In the 70s of the book, the cannon fodder wife took the script of the richest man

Chapter 5 I want to be a son-in-law, but you want me to be a part-time worker

Yu Sui grabbed the frame of the car and waited for the car to slide down.

But after waiting for a long time, Xia Linsheng said softly: "It's going downhill."

Yu Suixin said, Come on, did I say anything?

But the next moment, an idea flashed in Yu Sui's mind: Oh, he's not waiting for me to hug his waist, is he?

hehe!man!

Is this considered considerate or enjoyable?

We are about to break off the engagement, so we should keep our distance.

Yu Sui replied calmly: "Get off, I'm holding on to the frame."

Xia Linsheng: "..."

The man stood on the bridge for a while before suddenly releasing the brakes.

The car whirred and got off.

The bridge was very high and the speed was very fast. Yu Sui was caught off guard and let out a low cry. Due to the inertia, her body leaned uncontrollably on Xia Linsheng's back.

The man's back was stiff for a moment, but soon relaxed, but Yu Sui immediately sat up straight.

Still silent.

Xia Linsheng pedaled faster, and the bike felt like a roadster.

Yu Sui looked at his fast-moving thighs and couldn't help but secretly admired: What legs!

I don’t know if the person is good or not, but my legs are really good.

The two quickly returned to Yujiawan.

The woman hoeing grass at the entrance of the village has moved her position and is no longer there.

The two of them entered the village quietly.

Yu Sui pricked up her ears and heard revolutionary songs being sung from the loudspeaker on the village drying ground.

Three days after traveling back in time, Yu Sui knew that it would be past 10:30 as soon as the announcement rang.

Gotta make lunch.

The two of them walked to the Yu family's fence. Yu Sui turned to Xia Linsheng, who was parking his bicycle behind him, and said, "Do you want to wait until my parents come back from work to talk, or do you need me to call my parents back to talk now?"

Xia Linsheng was carrying the net bag on the handlebar. When he heard this, his chiseled face did not change. He only carried the meat and the net bag and walked in first.

Yu Sui had no choice but to follow.

The Yu family is the most ordinary poor and lower-middle peasant family. The three main rooms and two side rooms are all made of adobe.

These days, no one has the habit of locking the door, and the door to the left wing, which is used as the kitchen, is even left open.

Xia Linsheng was more familiar than Yu Sui. He went straight into the left wing, put the meat on the corner of the stove, and put the net bag on a bamboo chair next to him. He tied his hands and asked, "Is there water? I'll wash my hands."

Yu Sui tried hard with her mouth: "Scoop out the water yourself. In my opinion, I'd better call my parents back now. You can leave after you make it clear. This will save the entire production team from knowing about it and coming." Look at my joke."

Xia Linsheng raised his eyes and looked at Yu Sui.

Yu Sui also looked at him and thought, if this man hadn't smiled before, she would have thought he was paralyzed. Even though she said so, he didn't react much.

Shouldn't he be happy?

But the man took a deep breath helplessly, turned around, scooped out water from the water tank, washed his hands over the slop bucket, and said, "Let's cook first and wait until they come back."

That's right, breaking off the engagement is nothing, it's not as important as eating.

Rice is a precious commodity these days, and the Yu family usually only eats one meal of rice, mixed with wheat bran or beans.

When Yu Sui scooped out rice, he did the same thing. He scooped out a liter of old rice, then scooped out half a liter of wheat bran, and then scooped out water to wash out the rice.

She started learning to cook yesterday, but she wasn't very good at starting a fire. After sitting on the stove today, she realized that there was no straw to start the fire.

Yu Sui didn't know where to get the straw, so she sat behind the stove, lit a match and started the fire with a cotton pole.

It can't ignite, even if a match is burned in my hand, it won't ignite.

Yu Sui sweated out, but still didn't light it up. She is considered to be the most hands-on girl among girls, but this was her first time immersing herself in rural life.

Xia Linsheng, who was sitting on a bamboo chair by the wall, watched for a long time, and finally couldn't help but walked over: "Get up, I'll burn."

Yu Sui raised her hand to wipe her sweat and continued to strike a match: "It's okay, I can do it."

Xia Linsheng: "I know, but you're wasting matches."

Yu Sui: "..."

I looked down at the five or six matches on the ground and felt that I understood.

People don't feel sorry for her, but they feel sorry for her waste.

Yu Sui dusted off the dust and stood up.

Xia Linsheng sat behind the stove, grabbed a missing piece of cotton from the cotton pole, lit it, and then lit the softer branches and leaves underneath.

Soon, the fire in the stove became brighter, making the man's face blush and his outline become more distinct.

Yu Sui sat leisurely on the bamboo chair by the wall with her legs crossed, just fanning herself with a small fan.

Very good, you go ahead.

A man should be accustomed to doing work. He can wash the bacon, cut it into thin slices, and steam it on the rice pot while lighting the fire. He can also take out a bowl of pickles from the cupboard and stir some pickles like a master. In another small pot, add a few drops of oil, beat an egg, and quickly serve a bowl of soup.

He is capable and calm, and his movements are very manly.

It's actually pretty good-looking.

Yu Sui looked a little dumbfounded. What, if she could wear it back and find a part-time worker like this to serve her at home, that would be great. Wasn't there a short video before where a group of muscular men were doing housework?

Be creative!

If you filmed a muscular man doing housework every day and put it online, with the title "Me and My Muscular Man Doing Housework," how much traffic would you get?

However, seeing the steam coming out of the rice pot, Xia Linsheng looked at Yu Sui, who had an aunt's smile on her face: "Go pick a few green onions and bring them back."

Yu Sui, who was thinking about turning traffic into money: "..." What?

Seeing her confused look, Xia Linsheng simply stood up and walked out.

After a while, he came back with a few green onions. He took the big kitchen knife from Yu Sui's house and banged it, and the few green onions turned into chopped green onions.

Then, he opened the lid of the pot, and in the white heat, he took out the steamed meat and sprinkled the green onions on top of the pink meat slices, which was really beautiful.

Outside the house, noisy footsteps and lively voices could be heard.

It's time for the members to get off work.

After a while, a man wearing an old grass-green coat limped into the side room carrying a sickle.

Yu Sui stood up: "Dad."

It's the original person's father, Yu Haichao, the third eldest son of the Yu family, who is very honest and honest.

Yu Sui didn't know why his leg was lame, but she only knew that Yu Haichao had been kind to her in the past three days.

At first, her original mother-in-law, Sun Yuying, was so angry that she wouldn't feed Yu Sui. Yu Haichao would secretly make egg custard and rub it into Yu Sui's mouth, secretly feed Yu Sui brown sugar water, and cry to Yu Sui, saying that he couldn't let go of his daughter. , can't seek death or anything like that.

Yu Sui thought last night that this father was better than her biological father. Her biological father had a lot of money. However, after divorcing her biological mother, he had never seen her, as if he had never had her.

For this father, she felt that this shabby house from the 70s could barely be lived in.

Yu Haichao took off his straw hat and smiled at Yu Sui. His rough face was covered with wrinkles because he was thin.

Yu Haichao looked at Xia Linsheng again and continued to smile honestly: "It's really the eldest son of the Xia family here. I haven't seen you for a few years. Why are you so tall? You are still taller in your twenties?"

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