Rebirth and struggle for rural daughter-in-law

Chapter 35 The beginning of everything is difficult
Zhang Guilan's washed bed sheets and quilts can only be used today, and after being folded, they are directly placed on the bed in the east room. As for whether to use it or not, it is Milan's own business, and it has nothing to do with her.

The soybeans at home had sprouts, so they could only be fried and eaten. Zhang Guilan went downstairs again, bought a piece of meat at the gate of the compound, and carried it upstairs. I dare not buy meat casually. How can this meat be eaten every day? With Luo Ji’s salary of 35 yuan a month, he can buy [-] catties of meat. The rice I ate at night was also washed out and soaked, and then I entered the house.

There are 500 yuan in her card, and more than 100 yuan in zero in her pocket. When I went to the village today, I saw two bags of mung beans at Liu Xiaolan's house. It seems that 100 yuan will be withdrawn.

After a simple calculation, Zhang Guilan had time to dig out all the old clothes from before, except for the red ones, which were floral, and they were all decorated with small collars with buttons on the front. She dug out scissors and clothes from the cabinet. Using a ruler, Zhang Guilan measured her own measurements before starting to measure her clothes. Apart from the old style, these clothes are also bigger than Zhang Guilan's, so she can wear them just by pulling her waist down.

When Zhang Guilan changed her clothes, she also changed her appearance briefly. The floral cloth clothes were changed to a small square collar. The collar is not high but just enough to let a part of the neck be exposed, which is half hidden and half exposed. I can't help but look at it, the waist is a little tucked, and the hem of the clothes is a bit like a lotus leaf. In this way, an old and outdated main clothing has a different look.

Another bright red cotton jacket, Zhang Guilan directly removed the two sleeves, sewed the front buttoned parts together, nailed a few fake buttons, made a seam from the side, and made a few buttonholes. Made a vest.

It is paired with a small black sweater inside and a red vest on the outside. Although it is more colorful, it also has more vitality.

Halfway through Zhang Guilan's sewing, seeing that it was getting late, she cooked the rice, and the dinner was fried with the meat and sauerkraut bought in the afternoon. The aroma of the oil that is blooming like this fills the room. The chili sauce made in this way is also delicious when dipped in steamed buns, and it is even better when it is spread on dishes.

At this time, all the light bulbs in the house were [-] watts, not very bright. Zhang Guilan put away half of the changed clothes, and just put the table on the door when he heard the sound of the door opening, and Milan came in.

Milan expected that Zhang Guilan would be surprised, and even provocatively said proudly, "Lao Ji went to see me off when I left in the morning, and gave me the keys to the house."

It has to be said that Zhang Guilan burst into flames when she heard this, "So what if the house is given to you? After all, I am his wife."

Milan froze with a smile, took off his shoes and went into the room with a soft snort, "What's the use of occupying people? It's not painful to get people but not to get their hearts."

"What do you eat at night? The braised pork that Xiangwu eats in the cafeteria of the unit is really a good unit. The meat is eaten twice a week and the fish is eaten by other units. There is nothing to do. I just read the newspaper in the office every day." Milan looks like a girl. The host sat down at the table.

Only then did Zhang Guilan realize that her clothes had changed. The gray khaki Lenin suit looked like a woman working in an office. She changed in just one day, and her temperament also changed. Even a person with a handsome appearance is becoming more and more eye-catching.

Zhang Guilan secretly thought Fei, no wonder she was so miserable in her last life, she lived two lives before she could catch up with Milan, it can be seen how stupid and stupid she was in her last life, and she deserved what she ended up like, because she didn't live up to it.

Seeing Zhang Guilan looking at her, Milan pulled the clothes and asked with a smile, "Does it look good? Aunt Yang took me to the street to buy them today. These clothes are popular now."

With two twisted braids in front of her body, the people of Milan are like delicate flowers.

"It looks good." Zhang Guilan admitted without hesitation.

For this, she still has the foresight.

In the past, she only wanted to lose weight, and then she got Luo Ji's attention. She tried for a while, but she didn't get Luo Ji's attention. its natural.

"Guilan, I'm not talking about you. You've gained weight these days. You have to be careful. You're already fat when you drink cold water. If you eat like this, you don't know what you'll become." Milan said like an elder The old-fashioned voice said, "If you don't think about yourself, you have to think about Laoji. It's a matter of face to take the wife out. Then he won't be able to hold his head up in front of his own people. How bad it is."

"What's wrong?" Luo Ji pushed the door open and walked in.

Milan was taken aback, regretting why he didn't pay attention to whether the door was closed when he came in.

As soon as she was about to speak, Zhang Guilan accepted the words with a smile, "Milan said I am ashamed of you for being fat."

"No, I just want Guilan to lose weight." Milan explained.

Luo Ji glanced at Zhang Guilan and saw her smiling, "It's good, it's easy to get sick if you're too thin."

Zhang Guilan entered the kitchen, "Go wash your hands and eat."

Luo Ji didn't respond, but went to the bathroom, Milan bit her lip, she didn't expect Zhang Guilan to say it directly like this, and Lao Ji wasn't even a little bit full, making it look like she was provoking trouble.

The food was set out, and the chili sauce was very suitable for Luo Ji's mouth. When he was halfway through the meal, he was sweating profusely. He took off his outer suit and undid the top two buttons of his shirt.

Milan also found it delicious, "Guilan, this chili sauce is really delicious, you can decorate it for me tomorrow, and I will bring it to Aunt Yang to taste."

"Aunt Yang is old, can she eat spicy food?" Zhang Guilan and Ben didn't give Miranda a chance to say more, "I'm going to the city tomorrow too, so I'll teach you how to do it when I'm free. Once you learn it, you can do it yourself Wouldn't it be more sincere to do it?"

"That's right, you're still thoughtful." Milan smiled reluctantly.

Luo Ji was already filling the second bowl of rice, and said in his usual cold tone, "Are you going to the city tomorrow?"

"Yeah, didn't I make a little living? Go to the city tomorrow to buy some materials."

"Do you want to make mung bean cakes?" Milan disapproved, "Guilan, business is done by people with petty capitalist ideas, you should find a serious job, just like mine, where you only stay in the office every day , the wind cannot blow and the rain cannot."

Luo Ji frowned at Milan's words, and felt a little guilty in his heart. He always felt sorry for Milan and tried to make up for it everywhere, but he never thought about his wife.

Zhang Guilan didn't take it seriously, "I think it's good to run a small business. It's free and easy, and no one is in charge. It's my own hard-earned money. Who dares to say that I'm a capitalist? It's not stolen. "

Milan sneered in his heart, he was really uneducated, he only made things made by poor people who couldn't afford it, he secretly glanced at Luo Ji who was next to him from the corner of his eyes, saw him bowing his head to eat and not saying a word, he was complacent, thinking that Lao Ji didn't like it either Bar?Let's see how proud she is.

After dinner, as soon as he returned to Westinghouse, Luo Ji talked to Zhang Guilan.

(End of this chapter)