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

Chapter 46 Real and fake leather shoes

Su Qingfeng didn't know that his chili sauce had been approved by the director of the steel plant.

He came home yesterday, and after dividing the things, he fell asleep. He was so sleepy that he didn't even eat dinner.

This morning around 04:30, I woke up from my sleep.

He walked to the water tank, scooped out a ladle of cold water, and splashed it on his face.

The early morning water was slightly chilly, making him shiver.

Even the remaining sleepiness disappeared without a trace.

Su Qingfeng quietly walked into the kitchen and saw a bowl of sticky rice porridge in the big pot. It was yellow and looked very appetizing even though it was cold.

He simply sat on the small bench beside him, holding the rice porridge in his hand, and the pickled cucumbers made by his grandma, which were crispy and salty. After a bowl of porridge, he had something in his stomach, and with it, he lost all the money he had lost after running around for several days. My energy and spirit have calmed down.

Just at this time, footsteps were heard outside.

Su Qingfeng turned around and saw that it was his cousin.

At this point, he actually got up early to fetch water.

When he saw Su Qingfeng, he went over and picked up a pickled cucumber and put it into his mouth. He bit it with a crunch and said with a smile: "Qingfeng, I have taken advantage of you."

"When you were away, Nai didn't even let us touch the pickled cucumber jar, let alone taste it. I didn't expect that she would prepare it for you as soon as you came back."

He didn't say this out of spite.

joke!

He already has a wife, and will even have a baby soon, so why compare him with a younger brother who has never married?
Besides, just for Qingfeng to go back and forth twice, bringing things back in big and small bags, isn’t it worth giving him a separate jar of pickled cucumbers for snacks?
To put it bluntly, the value of the can of malted milk he brought back was far more than those cucumbers.

Su Yuehua knew this in his heart.

He smiled on his face, pulled up a small bench and sat next to Su Qingfeng, "Fourth brother, I recently found out something about the matter you gave me."

Su Qingfeng's expression moved slightly, "Brother, please speak slowly."

Su Yuehua took a sip of water and said eloquently, "Deng Xiaoya and the He family have made a lot of jokes in the days since you left. First, Deng Xiaoya went to the family yard of the steel factory to cause trouble, and the two of them got pregnant before they were married, which made everyone upset. We all know it.”

"In the end, it was He Jinjin's old uncle who took action to suppress the matter. But even if they have all the means, with so many eyes staring at them, Deng Xiaoya and He Jinjin can only marry obediently."

"I heard that because of this incident and Deputy Secretary Han's promotion, He Jinjin's original promotion to deputy director was also ruined. Just wait and see, these two people got married, I'm afraid it was a competition. It's worse than living a humble life. Some people are making trouble!"

When he said this, Su Yuehua's words contained a bit of schadenfreude.

The Deng family is very careless in doing things, and now they are not happy with the retribution. The retribution has finally come to their family.

Su Qingfeng felt pretty good.

He had a premonition of this possibility ever since Deng Xiaoya went to break up with her.

Let them just let the dogs bite the dogs, and he can live his life in peace.

Speaking of this, Su Qingfeng was more concerned about another person.

"What about Manager Cao of the state-owned hotel?"

"That person..." Su Yuehua spoke with some meaning, "This manager Cao is a capable person. He is not a cook, but he can eat well. A buddy of mine met him once and saw that he was holding He was also holding a plate of pork belly, I don’t know where he bought it.”

Where did you buy it?

I'm afraid it came from the hotel!
Su Qingfeng felt confident and smiled again, "Okay, thank you, brother. By the way, how is my sister-in-law doing lately."

Su Yuehua patted Su Qingfeng on the shoulder and said, "How can we thank you? Thanks to you, your sister-in-law has been doing much better recently and has gained some weight." As the two of them talked, everyone at home got up one after another. Those who wash, those who cook, those who cook.

It's said to be cooking, but it's actually just a bowl of porridge and a few plates of pickles.

The porridge was still a choking grain, but it was better than before. The old lady was willing to add some white rice to it, so that at least it would not make her throat irritate.

Occasionally, I can add a few black-faced steamed buns, so that when I work, my stomach will not be full of water.

Su Qingfeng thought about how many days there were left before the vacation granted by the hotel. As a former migrant worker from a later generation, it was impossible to go to work early.

So he simply put on a piece of clothing, carried a basket on his back, and walked around, ready to go shopping.

Since the system rewarded physical improvement, Su Qingfeng's physical strength in daily life was not at all the limit.

It's a pity that he keeps running between towns and villages and has no time to go to other places.

Today is just right.

He clasped his hands behind his back and strolled outside. When he arrived at the place where he was working, he quickly discovered something was wrong.

I saw Deng Xiaoya's mother, Wang Guihua, walking on the path in the fields wearing a pair of small leather shoes.

The old ladies around were a little envious and wanted to laugh.

Naturally, I am envious because of these little leather shoes.

This pair of small leather shoes costs at least 20 yuan. The price of these leather shoes may go up depending on whether they are made of calfskin or lambskin, and how novel the style is.

These days, whether everyone has enough to eat or not is a problem. Who has spare money to buy a pair of small leather shoes?
Does the Deng family have it?

Obviously not.

Thinking about it this way, they naturally concluded that He Qianjin bought it to honor his mother-in-law.

People in the village don't go to town very often, so naturally they don't find out about the absurd things going on in the steel factory's family home.

They probably thought that Deng Xiaoya and He Qianjin were inseparable.

As for why I want to laugh...

Wang Guihua was dressed like a rural woman, but she had a pair of small leather shoes on her feet. This foreign and earthy girl suddenly looked different.

Before Su Qingfeng walked over, he heard Wang Guihua harping there from a long distance away:

"What do you know? Xiaoya told me that these little leather shoes cost about twenty yuan a pair. They are made of calfskin. Wearing these shoes in winter is much more comfortable than cloth shoes."

Someone next to me felt something was wrong, "Wang Guihua, didn't you just say that your son-in-law bought these shoes? How come there are so many scratches on them after only a few days of wearing them? The heels of these shoes are also worn, and they don't look like new ones." Yes..."

After saying that, the man muttered, "Isn't it your good son-in-law who brought old shoes to prevaricate you?"

This time, Wang Guihua exploded as if she had been stepped on something painful.

"You're prevaricating! My son-in-law is from the city. He is a cadre who works in a steel factory. How can he still lack this little money? A pair of leather shoes is just water for him. What can't he buy? You just don't want to see me! Bah! Shameless fool!"

Su Qingfeng almost laughed.

20 yuan is nothing for He Qianjin?

He remembered that according to the salary standard, He Qianjin only paid about [-] yuan a month, right?
This is really bragging about not drafting.

　First update!Let me check the typos in the second update.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)