Reborn 1980: A poisonous wife is not easy to mess with

Chapter 89

Fortunately, Qu Lijun was quick. If he had reacted later, he would have been bumped into by that veiled woman right away.

The woman pretended to be nothing, and ran away in a hurry, making him unable to scream.

Anyway, you also apologize!

Qu Lijun cursed in a low voice, stepped up his steps angrily and walked towards the house. When he raised his eyes, he saw a middle-aged man carrying a big bag of meat, walking side by side with Li Xinlan, and walked into Li Xinlan's house together, talking and laughing. home.

Gee!
No wonder Li Xinlan was in such a hurry to come back first, she had already invited someone.

That man brought meat into the door, fried meat for dinner, and meat sticks for dinner... He actually came here in broad daylight today, and he wasn't afraid of being caught in the eyes of others?
The Li family also has a daughter who is as old as that, Li Xinlan, a mother, doesn't know what to avoid?
Qu Lijun caught up to the front in two or three steps. Although the door of the Li family's courtyard was closed, Anya Qingling's laughter could be heard from the courtyard, as if calling for some uncle.

Such a big girl, she understands what she should understand, and she still greets people with such a smile. Could it be that Li Xinlan is having sex with that man inside the house, and she is helping to boil the water outside?
Or……

Qu Lijun thought of a young man in his work unit who got married last year. His family specially bought him a fire avoidance map. There was a page in it. Didn't the picture show a dragon and two phoenixes?
If so--

That man was able to enter the door with a piece of meat. It looked like it should be less than ten catties. If the big and the small were together, it would be really profitable and exciting!
Qu Lijun kept this matter in his heart, and after returning home, after making a fire and putting rice in the pot, he put his ear against the wall next to Li's house.

After all, he was a cadre, and he didn't have the nerve to steal by climbing a ladder and stepping on a bench, so he could only listen to the movement through the wall.

It's a pity that I don't know if the wall is too thick, but there has never been any strange movement from there.

Qu Lijun was regretting that the door of his own courtyard was pushed open, and Zhao Hongmei's high-pitched voice soon sounded in the courtyard: "Old Qu, what did you do, the food smells like burnt food!"

Qu Lijun quickly ran into the kitchen to turn off the fire, and when he looked at the pot, it was indeed covered with a layer of paste.

Zhao Hongmei rushed over to take a look, and couldn't help complaining: "You said that you don't do housework all day long, you just cook a meal, and it's all overcooked.

Fortunately, my son went to study in the city with his grandparents, if he was still at home, how would you let him eat at night—"

Zhao Hongmei's nagging, from the overcooked rice to the living expenses for her son, should be worth the money for filial piety.

Qu Lijun's ears were ringing, and he was afraid that she would go on talking all the way, so he quickly "shushed": "Do you know who I saw when I came back from get off work just now?"

Seeing his mysterious appearance, Zhao Hongmei also lowered her voice: "Who did you see?"

"There was a man who looked so tall, probably a few years older than me, and carried almost ten catties of meat, and came back side by side with the Widow Li next door, talking and laughing."

so tall?

Zhao Hongmei pondered for a while: "This head may be the man who came to Li's house a few nights ago!"

"I heard Xiaoan from her family calling that man what kind of uncle affectionately, and was just about to lean against the wall to listen to something. When you came back, you screamed."

"Then did you hear anything?"

Qu Lijun shook his head: "Not yet."

Zhao Hongmei came out to take a look, then turned to gouged out Qu Lijun's eyes: "The chimney in the kitchen is still smoking. I must be cooking at this time. If I don't cook, how can I have the strength to make trouble?"

Thinking that the man only came at night the last two times, but today he came in broad daylight, Zhao Hongmei felt a little unwilling: Could it be that Widow Li really hooked him up and he agreed to marry her?
Qu Lijun was also agitated just now, but he forgot about it, smiled sarcastically, and whispered his guess:
"I've heard Xiao An yelling very affectionately. You said that a girl is so old, does she know what her mother is doing with men? Could it be..."

Zhao Hongmei blushed when she heard that, and spat: "Where did you hear such shameless things, the mother and daughter—"

"What do you know? When changing to the old society, rich people have fun, and most of them want mother and daughter to get out of bed together!"

Thinking about Anya's aggressiveness, Zhao Hongmei nodded unconsciously: "Let me just say, which family's daughter is not obedient and clever, who is as aggressive as the one named An!
Maybe it's something that happened a long time ago, that's why she's like a woman who dares to go up when she rolls up her sleeves..."

The couple were obsessed with lust in their hearts, and they didn't even feel that the muddy rice was unpalatable, so they quickly made some food to fill their stomachs, and they both leaned against the wall to listen to the movement.

The Li family by the wall.

Li Xinlan followed her daughter's instructions and made a double-cooked pork stir-fried with glutinous glutinous rice, stir-fried a spicy and tender bandit pork liver, and made a cabbage soup.

Pork liver is fried on a plate, but twice-cooked pork is fried in a large bowl. As soon as Li Xinlan is fried, she asks her daughter to send a bowl to the He family.

Anya directly set up the ladder to the wall: "He Dongyang, He Dongyang?"

He Dongyang was helping his mother light the fire in the kitchen, when he heard the voice, he ran out quickly: "Xiaoya, what's wrong?"

"I have stir-fried twice-cooked pork and fried glutinous acid at home. My mother asked me to bring a bowl here for Aunt Wei and you to taste."

Generally, the twice-cooked pork here is fried with green peppers. I have never heard of this kind of frying method.

He Dongyang quickly set up a ladder to pick it up on the wall, and he couldn't help but whet his appetite when he smelled the sour smell:

"Aunt Li is really skillful. This dish smells delicious and looks good in color. It will definitely taste delicious after a while!"

Anya chuckled: "My mother isn't here, so if you flatter me, it's useless."

He Dongyang blushed, and soon remembered Teacher Li's words: "Xiaoya, can I come over and do homework with you in a while, just to communicate with you in your studies."

Anya shook her head: "It won't work today. Uncle Gao came to my house today to talk about something. I'm keeping him for dinner. Let's wait until tomorrow."

Wang Yan also specifically told her that the school exam will start tomorrow, and asked her not to leak the test questions.

The melon field does not accept shoes, and Li Xia does not have a crown.

On her side, she can sit up straight and sit upright. It would be bad if others suspect He Dongyang or something.

Meng Mingzhu and the others knew that she and He Dongyang's family were neighbors, so they were probably staring at the wrong place.

He Dongyang felt a little disappointed, but tried his best to hide it: "Okay, then I will come to you tomorrow." He raised the bowl again, "Thank you and Aunt Li, I will bring the bowl with me after I clean it tomorrow. "

Anya's family has something to do, so it's not good for him to disturb her in the past.

As for what Gao Chenggong did when he came to Li's house, although Gao Chenggong met Anya through him, He Dongyang is not the kind of gossip person, he shouldn't inquire, and he won't ask too many questions.

Xiao Xianrou is really a sensible child.Anya smiled, and when she climbed down the ladder, she suddenly felt that someone was staring at her from behind, and stopped in a jerk.

(End of this chapter)