Quick Transmigration: Ten Thousand Worlds Charter Woman

Chapter 856 Don't Arrange My Life 45
The man was tall and straight, and his whole body exudes arrogance and coldness.

If there is a time-traveling girl who is obsessed with Ba Zong's novels at this moment, she might just fall under the village tyrant's liberation rubber shoes.

However, most people only feel the bone-chilling cold.

How powerful the Gao family is in Shisanpaozi County, they have long been known. It is impossible for Gao Mingrui to kill all the twenty or so people present by himself, but it is probably possible to let them die in this place. of.

They are all people from the city, who can bear the tiredness and dirtiness of the countryside, and who is not afraid of the dry toilet that looks like a Grand Canyon adventure every time?Who wouldn't wish to get out of here and go home quickly?
Compared with the arrogance of the village tyrant, the couple in the room were less confident.

Gao Mingrui left without hesitation, leaving the old sow alone... the pigsty, and he didn't mind that there was a guy who used to share a room with it all night. At this time, it was brightly lit, and it hadn't arrived for breakfast yet. when.

As a pig, what attracts it most is eating and sleeping.

No one woke up Xiaohua's sleep, and Mrs. Wang was also very satisfied, because unlike those educated youths who had no roots, Gao Mingrui would definitely give herself a certain amount of money to keep her silence.

After dealing with the couple outside, naturally the next step is to deal with the wild mandarin ducks in the house.

Sister-in-law Wang has already made a plan. She is recruiting educated youths to partner with, not pros. Since Gao Mingrui sleeps outside, she will benefit from it. If her kang is dirty, the couple in the house must also pay the price.

When the gong of Shanggong struck, both things were perfectly resolved.

And Tao Xiaozhen was ignored by everyone.

It wasn't until a few old educated youths went to the team headquarters to ask Tao Xiaozhen to register with a knife. It seemed that they forgot something in the morning.

Immediately, many people looked at her with wonderful eyes. It seemed that from last night to this morning, Tao Zhiqing had missed too many wonderful scenes.

He Xiaoman took out ten pinching knives, which are also called eight inches. The rectangular knives have leather sheaths on one side to fix fingers and a cutting edge on the other. They are used to cut off sorghum, millet and other crops, as well as tools for digging potato sprouts.

At around ten o'clock, her side had already quieted down, but it seemed that someone didn't want her to be quiet. With the sound of footsteps, He Xiaoman could feel a wave of anger rushing towards him without raising his head.

"Is it your fault?"

He Xiaoman raised his head and saw Gao Mingrui's eyes suppressing his anger and his protruding cheeks.

Even his big paws wanted to come and pinch her jaw.

Oops, bold!
I just wanted to let Gao Mingrui experience Lin Daiyu's weeping willows with a back fall, but I heard a sneer at the door: "After seeing what happened in the morning, I can't leave the Shangxi brigade. Unfortunately, I saw this scene again, am I right?" Can’t you see the sun tomorrow morning?”

"It's none of your business, you go out!" Gao Mingrui probably didn't want to say this sentence, He Xiaoman could see that he was quite afraid of Chu Yunhao.

Gao Mingrui lowered his voice and asked He Xiaoman: "You rejected me because of him?"

The village tyrant who has always been the only one who rejects others suddenly feels a bit of a crisis of green clouds.

"Oh, disrespect, disrespect, it turns out that Mr. Gao has already occupied the headquarters of the brigade, I'll get out immediately, get out immediately." Chu Yunhao said the words of the little guy, but his expression was not at all afraid, on the contrary, he was half angry and half mocking as before. at the door.

As soon as Chu Yunhao said these words, Gao Mingrui's expression suddenly sank.

This year, this big hat is much harder than a green hat.

"The people of the country and the people sit down and talk about occupation or not. Besides, our Gao family has been poor for generations, five generations of poor farmers, and their roots are good and young. I just came to ask Xiao Zhen something."

"Please call me Zhiqing Tao or Comrade Tao, I'm not familiar with you."

"Okay, you're fine, I remember you."

It seemed that Tao Xiaozhen was a bit arrogant because of Chu Yunhao's presence, Gao Mingrui chose to retreat temporarily, but the gloom in his eyes deepened a bit, and the wolf shone like a wolf who was determined to win.

When Gao Mingrui left, Chu Yunhao was still standing at the door.

"Sure enough, there is a surprise. I'm curious how you got him into the pigsty to spend time with a sow."

"You want to go too?"

He Xiaoman raised his eyebrows to look at him.

"I'm going to find the captain first, you should come over later, remember to bring my surprise."

Chu Yunhao turned around and left, his back seemed to be running away. He couldn't see through this woman, she looked easy to bully on the outside, I heard that she was strong and she worked hard, but Chu Yunhao looked at her But there was never a moment of peace in my heart.

It's not that Tao Xiaozhen is unreliable, otherwise he wouldn't easily agree to her trading request. If the things they exchanged were discovered, they might be rewarded with a plate of peanuts.

Chu Yunhao always has a feeling of unreliability when it comes to people and things that he can't control.

And he has been a human being for so many years, and when he faced Tao Xiaozhen, he was actually the most uneasy in his heart.

He Xiaoman walked into the office with a large flat-bottomed bamboo basket. The old party secretary, brigade secretary, and Chu Yunhao had just finished talking, and all six eyes were fixed on the basket in her hand.

The noon in autumn is still hot, so the faint coolness in the big bamboo basket is very attractive.

Four bowls of exactly the same cold noodles were placed on the desk.

The bright red chili oil can't seal the Q-bomb and icy noodles. Next to it are three slices of thinly sliced ​​sauced beef, half-cut boiled eggs, and crispy fried peanuts.

"Is this the Sita Cold Noodles?"

He Xiaoman saw the three people in the room swallowing greedily at the same time, pointed to the jeep leaving outside and said, "I brought it here specially, eat it while it's cold."

Her move was to tell everyone in the room that the noodles were delivered specially by the driver, so it was only this one time.

Controlling the last drop of soup in the bowl, the captain smashed his mouth regretfully: "It's a pity, it's a pity, I didn't eat enough, I didn't eat enough."

"I regret it, why don't I eat this bowl of noodles today." The desolate cadence in his mouth was a bit like a Beijing opera confession.

The old party secretary said: "You have to say this again every time you eat and drink. People won't be fooled and invite you to eat a second time. Don't talk about this foolishness if you have nothing to do."

"You don't have to be so sorry. In the future, our product will really go to the province. I will take you to eat it. The taste may be a little different, but it won't be too much. This kind of cold noodles is a traditional food of the Korean people. It has a sour taste. Sweet and salty, all delicious."

It’s no wonder that the team leader didn’t know about this kind of thing. In many places, the transportation was basically based on walking, and the communication was basically based on shouting. Local delicacies were basically rolled inward in the place of origin. The presence.

"The Agricultural Machinery Factory promised to give us three regular workers in the brigade, and also made us six peanut shelling machines for free. After research, the brigade decided to give Liang Jianguo an educated youth one official worker."

(End of this chapter)