"It must be Zhao Yang. Today he stole the limelight. He bought a bicycle and a sewing machine, so we have to celebrate."

"I haven't eaten pork for several months, every day I eat steamed buns with cabbage."

At Liu Haizhong's house, the boys were discussing what happened just now, but now they all showed envy.

The eldest son, Liu Guangqi, is better. The second son, Liu Guangtian, and the third son, Liu Guangfu, are really greedy.

Speaking of Liu Haizhong's family is also a must.

Liu Haizhong wanted to be an official, so he displayed his official authority at home all the time, and even beat and scolded his three sons.

The key is that all the delicious food at home goes into his stomach, you can tell by his body shape.

Usually, the eldest son is better, and the second and third sons can't even eat an egg. It's a depressing and miserable life.

"Dad, why don't you go to Zhao Yang's house and give him some white noodles and eggs to celebrate, and if he is not sure, he will give you a bowl of pork in return!"

"That's right, Dad, he has made great achievements today, and he might become a leader in the future. Now that he has a good relationship with Zhao Yang, you might be able to be a small leader or something in the future."

Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu made suggestions one after another. What they said made Liu Haizhong a little tempted. He didn't care if it was pork or not. The main reason was the word leadership.

"The head of the family, go, don't be embarrassing, our family has no holiday with Zhao Yang."

The second aunt added another sentence, which made Liu Haizhong make up his mind, "Okay, I'll go and have a look, I haven't eaten meat for a long time."

Don't look at the second uncle, as a seventh-level fitter, his monthly salary is as high as more than 70 yuan.

But the family's usual expenses are very small, so I just put an egg in the bangs from time to time to improve it, and an egg costs five cents, and three or four yuan a month is the best.

As for his saving money, it is naturally for the sake of his eldest son Liu Guangqi.

Liu Guangqi is the same age as Yan Jiecheng, and will only get married this year.

At that time, buying a house, buying big items, arranging work, wedding banquets, etc. will all be big expenses and will cost a lot of money.

So I only eat meat two or three times a month, and I live very poorly.

Soon, the second aunt prepared three catties of flour and four eggs and put them in the basket.

Then Liu Haizhong knocked on Zhao Yang's door with a basket.

"Yangzi, you made a great contribution today and bought a big one. This is a little kindness from the second uncle. Don't be too little."

Liu Haizhong's posture was very low, but also very polite, and his inner voice was normal, so it was not easy for Zhao Yang to refuse.

"Second uncle, this bowl of braised pork has just been cooked, so don't feel too little."

Zhao Yang naturally knew Liu Haizhong's purpose, so he brought him a small bowl of braised pork.

Thinking about the relationship between the two, it wouldn't make it worse.

Liu Haizhong was polite, then took the braised pork, and glanced at the four dishes on the table in the living room.

Hot and sour cabbage, shredded pork with wild rice stems, braised pork, fried shredded potatoes, a stack of peanuts, and a bottle of Moutai for [-] yuan.

【what a pity! 】

【This kid didn't let me drink with him. 】

Liu Haizhong felt a little regretful, but he wasn't so thick-skinned that he could rub it hard, so he had to walk away awkwardly.

Listening to his heart, Zhao Yang smiled and closed the door, went back to the table and sat down.

However, as soon as he sat down, there was another knock on the door.

He opened the door and saw that it was He Yushui!

Zhao Yang couldn't figure out why she came, so he paid attention to her inner voice.

"Brother Zhao, can you stop hating my brother? He is not a bad person, but he is too impulsive."

[I hope to mend the relationship between my brother and Brother Zhao. There is already a rival Xu Damao, so don't make another one. 】

【smell good!This is the taste of meat, I really want to eat it. 】

Speaking of He Yushui, Zhao Yang felt that her mind was filled with water.

How does your brother treat Qin Huairu? Needless to say?

But just like that, this silly girl actually supported her brother and Qin Huairu, who were not clear about it, with an attitude of being optimistic about them.

Of course, it is also possible that she was maliciously retaliating against her brother Sha Zhu and pushing him into the fire pit on purpose.

It's just that Zhao Yang thinks this possibility is very small.

After all, she is only a sophomore in high school, so she doesn't have such deep scheming.

"Yu Shui, your brother and I will not mess with each other in the future. As long as he doesn't mess with me, I won't punish him either. You tell me this."

"Okay, Brother Zhao!"

Zhao Yang expressed his attitude, and Yushui got the result.

But just as she was reluctant to leave, she suddenly felt a pain in her lower abdomen.

Zhao Yang watched her squat down suddenly, with a painful look on her face, and was a little puzzled.

【It hurts! 】

[Why did it suddenly happen at this time. 】

[It should be that one. 】

He Yushui clutched his stomach, a lot of cold sweat broke out on his forehead in a blink of an eye, and his face turned pale instantly.

Zhao Yang thought for a while, then frowned and said, "Rainwater, come in!"

This is dysmenorrhea!

Chapter 14 Call the rain, check in again!

Zhao Yang helped He Yushui into the house and closed the door again.

When he came to the table and sat down, looking at the braised pork on the table, He Yushui's greed overwhelmed the pain, and he swallowed.

【I really want to eat it, but it hurts! 】

Zhao Yang didn't pay attention to her expression, but he heard her heartfelt voice. While it was funny, he also felt a little sympathetic.

Whoever has a brother who is a chef will at least have no worries about food and drink, and no lack of mouth.

It's just bad luck for her to have a silly post.

Although Sha Zhu offended him, Zhao Yang didn't hate Wu and Wu.

Zhao Yang poured a cup of hot water for He Yushui, and brought her a gelatin hot water bottle from home to put on her abdomen for hot compresses.

Afterwards, Zhao Yang ate on his own.

What he ate was a fragrance, but what He Yushui sat by was a torment.

"Brother Zhao, thank you!"

【Why didn't he ask me if I had eaten, and if I wanted to eat some more! 】

【Then if he asks me to eat it, do I want to eat it or not? 】

【It’s not good to eat for nothing, why don’t you wash his clothes at night, or clean up the housework, I hope I get better soon. 】

【What is he laughing at? 】

He Yushui's inner monologue made Zhao Yang couldn't help showing a smile.

"Rainwater, have you eaten it, do you want to eat some more?"

Zhao Yang thought, the other party can't drive her away now, and it would be weird to let her watch him eat, so he might as well be together, and he can help to finish it later.

He Yushui was very embarrassed, but her heart had already betrayed her. Zhao Yang brought her the bowls and chopsticks and started to eat with half push.

Just eating without talking, I always feel that the atmosphere is obedient, so Zhao Yang said, "Yu Shui, do you think it's appropriate for Shazhu to give Qin Huairu the lunch box?"

"This...it's nothing!" He Yushui hesitated for a while, but still didn't think there was anything wrong.

Zhao Yang glanced at her, "Don't you think your brother is too much?"

Sure enough, her mind is full of water, but maybe it has something to do with her being too deeply influenced and brainwashed by Qin Huairu since she was a child.

"You mean to say that he likes Qin Huairu, right?" He Yushui remembered what Zhao Yang said just now.

Zhao Yang couldn't deny it, "What do you think? If Jia Dongxu dies, or if Qin Huairu divorces Jia Dongxu, do you think they will be together?"

The whole hospital knew about Jia Dongxu's physical condition. He was half dead, and he might have left that day.

He Yushui is no exception.

"This..." He Yushui was a little out of his mind, "It should work!"

"It's okay!" Seeing her eyes wide open, Zhao Yang didn't know why, so he said, "Think about your brother's conditions!"

"An eighth-level chef in a large factory with 35 people, a monthly salary of 5 yuan and [-], two suites at home, no parental burden, you are almost an adult, and if you throw away those burdens that you shouldn't bear, what kind of woman can't find it? "

"As for those who come from a rural area, there is no food supply, and they are divorced or widowed women with three children?"

"Then Xu Damao is one year younger than your brother, and he has been married for three years. Look at your brother again! If you are a demon, that's right."

What Zhao Yang said is true, even if he puts aside other things, he can find a good woman just as a silly chef.

Just because three years of natural disasters have just passed, everyone is afraid of going through that kind of life again, but when did the chef starve to death?

This profession is simply the most sought-after and the most popular at present.

As for why he said this to He Yushui, it was Zhao Yang who had just thought that if he could use He Yushui to wake up Silly Zhu and find other women to start a family.

Then, the deaf old lady, Yi Zhonghai, and Jia's family are all blood loss! ?

The wishful thinking of the three parties has all come to nothing, and without support, it will be interesting then!

After hearing what Zhao Yang said, He Yushui remained silent, not even moving his chopsticks much.

[Brother Zhao seems to be saying the same thing, Sister Huairu is indeed not suitable for my brother. 】

[But Sister Huairu and her family are quite pitiful, what do you mean by the burden that you shouldn't bear? 】

He Yushui was thinking in a daze, it was really hard for her with her experience.

So, Zhao Yang drank some wine and ate peanuts. Anyway, he was idle, so he broke them apart and analyzed them for her.

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