Return to the era: starting from the state-owned hotel

Chapter 239 Disputes in the Compound
"Aunt Xiuya fell to the ground! This, this... what to do!"

Wang Hehua looked at He Xiuya who fell to the ground, and suddenly screamed in panic.

Seeing He Xiuya's appearance, the people around him were in chaos. People were coming and going in the small yard. Even the vegetable garden at Aunt Xiuya's house was trampled deeply and lightly. I don't know how many others there were. The conscience-stricken old woman took advantage of this moment to fish in troubled waters. She broke off a few pieces of green beans and put them in her trouser pockets, stuffing them bulgingly. Because her trousers were baggy, she was not afraid of being discovered.

There was a lot of noise here, and the corresponding noise was also heard in the small courtyard.

Su Qingfeng and others were peeling salted peanuts in the small courtyard when they suddenly heard screams outside. Among them, Zhou Sheng, because of his professional sensitivity, immediately ran out. When he raised his eyes, he saw a messy scene in the small courtyard opposite. .

Zhou Sheng's brows immediately wrinkled.

"Don't move! Don't even move! Don't help me. This is not helping, it is causing trouble!"

Not to mention, Zhou Sheng looked polite and polite on weekdays, but when he had a serious face, he was really a bit scary.

Even Su Qingfeng and others were a little frightened, let alone these aunts.

Especially those aunts with bulging pockets walked to the other side a little embarrassed, not daring to say anything.

They were afraid that Zhou Sheng would expose the dirty things in their pockets.

In fact, Zhou Sheng had already discovered the little thoughts of these people, but now the injury was serious, and after so many years of decentralized life, his heart had long been as hard as a stone.

If it wasn't a matter of human life or death, he wouldn't bother to intervene.

Su Qingfeng and others stood aside and dispersed the crowd, leaving sufficient space for He Xiuya to breathe fresh air.

Not to mention, just this simple action made He Xiuya feel much more comfortable.

I don’t know how tired these old ladies are, and I don’t know how long they haven’t taken a shower. When I get close, they smell like a smell.

and also!

Those people, don’t think she can’t see it!

She remembered every one of them who secretly picked beans and eggplants in her yard.

It’s just... who pushed her...

He Xiuya frowned and tried to recall, but still couldn't recall the appearance of the figure.

Wang Hehua, who was standing nearby, saw He Xiuya frowning. For a moment, her heart almost jumped out of her chest.

You know, although He Xiuya does not have a job, her family is an eighth-level fitter in the county machinery factory. Even the workshop director and the director of the factory will smile when they see him and dare not give him anything. No expression at all.

If He Xiuya knew that today's incident was done by himself, even if it was unintentional, he would probably suffer a meal.

Thinking of this, Wang Hehua's face looked panicked for a moment.

But she quickly reacted and calmed down her expression, as if she was as concerned as the people next to her.

But Song Jinxiu stood aside and watched this scene coldly, taking in all the changes on Wang Hehua's face. She frowned and did not speak immediately. Instead, she waited until Zhou Sheng sent the person to the hospital before leaving. Go to Su Qingfeng and Tang Shengmin and state what they saw before.

Professor Tang frowned, obviously not expecting that there was such a story in this matter.

Seeing that they had something to say, Li Ran followed Lin Duanyang and walked silently to the kitchen.

When Lin Duanyang saw this, he smiled and said, "Why don't you let Su Qingfeng help you? That boy's skills are much better than yours."

Li Ran laughed and said, "How can you say that? His cooking skills are better than mine, is it possible that I can't learn to cook? If he is not around from now on, won't I not be able to even eat?"

When Lin Duanyang heard this, he nodded repeatedly, "No wonder you and him can get together. If you can keep your eyes open and your heart clear, you won't have to worry about how long your life will last."

When Li Ran heard this, he just smiled and said nothing more.

She and Su Qingfeng were like a pot with a lid, otherwise how could they get married.

Zhou Sheng left and didn't come back until evening.

Also coming back with him was a man from Xiuya's aunt's family. The man's surname was Niu, and everyone called him Niu Gong. Because the level of machine tools nowadays is limited, some parts cannot be polished by machine tools at all. We still have to rely on these. The old fitter, with his superb skills, polished the parts into the desired model.

It was this skill that gave the cattle worker a high status in the factory, no less than that of some old leaders. He even went to the provincial capital to win an award.

However, this old comrade, for the sake of peace and quiet, wanted to live more spaciously, so he took his wife and moved to an alley not far from the machinery factory to settle down.

Who would have thought that this kind of thing would happen now.

The cattleman settled his wife down and hurried home. Facing the cold pot and stove, he felt a little headache and thought about just having a meal.

However, before he could light the fire, he saw a strange young man walking in.

Su Qingfeng introduced himself first, and then spoke enthusiastically, "We are new here too. You haven't eaten yet today. Why don't you come and sit at my place? I don't dare to say anything else, but cooking Well... I still have some experience at least. If you are at my house, you will have enough food."

Niu Gong obviously didn't take the last sentence seriously.

I really think that every family now has no worries about food and clothing!

When you go to someone else's house as a guest, how can you really eat and drink with all your heart?

But...Su Qingfeng said that his cooking skills are good...

Niu Gong was obviously a little tempted.

He was still thinking of comparing, wanting to compare whether Su Qingfeng's craftsmanship was better or the craftsmanship of the state-owned hotel in the county.

When Su Qingfeng finished speaking, Niu Gong was actually moved, but he still remained a little reserved before following Su Qingfeng towards the opposite door.

Wang Hehua, who had been worried about what happened today, saw this scene and saw that the cattle worker was still in the mood to eat and drink, so he knew that He Xiuya was not seriously injured, and he didn't find out who did it, so he finally felt relieved Let it go.

Just seeing Su Qingfeng and Niu Gong talking and laughing, I felt jealous and envious.

Sure enough, he is a person who knows how to dig into the camp.

We haven't even got a pole yet, and we're already climbing up.

If Niu Gong were more proactive, wouldn't he have to admit his marriage?
Watching a group of them walk through the door without noticing herself, Wang Hehua took another small breath before twisting her waist and going in.

As soon as you enter the house, there is a dim kerosene lamp.

The light and shadow flickered, and there was a smoky smell of smoke.

Wang Hehua looked at the kerosene lamp and thought of Su Qingfeng's group. When they walked in, the light in the room was obviously the light of the light bulb.

There is also the young man's new wife, whose face is as tender as an egg shell, and you can feel the water when you pinch her.

Wang Hehua lowered her head again and saw the half-dead man at home who could only pick up food. Then she thought about how useless he was two nights ago, and her heart suddenly became angry.

Then Wang Hehua flicked the oilcloth in his hand and said, "Eat, eat, eat, all day long, you know how to eat with a bowl in your hands! Is it because your mouth is a fault at home, or because you don't have a mouth, you can't even say a word." "

Wang Hehua's man, Jiang Chengping, is a moderate director in the office of the machinery factory.

For Jiang Chengping, at this age, climbing to the position of junior director in the office can only be said to be neither great nor small, with no merits and no faults.It can be said that he got through the qualifications.

They had three children in their family. The eldest son went to the countryside. The second daughter got married, leaving only a younger son. Because the children were not around, he was spoiled and looked bad. He is still living in the school. At present, Read junior high school.

Jiang Chengping's facial features were ordinary. If it weren't for his fair skin, I'm afraid Wang Hehua wouldn't have been so determined to identify with this man.

It's just that... no matter how passionate you are, it will cool down at this age.

Jiang Chengping sat under the kerosene lamp, watching Wang Hehua's spittle fly into the bowl and splash into the dishes, and there were big yellow teeth that opened and closed.

Jiang Chengping suddenly felt nauseated. He remembered what Dr. Zhou told him in private, and his face turned red.

After Zhou Sheng saw a doctor for him, he said that the disease was due to his lack of restraint when he was young, so he had old habits.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chengping glared at Wang Hehua bitterly.

No wonder the old man said that sex is a bone scraper!

This Wang Hehua is not a delicate beauty. Why did she find such a thing when she was young?

Jiang Chengping didn't believe that he was really in trouble at this age.

How about...find another woman to try?
Thinking of this, Jiang Chengping felt an inexplicable sense of taboo excitement.

Just at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Seeing that Wang Hehua seemed to be frozen and had no response, Jiang Chengping became impatient and walked straight forward and opened the door.

A slightly rough, yet delicate and gentle woman's face appeared in front of Jiang Chengping.

Jiang Chengping recognized this woman.

He swallowed silently at first, sighing in his heart.

Or maybe I was willing to be a scholar before.

Even the wives of scholars are much more beautiful than others.

Shan Song Jinxiu's temperament is such that even ten royal lotuses cannot match her.

But Jiang Chengping did not dare to provoke this group of people.

Especially Song Jinxiu.

He still has something in Dr. Zhou's hand. If he finds out that he has such thoughts about his wife, I'm afraid the neighbors will know that he is... bad at that.

When thinking of this, Jiang Chengping felt that he might as well die.

He nodded and bowed to welcome a group of people into the house. When he saw Niu Gong, he was slightly surprised, "Niu Gong? What's going on? Why are you here? Hehua, go make a cup for Niu Gong. White sugar water, so sweet... This neighbor hasn't been here for a long time, so I need to have a good chat..."

As he talked, Jiang Chengping felt that something was wrong.

Why is this awesome worker so angry? He is trying to please himself and says nice things, so how can he keep a straight face?
Jiang Chengping wanted to be angry, but these people, whether it was Niu Gong or Su Qingfeng, could not be offended casually.

In the end, he could only admit that he was unlucky. When Wang Hehua didn't do anything, he cursed secretly and made a glass of sugar water with a smile on his face.

Who would have expected that when the sugar water was placed in Niu Gong's hand, Niu Gong immediately put his hand away, which meant that he didn't even want to drink the sugar water.

At this time, no matter how good-tempered Jiang Chengping was, he couldn't help but pull down his face slightly, and said angrily, "I forgot, the cattle workers' usual subsidy in the factory is to drink brown sugar water, how can you think so highly of us?" Sugar water?"

Niu Gong put down the enamel cup heavily. His calloused hands were covered with scattered scars. Then he clenched his hands into fists and punched Jiang Chengping in the face:
"Damn it, if I don't hit you, do you really think that I am a fool?"

Su Qing held the cow worker's waist dangerously, her eyelids trembling as she watched.

This old man really has an unusual temper.

There are obviously so many methods, but I have to choose to beat people at their door. This is the most unreliable and extreme method.

Although... this method seems to be the most effective way to relieve anger.

Jiang Chengping wanted to scold his mother.

"My grass..."

boom!
Another punch!

Wang Hehua huddled in the corner, holding her head, quietly watching this scene, her whole body couldn't help but tremble.

She wasn't trembling because she was afraid of the scene before her. She felt that... Niu Gong was afraid that he already knew what he was doing, so he did such a thing.

Sure enough, when the bull worker knocked Jiang Chengping to the ground in three or five strokes, he finally rubbed his sore hand bones and kicked Jiang Chengping again.

When he saw Jiang Chengping grinning, Niu Gong raised his head, looked at the trembling Wang Hehua, and sneered coldly.

"Jiang Chengping, you have to take care of your own daughter-in-law. This time, your daughter-in-law pushed Xiuya. Fortunately, Dr. Zhou was here and nothing serious happened. But there will be a next time... hum!"

With that said, the cattle worker turned around and left.

Su Qingfeng and the others also wanted to leave here.

There is no room for anything in this room, and all kinds of baskets of needlework are scattered all over the floor.

Su Qingfeng was afraid that Li Ran would step on any pins, so he helped her walk over. The tips of Li Ran's ears were slightly red, but he did not refuse after all.

It was only then that Jiang Chengping struggled to get up from the ground, grabbed Su Qingfeng, and said breathlessly, "Little comrade, what on earth happened here. You see... I have just returned home too. , you also live in an alley, what happened today...can you tell me about it?"

Looking at Jiang Chengping, who looked good-tempered and fair-faced, and looked like a scholar, I didn't know, and thought he was a nice old man who talked well.

But Su Qingfeng noticed that when they walked in, Jiang Chengping's eyes were slightly affectionate, especially when they focused on Song Jinxiu and Li Ran.

In this regard, Su Qingfeng did not say anything.

Instead, he slowly raised an iron fist and hit Jiang Chengping on the head.

bang.

His lower back immediately hit the table.

There was a crackling movement.

Suddenly, screams and screams continued one after another.

The cow workers outside turned around in surprise, their expressions a bit hard to explain:

"How come this young man has a bigger temper than me? What did Jiang Chengping do to provoke him?"

　Four thousand finished~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)