"Thank you, Lao Si!" Jiang Chunlai looked at Jiang Chunlin gratefully and said sincerely.
He was often beaten by Jiang Chunlin since he was a child. Not to mention him, even his eldest brother and second brother were often beaten by Jiang Chunlin.
As an older brother, how can I not feel resentful when I have been beaten by my younger brother since I was a child?
Unable to defeat them in a fight, the three brothers secretly put salt into Jiang Chunlin's rice bowl. Food was precious, and Jiang Chunlin grimaced at the saltiness, but he still ate the whole bowl of noodles.
They held the gourd ladle and drank water the whole afternoon, while the three brothers hid in the dark and laughed secretly.
When Jiang Chunlin found out about this later, he was beaten up again!
He always thought that the fourth brother was unkind and didn't know how to respect others.
Last night, Fenxia suddenly had her period, and he was so scared that he was at a loss. It was the fourth brother who rushed to the village chief's house to borrow a cart and a bicycle, and instructed him to carry Fenxia onto the cart.
His mind was blank at the time and he was completely confused, but the fourth brother was like a lighthouse, illuminating his way forward.
Jiang Chunlin saw what Jiang Chunlai was thinking and raised his eyebrows. "When Qinghe and I were framed by Zhu Yinling, you also rushed to help me. I am repaying you for your kindness."
Jiang Chunlai, who was almost moved by his own sentimentality and almost in tears, instantly held back the tears in his eyes when he heard Jiang Chunlin's words.
After Jiang Chunlai left, Shen Qinghe saw that Chen Fenxia was still asleep, so she whispered to Jiang Chunlin, "Stay here for now. I'll go to the state-owned restaurant and buy Fenxia a bowl of dumpling soup."
The noodles just bought have become clumpy. Chen Fenxia doesn’t know when she will wake up, and the state-owned restaurant has a time limit for selling meals. It would be better to buy a bowl of dumpling soup so that she can eat it directly when she wakes up.
"I'll go." Jiang Chunlin glanced at the bright sun outside. Shen Qinghe loved beauty, so she would wear long sleeves every time she went out no matter how hot the weather was. She would only take off her shirt to reveal the short sleeves underneath when she arrived at the black market.
"Okay, be careful on the road." Shen Qinghe said casually.
Jiang Chunlin stared at her with gloomy eyes, "Are you worried about me?"
Without waiting for Shen Qinghe to speak, he said slowly, "Don't forget that I am your master. I have never seen anyone who can beat me."
After saying that, she walked away proudly carrying her empty lunch box.
Shen Qinghe, "..."
This is a child, why is his desire to win so strong?
childish!
When Jiang Chunlin passed by the supply and marketing cooperative, he paused and turned in.
When he came out, he had a net bag in his hand, which contained some snacks.
"Chunlin? Why are you coming to eat now?" Zhu Zhigang was sitting at a table near the door and eating dumplings. When he saw Jiang Chunlin come in, he asked in surprise.
Jiang Chunlin didn't reply, "I'll go buy food first, and I'll talk to you later."
Zhu Zhigang nodded and continued to eat dumplings.
Jiang Chunlin bought a bowl of dumpling soup, and seeing that there were meat buns, he bought five more. He sat next to Zhu Zhigang with his things.
"Why are you eating here?"
Zhu Zhigang swallowed the dumplings in his mouth and said in a frustrated tone, "Don't mention it. Before I went to work, my mother told me to cook a big plate of chicken for lunch and asked me to go home for lunch.
I ended up having a fight with my sister and didn’t get to eat, so I came here to eat a bowl of dumplings. What are you doing…”
Zhu Zhigang looked at Jiang Chunlin in confusion as he saw him eating both snacks and meals.
It is sad for a woman to have a miscarriage, so naturally the fewer people who know about it, the better.
Jiang Chunlin said, "I have something to do. Please ask for leave for me this afternoon."
"Okay!" Zhu Zhigang nodded.
He and Jiang Chunlin are good brothers. Since he doesn't want to say it, he won't ask any more questions.
Just like the matter of his sister, he never mentioned it in front of Jiang Chunlin. It was not because he did not trust him, but because he was too embarrassed to say it.
You can't tell your good friend that his sister has a crush on a married man?
The key point is that he still doesn't know who that man is. His mother and Qiao Lan kept it a secret from him, for fear that he would go looking for that man to settle the score.
If he knew, he would definitely not let the man go.
What the hell, he already has a wife, how can he seduce other lesbians?
After Jiang Chunlin and Zhu Zhigang finished eating, they walked out of the state-owned restaurant together, one went left to work in the factory, and the other went right to the county hospital.
…
There were three beds in the ward. Chen Fenxia sat at the innermost bed. Shen Qinghe sat on a chair by the window, writing and drawing on paper with a pen in her hand.
Wang Guimei's words today gave her new ideas.
She said that her older sisters cannot go out because they are taking care of their grandchildren, so she can design some comfortable and good-looking clothes for this group of people. They cannot be too fashionable, as this era does not allow for too flashy clothes, so she can make some small changes to current popular clothes.
And those children, in the eyes of the poor, children are just used to continue the offspring, but in the eyes of the rich, children will bring honor to the family in the future.
"Sister, who is this patient to you?"
Shen Qinghe was so absorbed in her thoughts that she suddenly heard a man's voice beside her ear and she started to move to the side.
She looked warily at the strange man who was looking at her with a flattering expression. He was the relative of the patient in the middle.
"Is there anything wrong with you?" Shen Qinghe asked sternly with eyes as sharp as knives.
man,"……"
This girl is pretty, why is she so fierce?
Good-looking girls have the capital to be aggressive.
The man consoled himself, pointed at the woman sleeping in the middle bed and said, "I'm here to take care of my mom, what about you?"
"What's the matter with you?" Shen Qinghe looked at the man in confusion. Did her face show that she was easy to approach?
The man chuckled and said, although this girl is a bit fierce, she is pretty.
He likes this face, this waist, and these legs, and he can't wait to have his wedding night with them.
Clearing his throat, the man said softly, "Girl, I work in a canning factory, and I make 28 dollars a month. Would you like to date me?
If you are willing to marry me, I will give you eight dollars pocket money every month."
The man spoke with a condescending tone, and there were not many men as generous as him.
"Eight dollars." Shen Qinghe smiled sweetly.
The man's soul was almost killed by her laughter. I didn't expect that this girl looked good when she was fierce, and even prettier when she smiled.
"Yes, if you will marry me, I will give you eight dollars a month, and you can spend it as you like."
"Eight dollars is a lot." Shen Qinghe said seriously, "It's enough for me to have a good meal at the state-owned restaurant every day, get a new set of clothes tailored every month, and have snacks."
The man's face darkened. All her expenses added up, and his entire salary was not enough to cover it.
"I don't have any money!" Shen Qinghe's face was pulled, "Why are you pretending to be rich in front of me when you don't have any money!"
The man was so angry that he said, "You are so lucky that I like you. Look at your clothes, which are full of patches. You still want to eat at a state-owned restaurant every day. Why don't you go to heaven...ah!"
Before the man could finish his words, Shen Qinghe threw him over his shoulder.
He didn't even know how Shen Qinghe made her move, and when he reacted, she was already lying on the ground.
His face turned pale with pain, but a man couldn't howl like a woman, so he endured the pain silently and glared at Shen Qinghe.
This crazy woman...
"You stinky bitch, if it weren't for your good looks, I wouldn't even look at you because of your poor appearance."
Jiang Chunlin, who had just stepped into the ward, looked stern. He put the things on the table and dragged the man out by the back of his collar.
Watching the man being dragged away by Jiang Chunlin like a rag, Shen Qinghe looked down at her own hands. They were quite strong. Why didn't she make Jiang Chunlin fall down last time?
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