Siheyuan: You were asked to help the Jia family, but you were all sent to prison

With a sigh, Guozilian lay down on the Datong bunk, and there was nothing to love in life.

"What happened? What did you two do?"

Chi Meijuan asked in surprise.

How could this be fired?

What is so serious?

The key point is that being expelled shows that there is a stain, and it will be difficult to enter a decent unit in the future.

With thick eyebrows, small eyes and a Chinese face, you immediately told me what happened.

"Meijuan, you said that we were wronged or not, so you didn't say that Feng was arrested. There happened to be some kind of movement in the factory, and we were fired directly."

Listening to the complaints with thick eyebrows and small eyes, Chi Meijuan was speechless, "Hou Cheng, didn't you say last time that you would ignore that woman Xiong Yuzhu?"

"I..." The thick eyebrows and small eyes named Hou Cheng opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak.

Guo Zilian quickly said: "Meijuan, now that both brothers are out of work, can you return the ten yuan I gave you last time?"

Chi Meijuan frowned, and angrily said: "Weng Guotao, what do you mean? I will return the money to you. What should I use?"

"Besides, you have come to this point to blame yourself. Who told you to lick that Xiong Yuzhu like a dog, do what you are told to do, and ignore you when you are not needed. You don't have a long memory. You deserve it!"

"It's really wishful thinking to still want to chase people. People are the flowers of the factory. How many people in the timber factory are chasing you are not worth it?"

Every word she said was clear, and Weng Guotao and Hou Cheng, who spoke bluntly, became furious. One stepped forward to hold her down, and the other slapped her directly.

"Smelly bitch, my brothers have raised you for three years, but it will take two years. I will give you ten yuan a month, at least two to three hundred yuan. Now let me give you ten yuan and don't give it up. You also said that you are mocking us brothers, you really think we have no temper, right?"

As Hou Cheng said, he and Weng Guotao started to search for Chi Meijuan, but they didn't find a penny.

"What about the money?"

Hou Cheng grabbed Chi Meijuan's hair and asked fiercely.

"spent."

Chi Meijuan felt remorse for the impulsive words just now that angered the two of them, and at the same time forced herself to calm down and cover up her panic.

"Drafting what a bitch!"

Weng Guotao was furious when he heard the words, and slapped her backhand.

"Don't worry." Hou Cheng stopped him, then looked at Chi Meijuan and asked, "I know you must have a lot of money hidden in your house, wait for my buddies to take you back, and obediently give us the money, or you will have no good results." eat!"

"That's right, otherwise we'll sell your son's manhole cover." Weng Guotao threatened after him.

Chi Meijuan raised her head and cried, "You can't do this, I took your money, but you also played with me, and this one counts as one."

"It's true to say that, but the two brothers are in trouble now. How about it, the two brothers don't want much, give us a hundred, and when the two brothers get over this difficulty, they will spoil you in the future."

Hou Cheng's tone slowed down, and he let go of Chi Meijuan's hair.

Weng Guotao pulled her up and motioned to go back to get the money.

The three walked back again, and Chi Meijuan was caught in the middle without saying a word, with her head down.

Waiting to return to the private courtyard.

"Go in and get the money, hurry up."

Hou Cheng wasn't afraid that she wouldn't give it, and he wasn't worried that she didn't. This woman would spend money, but she definitely saved a hundred in the past two years.

Chi Meijuan sighed secretly, entered the courtyard silently, calmed down her emotions at the door of the house, and then pushed the door open and entered.

"I'm back, let's make dumplings tonight. Renshazhu is coming to eat at night. It's getting late, you should go chop stuffing."

The old lady's eyes were distracted, she was blind, and she was going to the kitchen to make dumplings with her eldest daughter.

"I'm coming here."

Chi Meijuan replied, first motioning for her son to support the old lady with the manhole cover, then opened the closet door and rummaged through it.

After a while, she took a pad of money, counted it a little, then hurriedly pushed the clothes back, and then closed the cabinet door.

"Mom, you still have to go out!"

When the manhole cover saw that she was going out, he asked, his black eyes stared at Chi Meijuan's cheek, why did he feel so big.

"No, just leave the door and say a few words to the two friends, and then come."

After Chi Meijuan finished speaking, she went out, and then handed over the money to Hou Cheng and Weng Guotao.

"It's your acquaintance."

Hou Cheng counted, nodded in satisfaction, turned around with Weng Guotao and left without saying much.

While Chi Meijuan looked at the backs of the two of them, a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes.

At this time, with a few jingling bells, Sha Zhu stopped in front of Chi Meijuan on his bicycle.

"Hey, what a coincidence, knowing that I'm coming here, opened the door in advance."

Halfway through Silly Zhu's speech, his tone paused because he noticed the slap marks on Chi Meijuan's face.

"Her sister, what's the matter?"

Silly Zhu hurriedly asked.

"It's okay, what about Jieru?"

"Hey, she hasn't got off work yet. I got off work early, so I went to pick her up, but she asked me to come here first."

Silly Zhu carried the car into the courtyard gate, put it aside, and then untied two butter paper packages from the car.

"Look at your politeness, come here, and bring anything."

"I just bought it on the way, a bag of peanuts, half a salted salted duck."

That is to say, Shazhu can't bring a lunch box now, otherwise he doesn't need to buy it.

Chi Meijuan smiled, took the initiative to take the two yellow paper bags, and then staggered and almost fell in the next second, but fortunately, Silly Eye quickly caught her up.

"You are so careless walking in your own yard, are you okay?"

"fine."

Chi Meijuan shook her head, noticing that Sha Zhu's hand was still holding her waist, and did not let go, "Let's go in, it's not too early to make the dumplings quickly."

"well."

Silly Zhu seemed to have just realized it, and quickly let go of his hand, then patted the back of his head with a smirk, looking like a simple and honest person.

Not to mention, this elder sister is not only prettier than her younger sister, but also has a better figure and is softer.

It's a pity.

Was ruined by a stubborn master.

It's like a pig arching a cabbage!

I don't know if that person will come back in the Northwest.

Chapter 460: Kitchen Discourse, Who Scores the Lowest?add more

In the kitchen, Shazhu persuaded the old lady to leave with good words, and then he and Chi Meijuan made dumplings in the kitchen.

Silly Zhu rolled the dough with his sleeves rolled up, and Chi Meijuan squeezed the dumplings deftly.

At first, the two of them didn't say a word, and they still had a tacit understanding under the division of labor.

Until Chi Meijuan took the lead to break the silence, "Silly Zhu, may I ask, what level of chef are you now? You are so good at cooking, you should be very high?"

"This... Where is it, I'm only level eight, and it's only 37 yuan a month, not too high." Silly Zhu replied with a smile.

Chi Meijuan nodded, and then she didn't know what to say for a moment, but she heard Silly Zhu ask: "Well, I'm curious, how long will your man go to the Northwest? Will you come back?"

"I don't know." Chi Meijuan shook her head, and said again: "I divorced him, he is not my man."

"You're leaving!" Silly Zhu confirmed softly, "Then you usually sell candied haws on skewers? It's so cold, can you sell them?"

"If you can't sell it, you have to sell it, otherwise, where will you get the money to support your family?"

Chi Meijuan's tone was calm.

Silly Zhu said, he really wanted to ask what happened to the slap marks on the other party's face, but he felt that it was inconvenient to ask.

Forget it, let Jieru ask back.

During this period, whether it was intentional or unintentional, the two of them had skin-to-skin contact several times during their busy schedule.

Chi Meijuan's expression was as usual, but the silly Zhu who didn't spend much time with the woman in the kitchen blushed.

"Sizhu, why do they call you silly Zhu!"

Chi Meijuan put the dumplings into the pot, then added firewood to the stove, sat there and asked.

"Oh, when I was young, I went to sell steamed stuffed buns. I met a merchant from Yinan who said he wanted to buy all my steamed stuffed buns. I was so happy that I sold them to him without even thinking about it. Then I took the money and found out The money is fake, my dad scolded me as a fool, and then I got used to it.”

Chi Meijuan laughed and covered her mouth, thinking that Shazhu was quite cute.

But Sha Zhu stared at her blankly, and was taken aback by her smile.

Chi Meijuan noticed it, and after she realized it, she lowered her head slightly and coughed lightly, "Sizhu, when you are with my sister in the future, be more tolerant of her, sometimes she doesn't have a very temper, after all, you should also know The hospital has to take care of this old man, so it is inevitable that they will not bring back some emotions."

"Hey, don't you think I'm strong, but I never hit women, don't worry."

Silly Zhu originally only needed to say that I would do it, but by a strange coincidence, he actually said that.

"really?"

Chi Meijuan suddenly looked at him brightly.

"That could be fake."

Silly Zhu didn't dare to look directly at her, and turned back to look at the chopping board.

At this time, there was movement outside, it should be that Chi Jieru came back.

......

Zhao Yang was busy at the Ministry of Agriculture until after five o'clock before he was able to leave.

The main reason is that the technical experts here have accumulated a lot of questions. Zhao Yang explained, demonstrated, and then learned by analogy to make them understand it. It took a lot of talking.