Chapter 11 Ask him for monthly living expenses!
Anyway, it’s early winter now, so there’s no need to worry about the food going bad.
Who knows, maybe they are too tired.
It might be because he hadn't eaten all day, but he finished all four meat dishes and six taels of rice.
Zhao Qianqian felt that this kind of life without her mother-in-law to worry about them and just the two of them was really nice.
Cook when you want to, don’t cook when you don’t want to.
The most important thing is that Zeng Cheng is rich.
It can satisfy her life of being a parasite!
After dinner, Zeng Cheng asked Zhao Qianqian if she wanted to go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy something?
After all, tomorrow is the day when the three brothers return home.
But Zhao Qianqian said no.
First, Zeng's father mailed a lot of things to Zeng Cheng, so he could offer his gratitude.
The second reason is that Zhao Qianqian really doesn’t like Old Man Qian and the people in the Qian family. They are too calculating and she doesn’t want to prepare more things!
Third, even if Zhao Qianqian wants to live a life of idleness, she still has to plan for herself and save as much as possible.
Now she had the 300 yuan betrothal gift from Zeng Cheng, the 20 yuan dowry, the 20 yuan that Zeng Cheng gave her for buying groceries, which Zhao's mother refused, and the 13.08 yuan that she had saved up.
She had a total of 353.8 cents in her hand!
Although this amount of money was a huge sum in that era, it was still far from enough to support my life as a parasite.
You have to save at least 10,000 yuan before you can live a peaceful life.
Old Qian's family.
Today is the day for the third generation to return home.
Yesterday, Zhao Qianqian didn't ask Zeng Cheng to buy anything else.
Because Zeng Cheng's father mailed him things like brown sugar and malted milk biscuits.
Zhao Qianqian felt that these were enough as return gifts.
Finally, she prepared two packets of brown sugar, two packets of White Rabbit milk candy, a bottle of malted milk, and a box of biscuits.
There doesn't seem to be much stuff.
But every item that is taken out is in short supply.
The Qian family and Zhao's mother were also very happy to see it.
As newlyweds, they would get up very late even when visiting their parents’ home.
Anyway, it was already noon when we arrived.
Zhao's mother made dumplings for them to eat, and when she left, she also gave them two bowls.
I just fry it at home in the evening and I don’t even have to cook dinner.
In addition to dumplings, some pickles were also packed for Zhao Qianqian.
Zhao Qianqian didn't want to take it at that time.
But Zhao's mother insisted that she take it: "You will have to live your life in the future, so you can't spend money lavishly. This little pickle can sometimes be eaten as a meal."
After three days of wedding leave.
Zeng Cheng is about to go to work.
Zhao Qianqian originally thought that if she wanted to win a man’s heart, she had to first capture his stomach.
So not only do I have to prepare three meals a day for Zeng Cheng, but they also have to be delicious.
But often the thoughts are pretty good.
When it comes to actual implementation, it’s not like that.
On the first morning of her first day as a good wife and mother, Zhao Qianqian couldn't get up at all.
Zeng Cheng made breakfast himself.
He only knows how to cook noodles, boil eggs in water, or make porridge.
So Zeng Cheng’s breakfast was a big pot of white rice porridge and two boiled eggs.
Zhao Qianqian thought this breakfast was really good.
A bowl of white porridge and two boiled eggs.
It was also served with some pickled vegetables brought from Zhao's mother.
Zhao Qianqian really thought this breakfast was good.
When Zhao gave it to her, she didn't want it.
Now I think pickles are really delicious.
I have to say that Zhao's mother's cooking skills are really good.
The pickled cucumbers are very crispy and the pickled green peppers are very fragrant.
It’s really a great dish to go with rice!
After breakfast.
Zhao Qianqian cleaned the house again and it was time to make lunch.
Zeng Cheng must not have eaten enough this morning.
It was mainly a bowl of white porridge with two boiled eggs, which really didn't satisfy my hunger at all.
Zeng Cheng worked in the fields, which was hard labor.
So she must make something delicious at noon.
I looked at the ingredients at home.
There is no meat or fish at all.
But there is still a lot of white flour and a few eggs.
So at noon, Zhao Qianqian made leek and egg dumplings with white flour.
Chives are grown in private plots.
There were five eggs left at home, and she used them all.
Actually, there were still a lot of eggs at home, but a lot of them were used on the day of the wedding banquet.
The chive dumplings were ready and the porridge was heated up.
She glanced at the time and it was already past 12 o'clock.
But Zeng Cheng hasn’t come back yet?
Is he working so hard to earn work points?
Zhao Qianqian was originally preparing to go to the field to pick someone up.
At this time, Zeng Cheng came back. Although it was early winter, he was sweating profusely, and his whole body was dirty. There was a cut on his hand.
Zhao Qianqian felt so distressed when she saw how hard her man worked.
Zeng Cheng was still in the mood to tease her: "What happened? Why is it that when I came back, I was greeted not by your warm hug, but by your face that looked like it was about to cry?"
She curled her lips and said, "I don't want you to work so hard. Why don't you not go to work this afternoon? Anyway, I don't expect you to earn work points to support me."
"I don't make money, and you don't make money either, so how are we going to support ourselves?" The man stretched out his hand and held her in his arms.
In fact, he used to think that work was very hard.
But now Zeng Cheng only thinks about working to support his wife.
Zeng Cheng felt full of strength.
He wanted to earn ten work points every day.
Zhao Qianqian's eyes flashed with calculation: "Hehe, anyway, your father will mail you fifty yuan every month, so if we save a little, it will be enough for us to spend."
Zhao Qianqian is a character who traveled through time and space in a book.
Naturally, I know how rich Zeng Cheng's family is.
And in a few years, everything will be open.
His maternal grandfather's family will also be rehabilitated.
There is no need to make a living from the land.
Zeng Cheng scratched her nose in displeasure. "You tried so hard to seduce me, was it because my dad mailed me a lot of stuff every month, plus 50 yuan?"
yes.
She was the reason.
But Zhao Qianqian would not admit it in front of the man.
"I clearly like you, don't talk nonsense." Zhao Qianqian then said sarcastically: "Anyway, you won't give me the 50 yuan every month. And we're out of eggs at home, so we need to buy some more."
"You are asking me for my monthly living expenses!" the man teased.
"Of course, shouldn't you give it?" Zhao Qianqian pouted and acted coquettishly: "My mother still has 30 yuan of living expenses every month. Shouldn't I get more than her? After all, you are so rich."
"If I give you all 50 yuan, will I spend it myself?"
"I can give it to you." Zhao Qianqian drew circles on the man's chest: "Anyway, what's mine is yours, and what's yours is still yours. Don't you still have savings?"
"Not only did they take into account my 50 yuan pocket money every month, they even took into account my family's assets."
"I'm not calculating. If you don't want to give it to me, then don't give it to me." She pretended to be angry.
"Forget it. I knew what kind of person you were before I married you." Zeng Cheng took out 200 yuan from an iron box and gave it to her.
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