating at the King of Hell's house, I was scared. I would rather eat in the cafeteria than come here."

Wen Ci helped bring some dishes to the table.

Zhu Jing rolled her eyes at the men and complained, "You guys are so cool. You've already drunk the wine, but why don't you help put the dishes on the table?"

In front of Wen Ci, several people kept silent.

Although I don’t understand Wen Ci’s temper, the woman who can be married by the Living King of Hell must have very compatible personalities with her, so don’t mess with her!

Just as the men were about to stand up, Xiang Qin and the others brought the remaining dishes out of the kitchen. Each dish was divided into two bowls, one on each side.

Zhu Jing smiled and said, "No more unnecessary words, just eat your fill!"

Wen Ci picked up the soda and stood up: "I am here today to wish Sister Jing a happy birthday!"

What she originally thought was that when Haicheng was custom-making her water-sleeve dance costume, she would also buy a gift for Sister Zhu Jing in the mall and give it to her as a birthday present.

However, the damage to the bus disrupted Wen Ci's original plan.

Zhu Jing and Wen Ci clinked their soda bottles together: "Thank you for the blessing, Sister Wen Ci. I hope our lives will become more and more comfortable in the future."

Immediately, several people clinked their glasses.

Zhu Jing pointed to the lean meat soup in the middle of the table and said, "Chicken soup has the highest nutritional value, but there was no extra chicken, so I used Codonopsis pilosula to cook lean meat to nourish the body."

Wen Ci: “…”

She held her forehead with her hand, not wanting to disappoint Sister Jing's kindness, so she scooped a bowl of soup with a spoon. The Codonopsis and lean meat soup was unexpectedly delicious, without any strong medicinal smell.

Wen Ci's eyes sparkled with light, and he gave Zhu Jing a thumbs up and said, "This soup tastes really good. Sister Jing, your cooking skills are amazing."

"If you like drinking, drink more."

Little Stone pulled Wen Ci's sleeve, raised his head, and asked in a baby voice, "Pretty sister, can you let me take a ride in the car?"

As soon as they entered the yard, they saw the 28-bar bicycle. The little kids were so excited that they were not able to stop, despite the stern warnings from their parents.

They didn't dare get too close.

(End of this chapter)