The young commander's little petite girl got mad at 70

How does this make her answer?

She wants to know too!

Meng Wantang was a little speechless.

Did she want to tell others that she didn't know about it because she didn't sleep with Lu Qingye?

Then others must believe her.

They all have three children.

Miao Yinhua turned to look at her, and then opened her mouth in astonishment: "You...you look so embarrassed, is it because you are a man?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

Meng Wantang wanted to cover Miao Yinhua's mouth. She looked around nervously, but saw nothing.

"Are you shy?" Miao Yinhua's smile was ambiguous, "Oh, I'm just saying it! I forgot who said it, your man is very capable, and he will make trouble with you until dawn. At that time, the wives in the village, But the envy is bad. Our village has never seen such a fierce man. Even Huo Dongsheng is not as fierce as your man!"

real or fake?

Meng Wantang's eyes widened. Why didn't she know that Lu Qingye was so fierce? Even more powerful than the male protagonist?

This unscientific!

In general, isn't the male protagonist the most powerful?

Miao Yinhua clicked her tongue and shook her head: "Look, what's your expression? People who don't know may think we are talking about someone else."

Meng Wantang: "..."

Even if she is his wife, she may not know what his abilities are.

After working all morning, everyone has to go back for dinner at noon.

Meng Wantang looked back and found that the work efficiency was really low. So many people worked all morning, but not much work was actually done.

She remembered that usually when the autumn harvest came, every household would be able to take home all the food within three to five days. According to the production team's work, it is estimated that it will take several months to finish the autumn harvest.

Meng Wantang returned home and planned to make cornmeal pastry.

She found a sieve and sifted the cornmeal to make it finer. Lu Caihua came over after washing his face and asked when he saw her sifting cornmeal.

"Why are you sifting this?"

"Sifter finer, and the steamed buns will be more delicious."

Meng Wantang wanted to give her children a better life under limited conditions.

Lu Caihua didn't speak for a long time. She looked at Meng Wantang without words, and finally understood why her mother didn't like Meng Wantang. He also said that Meng Wantang would not live a good life even if he worked all day long.

At this glance, her mother was right.

The younger siblings really don’t get along.

No one eats anything but food. When it came to her siblings' place, the cornmeal was thick and chewy, but she still disliked it. It actually had to be screened out.

"Next time I go to flour grain, I have to flour cornmeal more. Otherwise it will be too troublesome."

Meng Wantang was almost done sifting, and stood up to put the cornmeal in the sieve into the bag next to it. She took the sifted cornmeal, put a bowl of white flour in it, and started cooking.

Lu Caihua opened his mouth and really didn't know what to say.

While eating, Lu Caihua didn't dare to get the noodles.

Meng Wantang frowned: "Sister, why don't you eat? You have to work in the afternoon. If you don't eat more, how can you bear it?"

"Eat, I'm eating."

It really hurts to eat.

She wanted the children to eat more.

"Wait until next month, after harvesting and dividing the grain, let's steam a big pot of rice. I'll save the meat stamps and let's buy some meat. Then I'll make braised pork for you."

Meng Wantang was not greedy at first.

But the food she eats now is basically devoid of oil and water. She crazily wants to eat fried chicken, braised pork, and elbow...

It would be nice to have a can of beer.

This day is simply like a fairy tale.

Lu Caihua couldn't even think about it. She didn't dare to say a word and ate in silence.

……

After get off work in the evening, Feng Dongyang chased him out and called Lu Qingye to stop.

"Director, please wait a moment."

Lu Qingye turned around and saw Feng Dongyang coming out with a box of beer and placing it directly behind his bicycle.

"Where did it come from?" Lu Qingye's face sank.

Feng Dongyang was so frightened that he swallowed his saliva: "Director, this stuff is clean. It is the welfare issued by my brother-in-law and his factory. He brought back several boxes, and our family couldn't drink it. I just brought one box for you. .”

"Take it back, I don't drink." Lu Qingye reached out to take the beer down.

"Don't!" Feng Dongyang stopped the car and didn't let him go. "If you don't drink, won't your sister-in-law drink? Who among us women here doesn't take a few sips of wine? Besides, you are tired from working every day. Drink now. Liquor is not as good as beer. It quenches your thirst and relaxes you."

Lu Qingye changed his attention again.

"Okay, you've tied it up."

"Okay."

Feng Dongyang happily tied it up and put a lot of straw underneath.

Lu Qingye rode his bike home.

There were more than a dozen children at the door. He was worried about hitting the children, so he got out of the car before reaching the door and pushed the car towards his home.

Gou Sheng led Xiaopang and Sanni to play outside.

"No more playing, no more playing, my dad is back."

When Gou Sheng saw Lu Qingye coming back, he hurriedly led his brother home.

Sanni is a little older than Xiaopang and usually follows Xiaopang.

Although she was young, she always remembered what her mother told her. The chubby younger brother is silent and won't complain when he is bullied. She must always be by his side to protect him.

Sanni is very brave.

She watched her elder brother and younger brother busy in the yard, put the stones she had been holding in her hands at the door for a whole afternoon, ran after Xiaopang, and went home with them.

"What is this?"

Meng Wantang saw something tied to the bicycle, walked over and saw that it turned out to be beer.

She asked in surprise: "Do you still have money to buy beer?"

"I didn't buy it, it was distributed in the factory of my colleague's brother-in-law. They couldn't finish the drink, so they asked me to bring back a box."

Lu Qingye explained.

"You are not a leader, but someone gave you a box of beer. Is it because you are older?" Meng Wantang felt that in this era, no one would give things for no reason. "We still don't want to eat this beer. People are short-tongued." , being merciful to others. It’s just a box of beer, and I don’t know how much favor I have to repay.”

Meng Wantang did not want to engage in such a loss-making business. Besides, I can't sleep well at night because I owe others favors.

"When he was in the army, he was a soldier under me."

Before she finished speaking, Meng Wantang changed her tune.

"Oh, so that's what happened. Let's stay. I'm going to fry some peanuts and make two salad dishes. There are still pig ears, so I'm going to cut them."

Meng Wantang walked to the vegetable cellar and said, "Hurry up and press the well water for a while to chill the beer. We will transfer the other beer to the vegetable cellar. This thing is better to drink colder."

Lu Qingye: "..."

It seems that he still doesn't understand his little wife well enough.

He obviously likes drinking beer, but he never mentioned it before.

It was so hot some time ago, he should really buy a box for her to drink.

While eating, Lu Qingye poured her a glass of wine himself.

"Oh, don't pour it for me. Pour it for eldest sister first. Forget it, I'll give it to eldest sister here." Meng Wantang put the wine in her hand in front of Lu Caihua.

Lu Caihua said hurriedly: "Don't give it to me, I don't drink."

"This beer is delicious. Are you still angry after trying this?"