I Became the Favorite of Big Bosses

Chapter 87 Rations

Jiang Lihua became angry when she saw her actions, "Your shoes are so smelly and you still don't take them out. Why are you hiding them? They're so disgusting!"

Wei Lan craned his neck and glanced into the room. Jiang Lihua had a look of disgust on his face. Ding Maomao's eyes were red, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Wei Lan tugged at the corner of Jiang Lihua's clothes and whispered, "Forget it."

Ding Maomao wiped his tears and said in a voice as loud as a gnat, "I, I'll take him out right now..."

Ding Maomao didn’t bring a change of shoes. He had been wearing the same pair of shoes when he went out to work recently. They would definitely smell after time.

Ding Maomao carried it out barefoot, and Wei Lan stepped aside.

Jiang Lihua was still chattering in the room, "It's really disgusting. I was still hungry at first, but now I'm fine. I almost vomited out the last night's meal."

Wei Lan curled her lips and gave her a look of disdain, "Okay, I've already told you that the straw sandals are almost finished, so just bear with it for the next two days."

“You live in this house too, and you’re so squeamish, so I don’t believe you’re not disgusting.” Jiang Lihua glared at her.

Wei Lan swallowed and stared back at Jiang Lihua, "Do you still want to eat my shrimp?"

Jiang Lihua immediately surrendered, "I want to eat it! If there are a hundred people who want to eat it, I won't tell her, okay?"

Wei Lan nodded with satisfaction, put his hands on his hips and walked out, "If you want to eat, come over and work for me. How about going to the shrimp thread club?"

 “Yes! Yes!”

Yang Yan was busy in the kitchen, preparing to make lunch, when she heard the noise and poked her head out of the kitchen. Jiang Lihua looked at Wei Lan in the courtyard. Wei Lan had her hands on her hips and her head raised high.

It looks like a victorious rooster.

Yang Yan couldn't help but laugh out loud. She washed the sweet potatoes neatly in her hands and thought to herself: These two people are really uncomfortable if they don't argue for a day.

Among the male educated youths, only Fan Zhui and Yu Tingyi came back for lunch. The others didn’t have much food. They usually steamed the sweet potatoes in the morning and took them to the fields, and ate them when they were too hungry at noon.

Because the educated youth order lunch at noon, in order to save food rations and fear that everyone will be embarrassed, they will wait until after meal time before returning.

 It’s also quite hard. Wei Lan sighed slightly in her heart, and Yu Tingyi sat opposite her with his chin propped up.

When she came back to her senses and saw Yu Tingyi looking at her, Wei Lan touched her face and asked, "Why are you looking at me? Is there a flower on my face?"

"well…"

Yu Tingyi sighed and stretched out his hand as if he wanted to poke her in the face, but felt that it was against the rules and took his hand back halfway, "Wei Zhiqing, you have lost weight, how about this? I have a lot of rations, so I can give you some." , it can be regarded as repaying your kindness for sharing my food rations before, how about it?"

Yu Tingyi felt that the more he spoke, the more reasonable he became, and in the end he nodded repeatedly and couldn't help but grin.

Among the educated youth spots, Wei Lan received the smallest ration this month. Wei Lan could probably guess what Yu Tingyi was thinking. He was afraid that she would go hungry.

Wei Lan sighed inwardly that this young man had a good heart, but he pretended to be smiling, "Do you want to share the sweet potatoes with me? I won't eat sweet potatoes. I want to eat fine grains and white rice!"

"You woman, you are still picky at this time. Forget it if you don't want to eat. Just wait until you are hungry!"

Yu Tingyi's face turned red, he glared at Wei Lan, then took his own lunch and went back to his room to eat.

Yang Yan smiled and said: “I usually think Yu Zhiqing has a good temper, but I didn’t expect him to have such an impatient side.

 The rations are so expensive, even if others are willing to give them, she cannot just take them.

Wei Lan smiled but said nothing.

Jiang Lihua glanced sideways at Wei Lan and said, "With her, even the clay figurines will become like firecrackers, and they will fire at a moment's notice."

Seeing Wei Lan glare at her, she quickly changed her words, "Today's lunch was made of sweet potatoes, right? It's so delicious!"

Wei Lan looked at the steamed sweet potato in her hand and looked away silently.

 (End of this chapter)