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

It wasn't her doing.

However, Meng Wantang was unable to refute and could only admit it with a dark face.

"Sister, are you at home?"

I don’t know why Miao Yinhua’s voice is quite loud.

Meng Wantang stood up quickly: "I'll go out and see who's coming."

She slipped to the ground, and as soon as she walked out of the back room, she heard Gou Sheng slurring: "Dad, what she just meant was that she wanted you to cook noodles to eat in the future? This is not like her! She is the most capable person in our village. A woman who steals words.”

"Lu Suihe, you are not allowed to say that about your mother, do you hear me?" Lu Qingye lectured his son in a deep voice.

Gou Sheng was very unconvinced: "I'm not wrong, everyone outside knows who she is."

"Is your butt itchy? Do you want to eat stir-fried meat with vitex twigs?" Lu Qingye doesn't like the child's lack of sense. "Even if she is wrong in all kinds of ways, it's not something you, a son, can say. Repeat it again and again, and don't do it again." Let me hear you talk about him again.”

Gou Sheng didn't really want to say it, he was just used to it.

When Meng Wantang went outside and saw Miao Yinhua, she remembered that she wanted to write a prescription for her to get the medicine.

"Sister-in-law, wait a moment, I will write a prescription for you now."

Miao Yinhua hurriedly stopped the person: "What are you writing? There's no need to write. I don't feel that much pain today and I'll be completely fine tomorrow. I came here just to ask you, will you go to the market with me tomorrow?"

"At the fair?"

Meng Wantang blinked.

"Yes, we're going to the market, are you going?" Miao Yinhua still has a stomachache, but it's not as bad as yesterday, and her face doesn't look good at the moment. "Our boss will go to the market tomorrow. I'll come over and ask you if you want to go." go together."

"when to go?"

Meng Wantang wanted to see if anyone was selling millet on the market.

Buy it and plant it as soon as possible.

Otherwise, given her popularity, she wouldn't know who to go to for seeds.

"We'll leave at five in the morning." Miao Yinhua thought that her two children were still sick, so she said, "If you can't leave, I can help you buy whatever you want."

"The child's fever is gone and he's fine. I'll go with you tomorrow."

"That's it, I'll call you at five in the morning."

"Row."

Meng Wantang walked back and saw a patch of green in the corner. She didn't look carefully yesterday, but today she realized it was leeks.

The leeks are quite tender and smell particularly fragrant.

The noodles I replaced yesterday weighed twenty kilograms, and there is still a lot left. It’s not easy to make steamed buns in summer, so it’s better to make dumplings.

There is no meat at home, but there are eggs.

The original owner was lazy, greedy, and especially liked to steal words. Even if the house burned down, it didn't stop her from buying food. There are a lot of shrimp skin, kelp, and cakes at home.

A meat and egg dumpling can’t be eaten now, but a leek and egg dumpling can keep children full.

Meng Wantang went to the dilapidated wing next to him and found a sickle.

I cut a lot of leeks and sat under the eaves with a small bench.

Lu Qingye came out with the bowl to wash, and several children followed behind.

Meng Wantang waved to them: "You three come here to help. After picking the leeks, I will make dumplings for you at noon."

"Making dumplings?" Gou Sheng's first reaction was disbelief.

Then I thought about his mother changing her mind and becoming a new person, and I hesitated again.

"You really make dumplings for us?" Gou Sheng drooled with greed. He had only eaten one dumpling in his life.

"real."

Meng Wantang only said one word and didn't explain any more words.

It happened that Gou Sheng believed it.

He walked over without forgetting to pick up two small benches.

Goudan didn't say anything, he led Xiaopang over and asked Xiaopang to sit next to him. He picked up the leeks himself and observed Meng Wantang for a while, then slowly began to pick the leeks, and then tentatively placed them in front of Meng Wantang.

Meng Wantang didn't say anything. He knew he had done the right thing and started picking leeks boldly.

He's pretty fast.

Meng Wantang is also a good worker, and Goudan is not inferior to her at all.

God knows this is a five or six year old child.

While washing the dishes, Lu Qingye listened to the conversation between their mother and son and discovered that Meng Wantang had really changed. She doesn't hate him as much as before, but she is also willing to care about the children, and is even willing to cook food for them.

He didn't know how long her play would last, so he was very cautious and didn't want her to know that his job had been settled.

Lu Qingye was thinking about how to tell Meng Wantang without revealing the truth.

He put the bowl back and came out to help pick leeks.

Just as he was about to speak, Meng Wantang said, "By the way, I'm going to the market tomorrow. Is there anything you need to buy?"

"No."

"Then you take care of the children at home and I'll come back as soon as possible. If you have nothing to do at home, clear the land in the backyard and plant the millet and millet tomorrow. This way, you can still harvest some millet and millet this year. Otherwise, Our family needs to drink from the northwest wind."

Meng Wantang thought about the debts her family owed the team in previous years, all of which were paid with money.

If I don’t have any money this year, I will probably owe money to the team.

Meng Wantang felt bad at the thought of having to buy food on credit throughout the year.

Lu Qingye saw that her face was turning blue and white, and he didn't know what was going on in her mind.

"I will report to the tractor station tomorrow. I will go to the ravine to plow the ground. I won't be back for ten days and a half." Lu Qingye noticed that Meng Wantang's eyes lit up.

"Didn't you say you have to wait for a while before going?" Meng Wantang was quite surprised.

Sure enough, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain.

"I didn't expect it to be so fast."

Lu Qingye thought that he would be able to divorce Meng Wantang when he came back. Then he would send the child to his parents and go to work in the town. At that time, tractor stations and wages were mentioned casually.

Meng Wantang asked: "How much does it cost per month?"

"38."

"so much?"

Meng Wantang was shocked.

That's right, the salary that seems very good now will not be so popular after two years of reform and opening up. Huo Dongsheng contracted the pig factory in the village and became a household with [-] yuan in one year.

Lu Qingye's current decent job will become degrading in the future. The tractor station will still be in arrears with wages, and life will only become more difficult.

Nothing could be as comfortable as the life of the richest man Huo Dongsheng's family.

It would be strange if the original owner didn't go to death.

Meng Wantang was in a good mood. When preparing the stuffing, she put eight eggs in it.

Gou Sheng secretly said to Gou Dan: "Brother, she seems to be really stupid! She took out five more eggs."

Goudan asked him: "You don't like eggs?"

"I like it, I like it so much." Gou Sheng stared at the scrambled eggs and swallowed greedily, "Brother, what do the dumplings with leek and egg filling taste like?"

He hasn't eaten in all his life.

I haven’t eaten Goudan either: “You’ll know later.”

Although the little fat man was not talking, he looked dumb and stupid, but as soon as he sat on the small bench, his eyes were fixed on the scrambled eggs in Meng Wantang's hand, and he was fed.

Gou Sheng was so envious.

"Who is saying that the third child is stupid? I will beat him to death! How smart this kid is!"

Goudan looked at Gou Sheng and raised his hand to wipe the saliva from his mouth: "Don't be embarrassed."