Tong Xuelu wanted to cry. Why did she always have to face such embarrassing things?
But as long as she was not embarrassed, the embarrassed one was the little milk dog.
Tong Xuelu curled her lips and smiled: "Comrade Wen, why are you here?"
Wen Rugui met her misty eyes, his heart pounding like thunder.
She said he was good-looking!
Good-looking!
Good-looking!
Look!
Does this mean that in her heart, he is actually different from others?
Tong Xuelu saw him looking straight at her, and she said in her heart, is he angry?
"Comrade Wen, I was joking just now. The gui I just said is not your name. I said the turtle."
As soon as the words came out, Tong Xuelu wanted to slap herself.
What are you talking about? The more you explain, the more inappropriate it is.
She coughed and said, "I was wrong again just now. I said the Gui in osmanthus. I want to name this dog Xiaogui. What do you think?"
Wen Rugui: "!!!"
In fact, he didn't hear what she said later. When he heard her praise her beauty, his heart started beating so fast that he couldn't hear any other sounds. It was only
after listening to her explanation that he realized, could it be that she wanted to name the dog Xiaogui just now?
Even a puppy was named after him, could he think that she actually had that intention for him as well?
Thinking of this, his face turned red, and his ears and neck turned red in an instant.
Bang, bang, bang!
Wen Rugui was suddenly glad that they were a little distance apart, otherwise she would definitely hear his heartbeat.
Tong Xuelu was stunned to see that his face suddenly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Is he really angry?
Normally he is not such a stingy person, but it was her fault for associating him with the puppy.
Tong Xuelu thought about it and decided to make up for it: "I think the name Xiaogui is not very nice. Comrade Wen is very knowledgeable. How about you help to give him a name?"
Wen Rugui came back to his senses and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind and said: "How about Xiaolu?"
She named him, so he should be named after her.
Tong Xuelu: "..." It's really unnecessary.
Tong Xuelu felt that she had gotten to know Wen Rugui again today. She didn't expect that under his gentle appearance, he was actually a black-bellied man!
Wei Zhuzhu, who was standing aside, was fascinated by Wen Rugui's beauty.
At this moment, she suddenly came to her senses and said crisply: "Sister Xuelu said to call it Xiaogui, and this handsome brother said to call it Xiaolu, so how about calling it Lugui together?"
Tong Xuelu: "…………"
Green-haired turtle? ?
What kind of genius idea is this!
No no, quickly put your idea back!
Wen Rugui's eyes lit up, as bright as the stars in the night sky, making Tong Xuelu flustered.
Tong Xuelu hurriedly said: "I think it's better to call it Yuebing."
The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, and she wants to eat mooncakes.
Wen Rugui felt a little regretful in his heart. In fact, he thought "Lugui" was really good.
But since she doesn't like it, then just listen to her.
Tong Mianmian heard about the mooncake, swallowed her saliva, clapped her hands and said in a baby voice: "The mooncake is delicious!"
Wei Zhuzhu also wanted to eat the mooncake, nodded in agreement: "Then call it a mooncake, wait for the mooncake to grow up, kill it and make it into a mooncake with dog meat filling."
Wen Rugui: "..."
Tong Xuelu: "..."
Wei Zhuzhu, little friend, if you keep saying shocking things like this, you will have no friends.
The embarrassment is unsolvable.
Tong Xuelu quickly rinsed the mooncake, wiped it dry with a dry cloth, and then let Wei Zhuzhu and Tong Mianmian hold it in the sun to prevent it from catching a cold.
After the mooncake was washed, Wei Zhuzhu felt that its appearance had improved dramatically, and she immediately abandoned Wen Rugui and went to sunbathe with the mooncake.
Tong Mianmian followed behind her, kicking her short legs, and the two little girls chattered in secret.
Tong Xuelu packed her things and asked again: "Why did Comrade Wen return to Beijing today? Is the base closed for the holiday?"
Wen Rugui walked over to help her pack and shook his head: "No, the verdict of the Jiang family came out today, so I asked for leave to come here."
Tong Xuelu was stunned: "Jiang family? The Jiang family you are talking about is not the same as the Jiang family I thought of, right?"
Wen Rugui nodded: "It's the same family, Jiang Huarong."
Tong Xuelu was even more confused: "Could it be that he has also offended you, Comrade Wen?"
Wen Rugui stared at her with his dark eyes. Thinking of what the old man said, an impulse surged in her heart.
The air around them suddenly became hot, as if there was a factor that made people blush and their heartbeats spread.
Tong Xuelu was a little confused by his gaze, and the next moment she heard him say-
"He didn't offend me, but he offended you."
"Bang" sound.
Tong Xuelu's heart seemed to be gently tapped by something: "The Jiang family was reported. Could it be that you, Comrade Wen, played a role in this?"
The sunset glow was like orange juice that was kicked over, dyeing the entire sky red.
The afterglow of the sunset shone on Wen Rugui's face, and his face seemed to start to blush again: "Yeah."
Then he talked about how he took a car to Beihe Province to find Jiang Danhong, and how he, together with his father and Pu Jianyi, worked together to report Jiang Huarong and drag him down.
His words were very objective and plain, and there was not a single credit for himself, but Tong Xuelu could feel the danger and hardship without him saying it.
He went to Beihe Province after leaving her home. He had just returned from a business trip, and his face was exhausted and his voice was hoarse. But for her sake, he traveled thousands of miles to Beihe Province.
Tong Xuelu felt as if someone had stuffed her mouth with sour dates, sour and sweet.
"Thank you, Comrade Wen!"
When Xiao's mother told her about the Jiang family, she thought Jiang Huarong had offended someone, and she was glad that evil had paid off.
She never thought that it was not God's will, but people who pushed the situation from beginning to end.
The person who pushed the situation was not someone else, but Wen Rugui.
"You're welcome."
Her misty almond eyes were sparkling, with gratitude for him in her eyes. Wen Rugui's heartbeat accelerated again when she looked at him like this.
Tong Xuelu glanced at his red ears, and said with a frown: "Comrade Wen, are you so kind to everyone?"
Wen Rugui was startled, and the next moment he stammered: "No, no, I am only so kind to you." As
soon as he said it, Wen Rugui realized that it seemed to be a bit reckless: "I didn't mean that..."
Tong Xuelu raised her eyebrows slightly: "Then what does Comrade Wen mean? Does Comrade Wen usually help other female comrades like this?"
Wen Rugui shook his head repeatedly: "No, I don't help other female comrades." Never.
Tong Xuelu saw that he was as nervous as a primary school student facing a teacher, and finally couldn't help laughing: "Comrade Wen, don't be nervous, I'm joking with you, I'm very happy to hear you say that!"
The setting sun fell on her face, dyeing her cheeks red.
Wen Rugui stared at her face, unable to move his eyes away.
At this moment, there was another knock on the door and a strange male voice -
"Zhuzhu, are you in there?"
Before Tong Xuelu could react, Wei Zhuzhu on the other end shouted, "My ugly brother is here to see me!"
After that, she left Tong Mianmian and ran to open the door.
Tong Xuelu's curiosity was aroused, and the ambiguous atmosphere before was swept away.
After a while, Wei Zhuzhu walked in with a tall boy.
The boy was about seventeen or eighteen years old, tall, with regular features, not ugly at all, but his skin was a little dark.
Seeing Tong Xuelu, he paused for a moment, then a shy look appeared on his face: "Hello, you should be Comrade Tong, right? I am Wei Zhuzhu's elder brother, my name is Wei Ran."
Tong Xuelu smiled and replied: "Hello, my name is Tong Xuelu, I often hear Grandma Shen and Zhuzhu mention you!"
Wei Zhuzhu interrupted: "Sister Xuelu, do you think my elder brother is ugly? I always think he was picked up by my grandma!"
Everyone: "..."
Tong Xuelu almost burst out laughing.
Wei Ran's face turned redder, and he lowered his head and glared at his sister: "Don't talk nonsense, you and I are siblings with the same father and mother. If I look ugly, you are also ugly!"
Wei Zhuzhu's eyes widened, as if she was frightened by this knowledge: "You are talking nonsense, you and I look different, I am the same beauty as Sister Xuelu!"
Tong Xuelu found it very interesting to see the two siblings quarreling with each other.
Wen Rugui frowned slightly, and his heartbeat slowed down.
Wei Ran saw Tong Xuelu's smile, and his face turned redder.
He handed the bag and vegetables over and said, "My grandma asked me to bring this over."
Tong Xuelu took it and saw a white dress in the bag.
The dress was made two days ago, but the waistline was not right. Shen Wanrong was determined to modify it to be perfect, so she brought it over now.
Tong Xuelu thanked her, "Go back and say thank you to your grandma for me."
Wei Ran didn't dare to look at her face, he responded, and took Wei Zhuzhu home.
Seeing Wei Ran leave, Wen Rugui secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Tong Xuelu looked at the sky and said, "Comrade Wen, why don't we have dinner here tonight?"
Wen Rugui paused and nodded, "Okay, thank you for your help."
"No problem."
**
After practicing for a while, Tong Jiaxin was able to ride a bicycle.
However, his legs were not long enough, so he could only sit on the horizontal bar to ride. On the way back, the two brothers each rode a distance.
Back to the alley, it was Tong Jiaming's turn to ride.
Tong Jiaming suddenly wanted to see if he could carry someone now, so he turned around and said to Tong Jiaxin, "Get on, I'll carry you."
Tong Jiaxin stared, "Can you do it?"
Men can't be told no, and boys are the same.
Tong Jiaming was inspired and suddenly felt a sense of victory: "Get on quickly!"
Tong Jiaxin saw that his second brother was so confident, so he jumped up and sat on the back seat, shouting "It's OK!"
With another person behind him, the bike became heavier.
Tong Jiaming almost couldn't hold the bike, he used all his strength, his face flushed, and then he rode crookedly.
Tong Jiaxin saw that his second brother could really carry people, and couldn't help but said excitedly: "Second brother, you can carry people, that's great, we will go to school later..."
Before he finished speaking, the front of the bike suddenly tilted.
With a "bang",
the man and the bike fell to the ground together.
The two brothers gasped.
Tong Jiaming climbed up, regardless of the bleeding knees, and turned around to ask his brother if he was okay.
But before he could open his mouth, Tong Jiaxin said with a look of heartache: "The bike was broken, second brother, it's all your fault! Don't be so stubborn if you can't carry people!"
Tong Jiaming: "..."
In his eyes, his brother is not as valuable as the bike?
The truth is so cruel.
In Tong Jiaxin's eyes, the bike is his treasure.
He couldn't even take care of his own injuries. He picked up the bike and found that the front of the bike was tilted, which made him even more heartbroken.
When the two returned home, Tong Xulu soon found out that they had fallen off their bikes.
But she didn't say anything. Boys are thick-skinned and it's nothing to fall.
The Wei family sent over some taro, and she planned to make a Hakka-style stuffed tofu, garlic-stirred vegetables, and a candied taro.
She used a spoon to dig a hole in the middle of the tofu, stuffed the prepared meat filling in, and then put it in the pot to fry.
After frying until both sides were golden brown, she added a small amount of water and various seasonings, and simmered on low heat until the sauce was reduced.
Wen Rugui was helping to peel the taro, but his eyes fell on her from time to time.
She cooked quickly and her expression was very focused, just like when he was doing experiments.
Discovering that the two of them had such a common point, he couldn't help but smile.
Tong Xuelu noticed his gaze, turned around and smiled: "Comrade Wen, be careful, don't cut your hand."
Wen Rugui came back to his senses, and the tip of his ear was slightly red: "Well, the last time was an accident. I'm actually... quite good at cooking."
He always remembered what she said in his heart, but when he said it, he felt a little guilty.
Compared with her, his cooking skills are really not good enough.
Tong Xuelu didn't know that one sentence made him think so much, and curled her lips: "Really, if there is a chance in the future, I will try Comrade Wen's cooking skills!"
Wen Rugui's heart moved, and he nodded heavily: "There will be a chance!"
After Tong Xuelu made Hakka fermented tofu, she started to stir-fry the green vegetables with garlic.
After the green vegetables were cooked, wash the pot and prepare to make the shredded taro.
Wen Rugui had already cut the taro into small pieces, and Tong Xulu added the oil.
Making candied taro requires a lot of oil and sugar. If it were normal times, she would definitely not make it, but she owed Wen Rugui too much.
At the moment, she couldn't repay him, and the only thing she could do was to make delicious food for him.
After the oil was hot, she put the taro in and fried it until it was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. After the taro was fried, she boiled the sugar.
After the sugar started to bubble, pour the fried taro in and stir-fry evenly, and then it can be served.
The kitchen was filled with tempting aromas. Wen Rugui was not hungry at first, but now her appetite was aroused, and she couldn't help swallowing her saliva several times.
Tong Xuelu picked up a piece of shredded taro, turned to Wen Rugui and said, "Comrade Wen, you try it and see if it's sweet enough?"
Wen Rugui looked at the chopsticks she handed over, his heart choked, and then his heartbeat started again.
This time, because the two of them were standing closer, Tong Xuelu heard his heartbeat, and the smile in her eyes became deeper.
"Comrade Wen?"
Tong Xuelu shouted, trying not to laugh.
Wen Rugui came back to his senses, and his ears turned red: "I can do it myself."
Tong Xuelu was not surprised by his answer. If he dared to eat from her hand, he would not be Wen Rugui who blushed all the time.
She handed the chopsticks over: "Here."
When Wen Rugui took the chopsticks, his fingers accidentally brushed against hers. His hand trembled and the chopsticks almost fell to the ground.
Tong Xuelu glanced at his ears, which were so red that they were almost bleeding, and decided not to tease him anymore.
Seeing Tong Xuelu turned away, Wen Rugui finally felt that he could breathe.
The shredded taro was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The taro was soft and fragrant, and the skin was crispy and sweet on the outside. One bite and the sweetness spread from the mouth to the heart.
Tong Xuelu turned around with the vegetables in her hand and asked him, "Comrade Wen, how does it taste?"
Wen Rugui said, "It's delicious."
Tong Xuelu curled her lips and said, "As long as you like it."
"Bang, bang, bang!"
It was Wen Rugui's thundering heartbeat that answered Tong Xuelu.
Tong Xuelu asked Tong Jiaming and Tong Jiaxin to come over to serve the dishes, and then she prepared to deliver one of the shredded taro to the Wei family next door.
Wen Rugui thought of Wei Ran's blushing smile at Tong Xuelu, and tightened his chopsticks: "Comrade Tong, are you going to send something to the next door?"
Tong Xuelu nodded.
Wen Rugui's eyelashes trembled slightly: "It's dark, why don't you let your two brothers go over there."
Two brothers: ? ?
Aren't they afraid of the dark?
Tong Xuelu thought it didn't matter who sent it over there, since he said so, let Tong Jiaming and Tong Jiaxin send it over there. Tong Jiaming
was fine, but Tong Jiaxin was muttering in his heart.
This trip back and forth would delay his meal!
He quickly ran to Wei's house, and then came back to eat in a gust of wind.
Hakka-style tofu, the tofu is fresh and tender, and the pork is added with chopped mushrooms, which is fragrant and chewy, and tastes delicious.
Tong Jiaxin poured the tofu soup into the rice and ate it ravenously.
Tong Mianmian, like Wen Rugui, liked the shredded taro the most.
Tong Xuelu poked a piece of taro for her with chopsticks.
The little dumpling held the chopsticks and ate with her mouth bulging, like a little squirrel, so cute.
After dinner, the two brothers went to wash the dishes.
Tong Xuelu took out the extra shredded taro and the dried chrysanthemums she made last time for Wen Rugui to take back.
When she sent him to the door, Tong Xuelu looked at him and said, "Comrade Wen, do you know what day next Saturday is?"
Wen Rugui shook his head: "I don't know."
Next Sunday is Mid-Autumn Festival, and he really doesn't know what day the day before Mid-Autumn Festival is.
Tong Xuelu: "It's my birthday. I plan to invite Comrade Wen, Comrade Pu, and that Jiang Danhong to my house for dinner that day. I wonder if you would be willing to do me the honor?"
She admired Jiang Danhong's tenacity and perseverance. If it were her, she might not be able to do as well as she did.
Now she is alone in Beijing and has to face the rumors around her. She really wants to do something for this poor woman.
And she thinks Jiang Danhong is a very wise person.
Although Jiang Huarong is guilty, many people think she is killing her relatives for the sake of justice, especially since the Jiang family raised her since she was a child. There will always be some saints who think she is ruthless and selfish.
If she only reported Jiang Huarong, it would be fine. Then she would have to report her father-in-law and husband. Once the news gets out, the pressure she will face will be very terrifying.
I guess she had guessed this, so she handed over her dowry to the state and chose the most ordinary job.
It is impossible for one person to have all the benefits. By handing over her dowry, she could not only prevent others from being jealous, but also leave a good impression in the minds of those leaders.
If she needs help in the future, someone will help her because of her character.
Wen Rugui apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't know it was your birthday that day. I will definitely come."
He paused and said, "But I don't know if Comrade Jiang will come."
Tong Xulu waved her hand, "It's okay, just ask her. If she wants to come, she can come. If she doesn't want to come, don't force her."
Wen Rugui nodded, his eyelashes drooping slightly, "Is Comrade Tong looking forward to any special gift for your birthday?"
Tong Xulu was about to speak when Tong Mianmian on the side said in a baby voice, "Sister wants a military coat!"
Wen Rugui reacted quickly this time and nodded, "Okay."
Tong Xulu hurriedly said, "Comrade Wen, please don't bother, and you don't have to buy anything, just come over."
She casually mentioned the military coat when she brought the clothes that day, but she didn't expect Tong Mianmian to remember it.
Wen Rugui glanced at her and said, "No trouble."
After Wen Rugui left, Tong Xuelu closed the wooden door and looked back to see the little girl with her head down, looking aggrieved.
She walked over and rubbed her head: "What's wrong with Mianmian? Why are you so listless?"
Tong Mianmian raised her head, blinked her big eyes and said carefully: "Sister, did Mianmian say something wrong?"
Tong Xuelu squatted down, kissed her fair and tender little face and said, "Mianmian didn't say anything wrong, and sister doesn't blame you."
She didn't know if it was because their parents died early, she felt that the three brothers and sisters of the Tong family were more sensitive than ordinary children.
Tong Mianmian's big eyes lit up when she heard this, and she hugged her sister's face and kissed her back.
**
Wen Rugui returned to the military compound.
When Old Master Wen saw him, he was surprised and asked, "Why are you still in the city? I thought you went back to the base!"
After saying that, before Wen Rugui could answer, he saw the bag in his hand.
Old Master Wen raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you holding in your hand? Why do I smell a fragrance?"
Wen Rugui: "It's a candied taro made by a friend."
A friend = young grass.
Old Master Wen is now very sensitive to the word "friend". When he hears the word "friend", he thinks of young grass: "Is it made of young grass? Bring it over to me to taste it!"
Wen Rugui also knew that he couldn't keep it, so he took out the candied taro.
Old Master Wen: "What's in that bag?"
"Dried chrysanthemums."
Hearing that it was dried chrysanthemums, Old Master Wen was not interested.
Wen Rugui was about to go upstairs with the dried chrysanthemums when he heard Old Master Wen say, "Did you explain everything to Miss Nencao today?"
Wen Rugui said nothing.
When Old Master Wen saw him like this, he knew what he didn't understand: "You little bastard, you eat and take things. You owe Miss Nencao so many favors. Do you have the nerve not to repay her with your body?"
"..."
Wen Rugui's foot stuttered when he went upstairs and he almost kicked the stairs.
After Wen Rugui went upstairs, Uncle Zong fried the shredded taro again and prepared to eat.
Old Master Wen said with concern, "Xiao Zong, the doctor said you have high blood sugar. Just eat one piece." Uncle
Zong: "..."
Commander, it's obviously you who has high blood sugar!
Wen Rugui took a bath and lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, not feeling sleepy at all.
His mind kept echoing with the words of his grandfather, "You like young grass."
The word "like" rolled through his heart.
Tong Xulu's smiling face immediately appeared in his mind, and his heart began to beat wildly uncontrollably. He
returned to the base the next day.
As soon as he sat down, Zhou Yan came over: "Why did you take another leave?"
Wen Rugui: "Something happened at home."
Zhou Yan walked in and saw the dried chrysanthemums he had placed on the table: "It just so happens that my throat has been a little uncomfortable these two days. Give me some of your dried chrysanthemums."
As he said, he was about to take it, but before his hand touched it, the dried chrysanthemums were quickly taken away by Wen Rugui and locked in the cabinet.
? ?
Zhou Yan: "Rugui, I find you've been really weird lately. Not to mention taking leave all day, why have you become so stingy?"
It's just some dried chrysanthemums, but you have to lock them in the cupboard!
Wen Rugui took out some Sterculia lychnophora from an unlocked cupboard, pushed it over and said, "Sterculia lychnophora is more effective, you can use it."
Zhou Yan had Sterculia lychnophora, so he didn't bother with the dried chrysanthemums. After telling him what happened, he took the Sterculia lychnophora and left.
Wen Rugui called out to him: "Zhou Yan, how are you sure that you like your partner?"
Zhou Yan showed a shocked look on his face: "Rugui, why are you asking this? Do you have a partner?"
Wen Rugui blinked: "No, I have a friend who doesn't know if he likes a girl, so I asked you for him."
Zhou Yan grinned: "Then you asked the right person! By the way, why is your friend so slow that he doesn't even know whether he likes someone or not?"
"To like someone means that you want to see the other person all the time, think about the other person all the time, and you will be happier than anyone else when you see the other person smile. If the other person encounters difficulties, you will be very anxious and want to help her solve everything!"
Wen Rugui's hand holding the enamel pot trembled, and water almost spilled out.
Although his expression was still indifferent, his heart was filled with shock and excitement. He
knew everything Zhou Yan said!
So, he really liked Comrade Tong!
Zhou Yan saw him in a daze and pointed a finger at him: "Why are you in a daze? Is there something you don't understand?"
Wen Rugui came back to his senses, and his ears turned red: "How did you confirm your relationship with your partner?"
Zhou Yan's mouth was almost grinning to his ears: "That's easy, just say it directly. Girls are always shy, and we men should be brave and direct!"
Zhou Yan was passionate and acted as a love strategist. He didn't leave until he was sure that Wen Rugui had no other problems.
As soon as he walked into the office, he bumped into Jiao Bojun who was walking over.
Jiao Bojun's eyes fell on the Sterculia lychnophora in his hand, and his pupils shrank.
Zhou Yan called out "Director Jiao", and seeing him staring at the Sterculia lychnophora in his hand, he explained: "This Sterculia lychnophora was given to Rugui by Director Jiao. I just had some discomfort in my throat, so I asked him for some."
Jiao Bojun came to his senses: "Sterculia lychnophora is good for the throat."
After that, he patted Zhou Yan on the shoulder and turned away.
These past few days, his wife has been telling him about his daughter and Wen Rugui. He thought for a long time before deciding to come over today to test the waters.
But when he saw the Pang Dahai in Zhou Yan's hand just now, he felt that there was no need to ask anymore.
**
Tong Xulu went to register for the master's certificate the next day, and the exams were to be held at the beginning of the month.
It was only the middle of the month, and there was still more than half a month until the beginning of next month. She told Liu Dongchang about the registration.
Liu Dongchang asked her to practice hard and get the master's certificate.
Although there were no targets for how much profit a state-owned hotel could make, the last time the leaders came over for dinner, they mentioned it to someone after returning, and then the news spread. During the meeting, Liu Dongchang was singled out for praise. He
was also rewarded with two enamel pots, which made him very excited.
He had been the manager of a state-owned hotel for five or six years, but he had never been praised, and his leaders could not remember him!
But now he was praised in front of hundreds of people, and I don’t know how many people envied him!
He thought about it for a day and decided to give one of the enamel pots to Tong Xuelu to encourage her to cook well in the future.
When he walked to the door of the kitchen, he heard voices from inside.
Meng Qingqing: "Xuelu, do you have a partner?"
Tong Xuelu shook her head: "No, what about you?"
Meng Qingqing blushed slightly: "I don't have one either, what kind of person do you like as your partner?"
Tong Xuelu thought for a while and said: "Capable and responsible, and good-looking."
Meng Qingqing's eyes lit up: "You think the same as me! I also want to find a square-faced, capable and responsible partner!"
Tong Xuelu: "..."
I didn't say I like a square face.
Liu Dongchang, who was standing at the door of the kitchen, shuddered.
Capable, as the manager of a state-owned hotel, countless people envied him. Responsible
, he has always been a very responsible man, and now he still often gives money to his elder sister.
Square face, he has never seen anyone with a face more square and square than his!
Liu Dongchang scratched his hair and thought to himself, could it be that both Tong Xuelu and Meng Qingqing like him?
Tong Xuelu and Meng Qingqing are both pretty girls. Tong
Xuelu is pretty, good at cooking, Meng Qingqing is not so good-looking, but she has both parents and two brothers at home, unlike Tong Xuelu, whose parents are both dead and she has three younger brothers and sisters to take care of.
Thinking of this, Liu Dongchang was entangled.
Which one should he choose?
Sometimes being too good is also a burden.
Then, Tong Xuelu found that Liu Dongchang's eyes fell on her and Meng Qingqing from time to time, sometimes nodding, sometimes frowning.
Like a psychopathic and obscene man.
Fortunately, he did not harass them further, otherwise she would definitely punch him in the face.
Time passed quickly, and it was the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Because the next day was the Mid-Autumn Festival, the state-owned hotel closed after noon and would not reopen until Monday.
As employees of the state-owned hotel, each of them was given a pound of pork and some green vegetables, as well as two pounds of strong flour.
The benefits were very good.
After work, she went to the supply and marketing cooperative with Grandma Shen next door to buy things.
Because it was a festival, the supply and marketing cooperative was crowded with people, and the moon cakes were snatched away as soon as they were taken out.
They couldn't beat those people, and neither of them bought any.
This made Tong Xulu realize once again how scarce the materials were in this era. If it were in the future, there would be so many moon cakes that they could not be eaten up, and there would be no situation where they could not buy any.
The other items were also in great demand. In the end, Tong Xulu only managed to grab two kilograms of pig intestines.
This was left over because everyone was reluctant to use salt to clean them and to use seasonings. Otherwise, it would not have been her turn.
Shen Wanrong was not interested in pig intestines and only bought some vegetables in the end.
But she was not worried because she had some extra vegetables from her family and they also stockpiled a lot of food at home. Even if they didn't have it, Wei Guozhi would find a way to get it.
The ingredients were limited, so Tong Xulu thought about it and decided to make dumplings, a halved pig intestine and a cold bean sprout.
It was getting dark.
Wen Rugui finally came.
In addition to Pu Jianyi, there was also a woman in her thirties.
Tong Xuelu was still worried that Jiang Danhong would not accept her invitation. When she saw her, she immediately went to meet her: "This should be Comrade Jiang, right?"
Jiang Danhong stared into Tong Xuelu's eyes, making sure that there was no contempt or ridicule in her eyes, and then she pulled the corner of her mouth: "Hello, Comrade Tong, I am Jiang Danhong."
When she received Wen Rugui's invitation, she was very shocked.
She sent her uncle to be shot for the sake of justice, and sentenced all the Jiang family members to be sent to the farm for reform. Many people said that they sympathized with her.
However, few people were willing to make friends with her, especially after knowing that she was going to report her father-in-law and husband, the eyes of the people looking at her became even more strange and weird.
She didn't care how others viewed her, and no one could stop her from doing what she wanted to do!
This Mid-Autumn Festival, she is ready to spend it alone, just like she has done in the past decade or so.
Unexpectedly, Wen Rugui came to invite her, saying that a female comrade wanted to invite her to her birthday party.
She was shocked, but also worried that the other party wanted to laugh at her.
However, based on her confidence and trust in Wen Rugui's character, she finally came.
Tong Xuelu smiled sincerely and said, "I'm so glad you can come! Come in quickly."
A group of people came in one after another. As soon as Pu Jianyi walked in, he smelled the fragrance: "Comrade Tong, what delicious food are you making today?"
Does he have a dog's nose? He can smell it from so far away.
Tong Xuelu complained in her heart: "Dumplings, halved pig intestines and cold bean sprouts."
Pu Jianyi frowned: "Pig intestines? This thing smells very bad, you smell very good!"
Tong Xuelu: "Pig intestines will not smell if you wash them clean. The dumpling fillings are ready. Go wash your hands and make dumplings together."
The fun of making dumplings is to do it together, especially during the Chinese New Year, when everyone gathers around a table to make dumplings, talking and laughing, which is a special atmosphere.
Tong Xuelu took the group to the living room, introduced them to Tong Jiaming and others, and then prepared to go back to the kitchen to continue making things.
Because she couldn't buy moon cakes, she planned to make some herself to give away.
Tong Xuelu walked into the kitchen, and Wen Rugui followed in with a big bag in his hand.
Hearing the footsteps behind her, Tong Xuelu raised her head: "Why isn't Comrade Wen inside making dumplings with them?"
"I'll come and help you." Wen Rugui said as he walked in and handed over the bag in his hand, "This is your birthday present, happy birthday!"
Tong Xuelu took it and opened it, only to see that it was a military green coat.
Military coats are not easy to get, even harder than buying "Dacron".
Even if he has connections, she couldn't pretend to know nothing just because of this.
The light from the overhead light shone on her face, making her face look even whiter and more delicate.
Tong Xuelu tilted her head: "Thank you, Comrade Wen, but there is a question I don't quite understand."
Wen Rugui looked at her with dark eyes: "What is the question?"
Tong Xuelu: "Why is Comrade Wen so nice to me?"
The cool autumn wind rustled the leaves outside, and the subtle fragrance of osmanthus drifted in, casting an ambiguous atmosphere on such a night.
The kitchen was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and her voice was extremely clear.
"You... don't you like me?"
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