Ye Zhiqiu rode his bicycle out of Sanlitun, his basket filled with rabbit-skin gloves and a hat. Wang Xiaolan had made them for Feng Xiaomei, but he hadn't gotten any. Liu Cuihua had knitted a scarf, and Ye Tianya had begged Wang Xiaolan for a long time before finally getting the money to buy his daughter-in-law these leather boots.
Wang Fugui... He gave Xiaomei a red envelope of 200 yuan, saying that he wanted her to buy a watch she liked.
Ye Zhiqiu was sometimes speechless. He was so rich, but why couldn't he spend his money like a rich man?
The main reason was that he had money in his supply space, so he didn't seem to have anything to spend it on. Although he could buy things for Feng Xiaomei and his family, he didn't even spend the bicycle purchase voucher!
The Qian family didn't consider buying a bicycle because no one needed it. They felt their family wasn't well off enough to afford it. They already had three bicycles, which was already outrageous, and adding another would be even more outrageous!
So this bicycle purchase receipt will just sit there gathering dust. But the family really cares about their daughter-in-law, and even Aunt Liu went so far as to knit her a scarf.
By the time Ye Zhiqiu returned to the Feng family, it was already four in the afternoon, and there were a lot more things in the basket. He brought back various ingredients every day, and today he brought pressed mutton. He would go back and slice it, and they would have mutton hot pot tonight!
These were all basic skills when he was learning to cook, and they were not difficult for Ye Zhiqiu at all. Although they were not so even, they were more than enough for hot pot at home!
When he returned here, Ye Zhiqiu went into the guard room, distributed cigarettes to the guards, and after lighting them, he asked, "Brothers, has Feng Xiaomei returned?"
"Well, you haven't come back yet. You should have the key, right? If you have the key, go in first. When Miss Feng comes back, we can tell her that you've gone back, so she won't have to wait for you here again."
"That's fine. I'll go back and make dinner first. I don't know what time she'll be back."
"Xiao Ye, you can actually cook? Are you really bragging?"
Ye Zhiqiu said proudly, "Do you really think I'm bragging? We have two great chef fathers. Didn't I say that back then? I started working as a buyer, and that's when I learned how to cook. I used my job as a buyer to deal in supplies, and my job as a chef to prepare banquets."
"Who knows you're not bragging? Don't you think about what you said? What the hell? You killed seven wolves by yourself when you encountered one? Who would believe that?"
Ye Zhiqiu curled his lips. They had indeed exaggerated a bit that time. But one of them said he killed two bears in his first year in the army, and the other said he killed four wild boars!
This is my first year in the army, so why can’t I defeat seven wolves?
"Humph, you're just jealous of the wolves I killed. I'm not going to argue with you any more. I need to go back and knead the dough."
"It's obviously Xiaoye, you're bragging too much..."
Ye Zhiqiu pushed his bicycle out of the guardhouse in frustration. These guys still didn't believe him. This made him feel frustrated. When he boasted at Ma Lan's place before, everyone believed him. Maybe it was because he was back at work, his bragging skills had declined...
After returning home, he really started mixing noodles, because after all, hot pot lamb needs noodles. Eating lamb and vegetables alone is not enough to fill you up, so you have to have two bowls of noodles, and then mix them with the sesame paste you eat with lamb. It's so satisfying!
After kneading the noodles, put them aside and start cutting the mutton. Later, you will also have to wash the radishes and cabbage. It is not enough to eat mutton and noodles alone, they need to be paired with vegetables.
After a long day of work, Feng Xiaomei returned, carrying a bag filled with nutritional supplements.
But when he came back, he was carrying so many bags, it was really exaggerated!
Ye Zhiqiu helped to carry the things. He said with a smile: "Wife, you went to visit the old man, not to control his house! Why did you bring so many things back? This is outrageous!"
Feng Xiaomei untied her scarf and said dissatisfiedly, "Oh, please don't blame me. I kept refusing, but my grandmother insisted on putting it in my hand, and I didn't dare to refuse too much. The old lady couldn't walk steadily, and I was worried that she would fall.
I was helpless, too. My father had known his teacher since childhood, a teacher who had been exiled to town. Later, he returned to the city and became a university professor, and he continued to support my education. So many years had passed, and their relationship remained strong. Today, the old lady held me and cried for a long time, and I couldn't help but cry with her.
My first and second uncles couldn't hold back and pulled me aside for a long conversation. They asked me where I wanted to work, and I said I wanted a job not too far from your brewery. Then they said they'd come over to our house in a couple of days to see you and chat about our marriage.
My master was lying in bed, and he told them that since my father was gone, they had to be good elders to me and get me married... Wuuwuwu... Zhiqiu, I can't help it... I miss my mom and dad..."
Ye Zhiqiu quickly hugged her, patted her back gently and comforted her: "Be good, it's normal to miss something. Cry if you want to. I'm here for you."
Ye Zhiqiu had no doubt about the relationship between Uncle Feng and the old man, otherwise he would not have been so devastated when he found out that he had passed away.
As for those uncles wanting to see him, it was also human nature. He needed to prepare well and entertain them well.
Although Feng Xiaomei and he were just two people, the recognition and blessings of relatives and friends would definitely make her happier. This alone was enough to make him attach great importance to their presence.
Fortunately, Ye Zhiqiu’s efforts in recent times were not in vain, and Feng Xiaomei quickly controlled her emotions.
In fact, time is the most ruthless. No matter how great the sadness is, it will be erased by time, leaving only some gloomy emotions. After all, the tears that should be shed have been shed. There are no endless tears to shed. After all, life moves forward without stopping.
After comforting Feng Xiaomei, he asked her to stand beside him obediently and did not let her do anything. She just had to watch him work.
You should love your own wife. When two people are together, they should take care of each other, not only in life, but also emotionally.
Living in this fucked-up world is exhausting enough. Husbands and wives shouldn't blame each other or vent their stress from life and work. Instead, they should stick together and find warmth. Only then can life have hope.
After a busy period, Feng Xiaomei, who had recovered, started to help carry things to the living room. She was not a lazy girl to begin with.
This time she worked obediently and did not ask about the source of the supplies. After all, Ye Zhiqiu had repeatedly blocked her questions with his mouth, and she was not stupid, so she naturally understood that he did not want to say more.
She trusted him so much, since he didn't want to say it, then she shouldn't ask!
After Ye Zhiqiu put the prepared breakfast, ten mutton and radish buns, on the stove to steam, he started to light the charcoal and put it into the copper hot pot to start tonight's mutton hot pot dinner.
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