Quickly cross the target to kill the main god

Chapter 61

Several other temporary workers also came one after another, seeing her busy greeting, "Xiao Wu, how is your health?"

Mingyue smiled and nodded, "It's alright, just a little tired, just go home and rest!"

Colleagues are more human than the white-eyed wolf at home.

Walking to the place where she usually works, Mingyue smiled and said, "Sister Bao, you rested yesterday afternoon, and you are tired all by yourself!"

Sister Bao is a middle-aged woman in her 50s. Everyone is very thin in this era, and Sister Bao is just as thin as she gets older.

When he smiled, the corners of his eyes were full of creases, "Look at what you said, aren't you sick, are you okay now?"

Mingyue can't collapse the character design, and sits down and cuts pickles with her, imitating the original owner, "Go back and lie down for an afternoon, much better!"

Big Sister Bao looked at her with pity and sighed, "Alas, you can't save everything for your children, and take care of yourself anyway, what should you do if you fall ill for the children!"

Mingyue nodded, "Yes! Big sister, I understand!"

Sister-in-law Zhang, who was washing vegetables next to her, said, "I heard that you have a letter from your hometown, wouldn't you be asking for money again?"

Everyone is from the same factory, who doesn't know who's shit is going on!
Mingyue is not afraid of family scandals, so she deliberately lowered her head and said helplessly, "I said that my mother-in-law was seriously ill and was waiting for the money. My family is going to send back all this month's salary!"

"what?"

Sister Bao exclaimed, "You can't do it? Your grandson is too bad, and there are still a bunch of children to support!"

Sister-in-law Zhang nodded, "Yes, girl, you can't agree!"

Mingyue smiled bitterly, "I don't want to respond, but the old grandson put down his unfilial hat and said that his mother couldn't die without saving me!"

Sister-in-law Zhang sneered, "You two are stupid enough. I can't believe how much money you send to the countryside throughout the year, and you can't afford to treat the old woman!"

"Yes!"

Several temporary workers have similar conditions at home, and they only pay five or ten yuan to send money to the countryside, not as much as they do!
"Although the countryside is bitter, there is still land to grow, but the annual harvest is much better than in the city, at least it can fill the stomach!"

"That's right, our hometown brought half a bag of dried sweet potatoes and dried pickles a while ago!"

"It's not worth much money, but it's a matter of heart. This brother should help, but there must be contacts!"

Listening to her colleagues complaining for her, Mingyue made an honest appearance, "I can't do anything, but Lao Sun insists on sending money, and he will scold me if he talks too much!"

Although my colleagues sympathized with each other, they had hard-to-read scriptures, so they didn't say much.

At this time, a few canteen formal workers also came, and everyone quieted down!
There are nearly [-] workers in the machinery factory, and the work in the cafeteria is also very hard.

Mingyue has not been idle all morning. This is the first time she has experienced the role. It feels very fresh and she is energetic in her work.

The master spreads out the steamed buns, and a few temporary workers are responsible for picking the buns into the basket and carrying them to the window.

Regular workers are responsible for selling meals, which is the easiest job, and their wages are seven or eight yuan higher than theirs, but no one dares to complain about temporary workers.

Mingyue easily picked up a big basket and delivered it to the second window. The regular worker in charge of selling rice didn't mean to help at all.

It's better if you don't come to pick it up. Mingyue pretended to stop and rest, and she didn't know it, and the ghost touched seven or eight vegetable buns into the space before sending the basket to the window.

This era is not like modern times. There are surveillance probes everywhere on the streets.

After the breakfast was sold out, the temporary workers couldn't be idle anymore, and they started washing again, finally taking a breather. The food delivery person came and started the second round of work.

The second rice steamed in the cafeteria at noon has various stir-fries, most of which are vegetarian, and there are two meat dishes every day, because there are few people who can afford meat dishes, and the amount of cooking is also small.

This time the moon didn't move!

All the people who ate at dinner were gone, and a few regular workers brought home the leftovers from the sale!

If there are a lot of leftovers, I occasionally ask temporary workers to buy some.

right!People who work in the cafeteria can't take things back, they need to buy meal tickets, but it's cheaper than outside.

The original owner lived his life carefully and was reluctant to spend a penny. Mingyue greeted her colleagues and turned to go home.

When the children of the Sun family got up, they found that there was a cold pan and stove in the kitchen, and the mother didn't leave a mouthful of rice after going to work.

I drank a bowl of porridge last night, and it was gone after a few urinations, and now everyone's stomach is rebelling.

When he went to find Sun Youtian, he was also hungry. He heard that his daughter-in-law didn't cook and he was very angry. He waited for work, so he could only let the girl cook another pot of batter.

Everyone went out in a hurry, going to school, going to work, going to work.

When I came back at noon, I found that the house was still deserted, and the children were so hungry they were desperate.

In this era, every household is so poor that they can't even find a single melon seed.

Sun Aimin asked the eldest sister to cook, but the cornmeal at home was gone after two meals.

There are still more than two kilograms of sorghum rice in the rice vat, and the big girl dare not move, "Brother, this is all that's left!"

Sun Aiguo took the rice jar over to take a look, "Don't worry, let's steam the rice first, I'm going to starve to death!"

At this time, when the door rang, the youngest love party ran over, "Mother is back, let's cook, I'm hungry, I'm so hungry!"

"Mother! There's only this sorghum rice left in the house!"

Mingyue glanced, "Steam all!"

The big girl said anxiously, "We've already done it, so what are we going to eat at night?"

"Eat what you have, what do you do with so much!" Mingyue didn't care, and blasted the children out!

Go to the kitchen to steam all a few kilograms of rice, then go to the small vegetable field and pick all the ripe ones!
After going back for a while, the children heard the sound of the kitchen and happily looked at the door.

"Oh, mother's food today is delicious!"

Mingyue sneered while cooking.Of course it's fragrant, the original owner was reluctant to put too much oil in order to save money, so she didn't care.

As the old saying goes, a lot of oil is not bad for a dish!No matter how bland the vegetables are, it is also delicious with more oil!
A cold cucumber, fried a large plate of small rapeseed.

When Sun Youtian came back, he smelled the aroma of rice as soon as he entered the door, "Oh! What's so delicious in our family's food today!"

He was doing physical work, and he was so hungry that his heart was on his back.

"Wash your hands, get ready to eat!" Mingyue shouted, taking into account the original owner's design and not eating alone.

The children scrambled to wash their hands and sat at the table waiting.

Two side dishes came to the table, and the children watched, the cucumber salad, topped with chopped peppers, looked very tempting.

A large plate of stir-fried vegetables, oily and drooling.

Sun Youtian also saw that layer of oil, and it was really good. This bitch is evil, so she is willing to put so much oil!
Does she really miss it?The words are not spoken, who doesn't want to eat good things!
Mingyue brought out a large bowl of rice, the first bowl was pressed and pressed again, and the filling was spiky, and placed in front of her.

Sun Youtian and the children were stunned. Usually, the first bowl is for Dad. Why did Mom forget today?

The big girl is diligent, "Mother, I'll pass it to Dad!"

"Put that! It's mine!" Mingyue's face was cold.

The big girl shrank her hands in fright. Mingyue couldn't wait to finish the bowl of rice. Considering the original owner's request to train the child, she could only hold her breath.

(End of this chapter)