Rebirth of 70: The little cannon fodder rises with space

Chen Qingyi went to the Second Department Store and quickly picked out a floral t-shirt for Mrs. Chen.

I bought three more bags of peach cakes and returned to the brigade.

I went home first, washed my face, and changed my clothes. It was hot, and my clothes felt sticky after wearing them for a while.

Very uncomfortable.

Putting on a light blue plaid dress, she first sent a pack of peach cakes to the Zhao family.

I talked to Mrs. Zhao for a while.

I wandered towards Old Chen's house. As soon as I entered the door, I saw Old Mrs. Chen feeding chickens there.

Chen Qingyi licked her lips.

Hey, I used to eat chicken from her milk a lot, but now no matter how bad things happen, I always feel a little bit of pain in my conscience.

"Milk, your chicken has grown up, give me one to eat!"

"You have so many chickens, not enough for you to eat?"

When the little old lady saw her coming, the smile she had just raised suddenly froze on her face.

Very heartbroken.

The chickens were just raised in the spring, and she still wants to keep them to lay eggs!

"This chicken is very impressive. One egg a day costs five cents. How much does it cost per year?"

"A hen can lay eggs for several years!"

"It's a pity to eat it. Otherwise, if I give you money, you can buy pork to eat?"

Mrs. Chen frowned, "You are just like your father, you love chicken so much!"

Tell me about you, how much chicken have you eaten this year? "

On average, I do it once a week.

Two chickens at a time, don’t think that the little old lady doesn’t know, just look at the way her lips are red and her teeth are white when she eats them.

Well, he’s so handsome!

Chen Qingyi blinked, with a face full of teasing, "Nai, don't you have a rooster?"

Mrs. Chen:...

It seemed like she couldn't save her life today.

The two of them stared at each other for a long time. Mrs. Chen's face twitched and her steps were very heavy.

Resigned to his fate, he caught the chicken and went back to the house to get the kitchen knife.

Before placing the knife on the chicken's neck, he and Chen Qingyi stared at each other for a while.

Chen Qingyi smiled particularly sweetly, "Nai, this chicken is really fat, and the drumsticks must be very fragrant."

Mrs. Chen sighed, with a look of resentment on her face, and wiped the chicken's neck directly.

"Take it away quickly, I can't watch it."

Woohoo, my heart is bleeding. Is it easy for her to raise a few chickens?

The old man stared.

Now my granddaughter doesn’t let it go either.

Chen Qingyi smiled and narrowed her eyes, "Just pluck the feathers here. I'll save the chicken feathers for you to use as a feather duster."

I ate the little old lady’s chicken and wanted the little old lady to help pluck it out.

Mrs. Chen was extremely resentful and had a gloomy look on her face, "Let's go boil the water for the milk. Can you leave a chicken thigh for the milk?"

When it comes to the back part, it feels quite pitiful.

Chen Qingyi was extremely satisfied and followed the little old lady's steps.

"Brother, you're swollen. In the past, if you wanted to eat my meat, you had to pay for it. Have you forgotten?

My father just eats some chicken feet, chicken butts, chicken necks..."

Mrs. Chen couldn't help but think of that dim time.

Speechless.

Chen Qingyi looked at her big, round face and giggled, making the little old lady laugh so hard that her hair almost exploded.

Chen Qingyi took out the clothes and a bag of peach cakes.

"Milk, this is for you, put it on and see if it fits you."

The little old lady's eyes sparkled, she threw the chicken in the basin, washed her hands quickly, and smiled happily.

"Bought it for me?"

"Ah."

Mrs. Chen quickly put it on, took a look in the mirror, and said narcissistically:

"It's so beautiful. It's just right. Her face looks even whiter. Xiaoyi, what do you think?

It's not a blowjob, it's just the most beautiful old lady in the big pigsty. "

"You are so good-looking just because you have breasts. If you still don't believe it, look at how rich your breasts are."

"Rich." Chen Qingyi, the latter, affirmed.

The little old lady was wearing a newly purchased floral suit, black pants, and protective shoes on her feet.

Her hair was combed meticulously with a silver hairpin.

The face is round and white, with only a few age spots, and the whole body is a little fat.

Young people like to be slim. If you are thin when you get older, it will not look good and you will look unlucky.

Mrs. Chen is just fat enough.

These days, it is not easy to gain weight, maintain a body fat, and still have a fair complexion.

I asked Chen Qingyi and said that the main reason is that Mrs. Chen is too big-hearted and nothing can delay her eating.

But old man Chen also likes to eat it.

Mrs. Chen was delighted, "You can take the chicken home and pluck it yourself, and let the chicken go out for a walk."

Chen Qingyi knew that she wanted to show off, so she quickly stopped her, "Miscellaneous, this spot is really hot.

There is no one at the entrance of the village!

I have something to do with you! "

"What's the matter?" Mrs. Chen sat on the bench and touched the small flowers on her clothes.

"Yang Shuting is coming soon. Have you prepared a place for her to stay?"

"Then what are you going to prepare?"

Mrs. Chen waved her hand and curled her lips, "When the time comes, let Qingli, Qingzhi and your sister Shengnan sleep on the same bed.

Just let her sleep in that room by herself. "

Chen Qingyi nodded and could only do this, approaching the old lady mysteriously.

"Nai, have you thought about how much living expenses she needs?"

"Living expenses?" Mrs. Chen's eyes widened and she sat upright. Why didn't she expect that? !

He slapped his thigh suddenly and said, "My dear granddaughter, how much milk do you want?"

"Then it all depends on Yang Shuting's performance. Baby, Yang Shuting is rich!"

At least a few hundred dollars.

"Then, is it okay for her to have this amount of milk for one month?"

Mrs. Chen stretched out a slap.

Chen Qingyi clicked her tongue and put one of her hands together with Mrs. Chen's.

"Miscellaneous, five yuan is too little, why should I pay ten yuan?"

"When she comes, serve her cornstarch batter, steamed buns, and pickled vegetables."

"When she can't eat, you can ask her for money to buy delicious food. She has never suffered, so she will definitely agree."

"Yes, yes." Mrs. Chen's eyes lit up.

At this time, the two of them looked like the evil mother-in-law and the evil stepdaughter in the book, with black bubbles rising all over their bodies.

It's a pity that Yang Shuting didn't get the heroine script.

Yang Shuting sneezed loudly three times in a row on the train, and a very elegant man next to her asked concernedly.

"Comrade, are you okay?"

"Are you catching a cold? I still have some brown sugar here, why don't you take it and make some water to drink."

"No thanks."

Yang Shuting smiled softly, "I don't have a cold. Maybe my son misses me."

The elegant man's face froze, "Ah, you have children."

"I saw that you looked so young, and I thought... I'm sorry for being so abrupt."

The man with an inch of hair on the upper bunk next to Yang Shuting rolled his eyes speechlessly.

No matter how young you are, you don’t look like a 20-year-old girl. Are you surprised to get married and have children?

It's hypocritical.

But Yang Shuting liked this very much and said she didn't mind, so the two started chatting.

"I came to see my daughter. She is an educated youth and lives in Aodong County."

"Hey, that's a coincidence, I'm going there too!" The man looked surprised.

I have a job transfer and I am going to work at the match factory in Hongshi Commune. "

"What a coincidence. I also went to Hongshi Commune. My husband's family is in the big pigsty, and my daughter is an educated youth there."

"Then it's good to be an educated youth in my hometown. We are all relatives and we are not afraid of being bullied."

After hearing this, Yang Shuting looked unnatural for a moment.

The guy on the upper bunk frowned.

He took a deep look at the man who called himself Cai Hongjie.