Chapter 228: The Ghost Seekers Come to the Door

Mingzhu could hear Wang Cuiju's worry about her. She was pregnant now. As long as Huang Guofu didn't come to provoke her, she would not take the initiative to cause trouble.

But if the other party dared to provoke her, she would not be a pushover!

"Okay, I know."

Wang Cuiju patted her arm: "Don't just know it, you must be careful. Huang Guofu is not on the same level as Old Lady Liu and Huang Yu. He is really bad, rotten to the core."

Mingzhu smiled and nodded readily: "Don't worry, sister-in-law, I remember it."

They spent an afternoon, divided into three large pots, and finally cooked 400 tea eggs.

All the pots, bowls, and pans that could be used in Mingzhu's and Wang Cuiju's homes were all occupied, and they could only be put in.

The two divided the tea leaf eggs into four large portions.

One hundred for each of Wang Cuiju's family, her aunt's family, her uncle's family, and her own family.

Of the remaining uncooked eggs, one hundred and forty were given to Wang Cuiju, and she planned to eat the rest in different ways.

After Jiang Duo returned home, Mingzhu asked Jiang Duo to ride a bicycle to deliver the eggs to her aunt and the others.

As for the egg for her aunt...she would deliver it on the way to the aunt the day after tomorrow when she went to check the production of the iron boxes.

After Jiang Duo went to work, Mingzhu had nothing to do at home so she started knitting a sweater. After

she had been knitting lazily for so many days, there were only a few turns left to finish.

This full sense of accomplishment made her a little bloated.

In the future, let alone knitting a sweater, she wouldn't even have time to get a good night's sleep. But now, such a life... couldn't be more comfortable.

She likes it from the bottom of her heart.

After working until half past ten, she felt a little hungry, so she got out of bed to cook for herself.

After the noodles were cooked, she drained them out of the cold water, heated up the oil in a pot, stir-fried the scallions, ginger and garlic, added the pork belly and stir-fried them, added the soybean paste and seasonings and stir-fried them until fragrant, poured the noodles in, stirred them out of the pot, and put a pickled tea leaf egg on top.

The improved version of fried soybean paste noodles really couldn't be more fragrant.

She picked up the chopsticks and was about to eat when there was a knock on the door.

Mingzhu got up in confusion, and saw the person outside the window through the kitchen window glass. It was Fang Shuyu...

here again!

She went out to open the door for Fang Shuyu, and saw that he was carrying a lunch box again. She raised her eyebrows, "Are you here to deliver food to your grandchildren again?" "

Is it not possible?"

"Not that it is not possible, but I have already made it myself today."

Fang Shuyu frowned, "So early?"

She didn't believe it, and she had already stepped into the house.

Seeing that there was really steaming fried noodles on the kitchen table, the smell coming over was particularly fragrant. Fang Shuyu hesitated for a moment: "Then you and Jiang Duo can eat this as a side dish."

As she said, she put down the lunch box, opened it, and stewed the chicken today.

"Jiang Duo won't be back at noon today. He went to the countryside for work."

"Then you can eat by yourself. If you can't finish it, continue eating in the evening. Give me yesterday's lunch box so that I can switch it next time."

Mingzhu walked to the counter, took out two aluminum lunch boxes and an insulated box from yesterday, and handed them to Fang Shuyu.

Fang Shuyu put the tableware in the basket, raised her eyes and glanced at her. Seeing that she had no intention of keeping it for herself, she felt a little unhappy.

She is the elder after all, and she has come over with a stern face. But Mingzhu doesn't know how to give people a step?

Impolite is impolite!

She turned around with a sullen face and was about to leave, but Mingzhu seemed to think of something and called her, "Oh, by the way, Ms. Fang, wait a moment."

Fang Shuyu immediately turned around and looked at her.

Mingzhu brought a small pot to the dining table, put the food in the cloth bag she had sewn, and pushed it in front of Fang Shuyu.

"This is the tea leaf egg I cooked yesterday, which I saved for my aunt's family. You happen to live at my aunt's house, so why don't you bring it over on the way?"

Fang Shuyu was even more upset.

She casually opened the lid of the pot and took a look, frowning unconsciously: "Who cooks so many tea leaf eggs at once? Don't you have a way to make a living?

" "This didn't cost me any money. I won it from a bet. If it's made into tea leaf eggs, you can heat it up frequently. The longer it's heated, the more flavorful it will be. Besides, my uncle has a large family, you can finish it in a few days."

"You still made a bet with others? Mingzhu, don't bring your rural habits here. These are not good habits..."

Mingzhu rolled her eyes speechlessly: "Ms. Fang, you don't even know what happened. You'd better not make random comments. I don't like to listen and I don't accept criticism. Aren't you going to catch the bus? Go away."

Fang Shuyu: ...

This child, she will definitely not like it in her life!

She was carrying a heavy pot, and was about to leave when she heard a sarcastic male voice coming from the door.

"Are you home, Mingzhu? Come out."

Hearing this, Mingzhu and Fang Shuyu looked out through the glass of the kitchen door at the same time, and saw a man in a military coat and a rapier hat, leaning against the wall of her house, craning his neck to look inside.

Fang Shuyu was very uncomfortable with the man's character. He didn't stand well. She frowned and looked at Mingzhu: "Who is this person?"

Mingzhu shrugged: "I've never seen him."

But she probably guessed it, because this man looked a bit like Huang Dejiang.

Fang Shuyu put down the pot first, and took the initiative to go over and open the door.

Seeing an old woman push the door and walk out, the man curled his lips: "Didn't they say that Jiang Duo married a young girl? Such an old girl..."

As he was talking, he saw Mingzhu, who was fair and cute, following him out.

He has been in the "jianghu" for more than ten years, and he has never seen a woman prettier than this. She

is just to his taste. No wonder Jiang Duo didn't like his girl. He really... has some taste.

He whistled at Mingzhu.

Fang Shuyu's face sank, and his tone suddenly became cold: "Who are you? You dare to run to someone else's door and act like a hooligan. Believe it or not, I will deal with you!"

"Hey, where did this old guy come from? You are talking so harshly, and you dare to talk to me like this without even asking whose territory this is."

Hearing this tone, Mingzhu was more certain that this was the bad boy of the Huang family that Wang Cuiju mentioned yesterday, who would be coming back today.

To be honest, because of Wang Cuiju's popular science yesterday, she really wanted to stay away from this "ghost-seeing" thing.

But who would have thought that he would find her door on the first day he came back.

Fang Shuyu was about to say something, but Mingzhu grabbed her wrist.

Mingzhu stepped forward and stood in front of Fang Shuyu, "Sir, who are you?"

Huang Guofu raised his eyebrows, "Hey, this girl is not only good-looking, but also has a voice that can make people feel good. Jiang Duo is so lucky!"

Fang Shuyu had never seen such a shameless man and was about to explode with anger.

Mingzhu chuckled, with obvious sarcasm in her laughter...