Tong Xuelu wanted to cry, why did she encounter such embarrassing things every time
But as long as she's not embarrassed, it's the little milk dog who is embarrassed.
Tong Xuelu smiled and said, "Comrade Wen, why are you here?"
Wen Rugui met her misty eyes, her heart beating like thunder.
She said he was good looking!
good looking!
nice!
Look!
Does this mean that in her heart, he is actually different from others
Tong Xuelu looked at him straight at himself, and felt bad in his heart, shouldn't he be angry
"Comrade Wen, I was joking just now. The gui I said just now is not your name, I said the turtle's turtle."
As soon as the words came out, Tong Xuelv wanted to kick himself.
What are you talking about, the more you explain it, the worse it is.
She coughed and said, "I made a mistake just now. I said Gui of Osmanthus. I want to name this dog Xiaogui, what do you think?"
Wen Rugui: "!!!"
In fact, he hadn't heard what she was saying just now. As soon as he heard her compliment her on her beauty, his heart pounded and he couldn't hear any other voices.
It was only after listening to her explanation that she realized that she just wanted to name the dog Xiaogui
Even a puppy has to take his name, can he think that she actually means that to him
Thinking of this, his face turned red, and the tip of his ears and neck instantly turned red.
Bang bang bang!
Wen Rugui was suddenly thankful that the two of them were a little far apart, otherwise she would definitely hear her heartbeat.
Tong Xuelu saw that his face suddenly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was stunned.
Are you really angry
He's not usually such a stingy person, but it's also her fault, so she's dragging him and the puppy together.
Tong Xuelu thought about it for a while, and decided to make up for it: "I think the name Xiaogui is not very pleasant. Comrade Wen is very knowledgeable. Would you like to help me come up with a name?"
Wen Rugui came back to his senses, and suddenly a light flashed in his head: "Would you like to be called Xiaolu?"
She gave him his name, and he should be named after her.
Tong Xuelu: "..." It's really unnecessary.
Tong Xuelu felt that he had re-acquainted with Wen Rugui today, but he didn't expect that under his gentle appearance, he was actually a black belly!
Wei Zhuzhu, who was standing aside, was fascinated by Wen Rugui's beauty.
At this moment, he suddenly came back to his senses, and said crisply: "Sister Xuelu said it was called Xiaogui, and this good-looking brother called Xiaolu, why don't we call it Green Turtle together?"
Tong Xuelu: "..."
Green turtle?
What a genius idea!
No no, hurry up and stuff your thoughts back!
Wen Rugui's eyes lit up, as bright as the stars in the night sky, making Tong Xuelu feel flustered for a while.
Tong Xuelv hurriedly said, "I think it's better to call it moon cakes."
The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, and she wants to eat moon cakes.
Wen Rugui felt a little regretful in his heart, but in fact he felt that "Green Gui" was really good.
But since she doesn't like it, then listen to her.
Tong Mianmian swallowed when she heard the moon cakes, clapped her hands and said in a milky voice, "The moon cakes are delicious!"
Wei Zhuzhu also wanted to eat moon cakes, and nodded in agreement: "Then call it moon cakes. When the moon cakes grow up, they will be slaughtered to make dog meat sandwich moon cakes."
Wen Rugui: "… "
Tong Xuelu: "..."
Wei Zhuzhu, if you speak such amazing words again, there will be no friends.
The embarrassment is unresolved.
Tong Xuelu hurriedly washed the moon cake, wiped it with a dry cloth, and then let Wei Zhuzhu and Tong Mianmian hold it to bask in the sun, so as not to catch a cold.
After the moon cake was washed, Wei Zhuzhu felt that its appearance had improved by leaps and bounds, and immediately abandoned Wen Rugui and took the moon cake to bask in the sun.
Tong Mianmian kicked his short legs and followed behind, and the two little girls chatted and whispered.
Tong Xuelv packed up his things and asked the question again: "Why did Comrade Wen go back to Beijing today? Is the base on holiday?"
Wen Rugui walked over to help her clean up together, shook her head and said, "No, the Jiang family's verdict came out today, so I asked for leave."
Tong Xuelu was startled: "Jiang's family? The Jiang family you mentioned should be the same as the Jiang family I thought, right?"
Wen Rugui nodded: "It's the same family, Jiang Huarong."
Tong Xuelu was even more confused: "Did he offend you, Comrade Wen, too?"
Wen Rugui Rumo's eyes stared at her, thinking of what the old man said, an impulse surged in her heart.
The surrounding air suddenly became hot, as if there were factors that made people blush and heartbeat.
Tong Xuelu was a little inexplicable when he looked at him, and the next moment he heard him say—
"He didn't offend me, but he offended you."
"Boom" sound.
Tong Xuelu's heart seemed to be lightly tapped by something: "The Jiang family was reported, shouldn't it be Comrade Wen who is doing your best?"
The glow of the setting sun, like a kicked orange juice, dyed the entire sky red.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on Wen Rugui's face, and his face seemed to turn red again: "Well."
Then he drove himself to Beihe Province to find Jiang Danhong, and how did he, together with the old man and Pu Jianyi, work together to bring Jiang Huarong down for the report.
What he said was very objective and plain, and there was not a trace of credit for himself in the middle, but without him saying it, Tong Xuelv could feel the thrill and hardship in it.
He went to Beihe Province after leaving her house. At that time, he came back from a business trip, his face was exhausted and his voice was hoarse, but for her business, he went all the way to Beihe Province.
Tong Xuelu looks like a sour jujube stuffed in her mouth, sweet and sour.
"Thank you, Comrade Wen!"
Before Mother Xiao told her about the Jiang family, she thought it was Jiang Huarong who had offended someone, and she was glad that there was evil in her heart.
She never thought that it wasn't because of God's eyes that it was driven by human beings from beginning to end.
It is none other than the person who pushes it, it is Wen Rugui.
"you are welcome."
Her misty apricot eyes were sparkling, with gratitude for him in her eyes. Wen Rugui was looked at by her like this, and her heartbeat accelerated again.
Tong Xuelu glanced at the tips of his red ears, and said with a condensed expression, "Comrade Wen, are you so kind to everyone?"
Wen Rugui was stunned for a moment, and then stuttered: "No, no, I'm just so kind to you."
As soon as the words came out, Wen Rugui realized that the words seemed like Meng Lang: "I didn't mean that..."
Tong Xuelu raised her eyebrows slightly: "Then what does Comrade Wen mean? Could it be that Comrade Wen usually helps other lesbians like this?"
Wen Rugui shook his head repeatedly: "No, I didn't help other lesbians." Never.
Tong Xuelu saw that he was nervous like a primary school student facing his teacher, and finally couldn't help laughing: "Comrade Wen, don't be nervous, I'm joking with you, I'm very happy to hear you say that!"
The setting sun fell on her face, dyeing her cheeks red.
Wen Rugui stared at her face, unable to move his eyes.
Just then, there was another knock on the door and a strange male voice—
"Zhuzhu, are you in there?"
Before Tong Xuelu could react, Wei Zhuzhu on the other end shouted, "My ugly big brother is here for me!"
After she finished speaking, she left Tong Mianmian and ran to open the door.
Tong Xuelu's curiosity couldn't help being aroused, and the previous ambiguous atmosphere was also swept away.
After a while, Wei Zhuzhu walked in with a tall, tall boy.
The boy was about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was tall and well-shaped. He was not ugly at all, but his skin was a little dark.
Seeing Tong Xuelu, he paused, and then showed a shy look on his face: "Hello, you should be Comrade Tong, right? I'm Wei Zhuzhu's eldest brother, and my name is Wei Ran."
Tong Xuelu smiled and responded: "Hello, my name is Tong Xuelu. I often hear Grandma Shen and Zhuzhu mention you!"
Wei Zhuzhu interjected: "Sister Xuelu, do you think my eldest brother is ugly? I always thought he was picked up by my grandma!"
Everyone: "… "
Tong Xuelu almost burst out laughing.
Wei Ran's face turned even redder, and he lowered his head and glared at his sister: "Don't talk nonsense, you and I are brothers and sisters with the same father and mother, and if I'm ugly, you are just as ugly!"
Wei Zhuzhu's eyes widened, as if she was frightened by this knowledge: "You are talking nonsense, I don't look the same as you, and I, like Sister Xuelu, are both great beauties!"
Tong Xuelv found it very interesting to see the two brothers and sisters fighting each other.
Wen Rugui, who was beside him, frowned inaudibly, and his heartbeat stopped a bit.
Wei Ran blushed even more when he saw Tong Xuelu's smile.
He handed over the bag and vegetables in his hand and said, "This is what my grandma asked me to deliver."
Tong Xuelu took it over and saw that there was a white dress in the bag.
The dress was made two days ago, but the waistline was a little out of place. Shen Wanrong was determined to make it perfect, so she brought it here just now.
Tong Xuelv thanked: "Go back and say thank you to your grandma for me."
Wei Ran didn't dare to look at her face, so she responded and took Wei Zhuzhu home.
Seeing Wei Ran leave, Wen Rugui secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Tong Xuelu looked at the sky and said, "Comrade Wen, why don't we have dinner here tonight?"
Wen Rugui paused and nodded, "Okay, then I'll trouble you."
"No trouble."
**
After a while of practice, Tong Jiaxin was barely able to ride a bicycle.
However, his feet were not long enough, so he could only ride on the bar, and the two brothers stepped on a section of the road on their way back.
Back in the alley, it was Tong Jiaming's turn to ride again.
Tong Jiaming suddenly wanted to see if he could carry people now, so he turned to Tong Jia and said, "you sit up and I'll carry you."
Tong Jiaxin stared, "can you do it?"
Men can't be said no, and neither can boys.
Tong Jiaming was agitated for a while, and was suddenly aroused to win or lose: "Come up quickly!"
Tong Jiaxin saw that his second brother was so confident, he jumped up and got on the back seat, and shouted, "It's alright!"
With more people behind, the bike is heavier.
Tong Jiaming almost couldn't hold his bike, he exerted his milk strength, his face flushed red, and then he rode crookedly.
When Tong Jiaxin saw that the second brother could really carry people, he couldn't help but say excitedly: "Second brother, you can carry people, that's great, we'll go to school later..."
Before the words were finished, the front of the car suddenly tilted.
"Bang" sound.
Even the people and the car fell to the ground.
The two brothers gasped for breath.
Tong Jiaming got up, ignoring the bleeding from his knees, and turned around to ask if his brother was okay.
But before he could speak, Tong Jiaxin said with a heartache on his face: "The bicycle was broken, second brother, it's all your fault! Don't be brave if you can carry people!"
Tong Jiaming: "..."
In his eyes, his brother is not as valuable as a bicycle
The truth is so cruel.
In Tong Jiaxin's view, bicycles are his big treasure.
He couldn't even take care of his own wounds. He helped the bicycle up and found that the front of the bicycle was tilted, and his heart hurt even more.
When the two returned home, Tong Xuelv quickly knew that they had been dropped while riding their bicycles.
But she didn't say anything. Boys have rough skin and thick flesh. It's nothing to fall.
The Wei family brought some taro, and she planned to make a Hakka stuffed tofu, garlic greens, and a taro.
She used a spoon to make a hole in the middle of the tofu, stuffed the prepared minced meat in it, and put it in the pan to fry.
After frying until golden brown on both sides, add a small amount of water and various seasonings, and simmer on low heat until the juice is collected.
Wen Rugui helped to peel the taro's scalp, but his eyes fell on her from time to time.
She cooks with agility and a focused expression, just like when he was experimenting.
Finding that the two had such a commonality, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but lift up.
Tong Xuelv noticed his gaze, turned around and smiled: "Comrade Wen, be careful, don't cut it."
Wen Rugui came back to his senses, and the tips of his ears were slightly red: "Well, that was an accident last time, but I'm actually... pretty good at cooking."
He always remembered what she said in his heart, but when he said it, he felt a little guilty in his heart.
Compared with her, his cooking skills are really not enough.
Tong Xuelv made him think so much without knowing a word, and hooked his lips: "Well, if there is a chance in the future, let's try Comrade Wen's craftsmanship!"
Wen Rugui's heart moved, and he nodded heavily: "There will be a chance!"
After Tong Xuelu made Hakka stuffed bean curd, he started to make stir-fried vegetables with minced garlic.
After the vegetables are ready, wash the pot and prepare to make the taro.
Here Wen Rugui has already cut the taro into small pieces, and Tong Xuelu put the oil down.
It takes a little oil and sugar to make taro. If it was normal, she would definitely not do it, but she owes too much warmth.
At present, she is not yet, and the only thing she can do is to cook for him.
After the oil was hot, she put the taro in and fry it until it was charred on the outside and tender on the inside.
After the sugar is bubbling, pour in the fried taro and stir fry evenly, then you can put it on a plate.
The kitchen was filled with an alluring aroma. Wen Rugui was not hungry at first, but now her appetite was aroused, and she couldn't help swallowing several times.
Tong Xuelu picked up a piece of taro, turned to Wen Rugui and said, "Comrade Wen, come and try the taste, see if it's sweet enough?"
Wen Rugui looked at the chopsticks she handed over, her heart suffocated, and then her heart beat like thunder again.
This time, because the two stood relatively close, Tong Xuelv heard his heartbeat, and the smile in his eyes grew stronger.
"Comrade Wen?"
Tong Xuelv shouted while holding back a smile.
Wen Rugui came back to her senses, and her ears turned red: "I'll just clip it myself."
Tong Xuelu was not surprised by his answer. If he dared to eat with her hand, he would not be blushing at every turn.
She handed over the chopsticks: "Here."
When Wen Rugui took the chopsticks, his fingers accidentally brushed against hers, his hands trembled, and the chopsticks almost fell to the ground.
Tong Xuelu's eyes swept across his red ears that were almost bleeding, and decided not to tease him anymore.
Seeing Tong Xuelu turn around, Wen Rugui felt that she could breathe.
The taro is tender on the outside and tender on the inside. The taro is soft and fragrant. The skin on the outside is crispy and sweet. When you take a bite, it is sweet from the mouth to the heart.
Tong Xuelv turned around with green vegetables in his hand, and asked him, "How does Comrade Wen taste?"
Wen Rugui: "It's delicious."
Tong Xuelu hooked her lips: "If you like it, just eat it."
"Bang bang bang!"
The one who answered Tong Xuelu's heart was still as warm as thunder.
Tong Xuelu asked Tong Jiaming and Tong Jiaxin to come over to serve the dishes, and then prepared to deliver one of the taro to the Wei family next door.
Wen Rugui remembered Wei Ran's blushing smile at Tong Xuelu, and clenched the chopsticks in his hand: "Comrade Tong is sending something to the next door?"
Tong Xuelu nodded.
Wen Rugui's eyelashes trembled slightly: "It's getting dark, why don't you let your two brothers go over there."
Two brothers: ?
Are they not afraid of the dark
Tong Xuelu felt that it didn't matter who sent it over. Since he said so, let Tong Jiaming and Tong Jiaxin send it over.
Tong Jiaming was okay, but Tong Jia was muttering in his confidence.
This time and again, how much delay for him to eat!
He quickly ran to Wei's house, and then came back for dinner with another gust of wind.
Hakka stuffed tofu, the tofu is tender and fragrant, the pork is added with shiitake mushrooms, it is fragrant and chewy, and the taste is not good.
Tong Jiaxin poured the tofu soup into the rice and devoured it.
Tong Mianmian, like Wen Rugui, likes the taro with shredded silk the most.
Tong Xuelv poked her a piece of taro with chopsticks.
The little dumpling held chopsticks and ate with a bulging mouth, like a little squirrel, so cute.
After dinner, the two brothers went to wash the dishes.
Tong Xuelv took out the taro that he made too much and the dried chrysanthemum he made last time for Wen Rugui to bring back.
When it was delivered to the door, Tong Xuelv looked at him and said, "Does Comrade Wen know what day is next Saturday?"
Wen Rugui shook his head: "I don't know."
Next Sunday is the Mid-Autumn Festival. He really doesn't know what day is the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Tong Xuelu: "It's my birthday. I'm going to invite Comrade Wen, Comrade Park, and Jiang Danhong to dinner at home. I wonder if you are willing to show your respect?"
She admires Jiang Danhong's tenacity and perseverance. If it was her, she might not be as good as her.
Now that she is alone in Beijing, and she has to face the rumors around her, she really wants to do something for this poor woman.
And she thinks Jiang Danhong is a very wise person.
Although Jiang Huarong is guilty, in many people's eyes, she is a righteous extermination, especially when the Jiang family raised her since she was a child, there will always be some virgins who feel that she is ruthless and selfish.
It would be fine if she just reported Jiang Huarong. Next, she would have to report her father-in-law and husband. Once the news got out, the pressure she would face would be terrifying.
It is estimated that she also guessed this, so she handed over the dowry to the state, and only chose the most common one for her work.
It is impossible for one person to occupy all the benefits. By handing over the dowry, she can not only prevent the eyes of others, but also leave a good impression in the hearts of those leaders.
If she needs help in the future, someone will help because of her character.
Wen Rugui said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't know it was your birthday, I'll definitely come over."
After speaking, he paused: "But Comrade Jiang doesn't know if she will come over."
Tong Xuelv waved his hand: "it's okay, you can ask her if she wants to come, don't force her if she doesn't want to."
Wen Rugui said "um", her eyelashes drooping slightly: "For your birthday, does Comrade Tong have any special gifts you are looking forward to?"
Tong Xuelu was about to speak when Tong Mianmian, who was beside him, said in a milky voice, "Sister wants a military coat!"
Wen Rugui responded quickly this time, nodded and said, "Okay."
Tong Xuelv said quickly, "comrade Wen, don't bother, and don't buy anything, just come over."
She sighed casually about the military coat when she brought the clothes over that day, but Tong Mianmian actually remembered it.
Wen Rugui glanced at her: "No trouble."
After Wen Rugui left, Tong Xuelu closed the wooden door tightly, and looked back to see the little dumpling with his head down, looking aggrieved.
She walked over and rubbed her head: "what's wrong with Mianmian? Why is she listless?"
Tong Mianmian raised her head, blinked her big eyes and said cautiously, "Sister, did Mianmian say something wrong?"
Tong Xuelu squatted down, kissed her tender little cheek and said, "Mianmian didn't say anything wrong, and my sister didn't blame you either."
She didn't know if it was because of the early death of her parents, but she felt that the three siblings of the Tong family were more sensitive than ordinary children.
When Tong Mianmian heard the words, her big eyes lit up, she hugged her sister's face and kissed it back.
**
Wen Rugui returned to the military compound.
Seeing him, Mr. Wen said strangely, "Why are you still in the city? I thought you went back to the base!"
After speaking, before Wen Rugui could answer, he saw the bag in his hand.
Mr. Wen raised his brows and said, "What are you holding in your hand? Why do I smell it?"
Wen Rugui: "It's the taro that a friend made."
A friend = tender grass.
Mr. Wen is very sensitive to the word friend now. As soon as he hears a friend, he thinks of tender grass: "Is it made of tender grass? Come and give me a taste!"
Wen Rugui also knew that he couldn't keep it, so he took out the taro.
Mr. Wen: "What's in that bag?"
"Dried chrysanthemums."
Hearing that it was dried chrysanthemum, Mr. Wen was not interested.
Wen Rugui was about to go upstairs with dried chrysanthemums, when he heard Mr. Wen say, "Did you explain it to the girl Tender Grass today?"
Wen Rugui didn't say a word.
When Mr. Wen saw him like this, what else didn't he understand: "You stinky boy, you eat and take, you owe so much to the tender grass, are you too embarrassed to not promise yourself?"
"… "
Wen Rugui's foot choked when he went upstairs, and he almost kicked the stairs.
After Wen Rugui went upstairs, Uncle Zong fry the Jiapusi taro again and prepare to eat.
Old man Wen said with concern: "Xiao Zong, the doctor said you have high blood sugar, you can just eat a piece."
Uncle Zong: "..."
Commander, the person with high blood sugar is obviously you!
Wen Rugui lay on the bed after taking a bath, staring at the ceiling, without any sleepiness.
The old man's words "you like tender grass" echoed in his mind all the time.
I like it, two words rolled through my heart.
Tong Xuelu's smiling face immediately appeared in his mind, and his heart began to beat wildly.
Back to base the next day.
He just sat down when Zhou Yan came over: "Why did you ask for leave again?"
Wen Rugui: "I have something to do at home."
Zhou Yan walked in and happened to see the dried chrysanthemum he put on the table: "Exactly, my throat has been a little uncomfortable for the past two days. Give me some dried chrysanthemum."
As he said that, he was going to get it, but before he could touch it, Wen Rugui quickly took the dried chrysanthemum and locked it in the cabinet.
Zhou Yan: "If you go home, I found that you are really strange recently. You don't talk about taking leave all day, and why are you so stingy?"
Isn't it just a little dried chrysanthemum, and it has to be locked in the cabinet!
Wen Rugui took out Fat Dahai from an unlocked cabinet, pushed it over and said, "Fat Dahai is better, you can use it."
Zhou Yan had Pang Da Dahai, so he didn't bother about dry chrysanthemum. After telling him about the matter, he took Pang Da Dahai to leave.
Wen Rugui stopped him: "Zhou Yan, how do you know that you like your partner?"
A look of shock appeared on Zhou Yan's face: "If you return home, why are you asking this? Do you have a partner?"
Wen Rugui blinked: "No, I have a friend who doesn't know if he likes a girl, so I'll ask you for him."
Zhou Yan grinned: "Then you've asked the right person! Then again, why is your friend so slow and doesn't know if he likes someone?"
"Like someone is to want to see each other all the time, think of each other all the time, see each other smiling, you will be happier than anyone else, if the other person encounters difficulties, you will be very anxious, and you can't wait to help her get everything done!"
Wen Rugui's hand holding the enamel jar trembled, and the water almost poured out.
Although his face was still indifferent, there was a storm in his heart.
What Zhou Yan said, he was right!
In this way, he really likes Comrade Tong!
Zhou Yan looked at him stunned, and snapped his fingers in front of him: "Why are you in a daze? Is there anything else you don't understand?"
Wen Rugui came back to his senses, and the tips of his ears were slightly red: "How did you determine your relationship with your partner?"
The corners of Zhou Yan's mouth grinned almost to the bottom of his ears: "It's not easy, just say it directly, girls are always a little shy, we men, we have to be brave and direct!"
Zhou Yan became a love strategist with great passion, until he was sure that Wen Rugui had no other problems, then he took Fat Dahai and left.
As soon as he walked to the office, he bumped into Jiao Bozhen who was walking over.
Jiao Bozhen's eyes fell on the fat sea in his hand, and his pupils shrank.
Zhou Yan shouted "Director Jiao", watching him staring at the Fat Dahai in his hand, he explained: "This Fat Dahai is still like Director Jiao, I happened to have some discomfort in my throat, so I told him I want a little."
Jiao Bozhen came back to his senses: "Fat Dahai is good for the throat."
After he finished speaking, he patted Zhou Yan on the shoulder, turned around and left.
In the past few days, his wife has been talking about his daughter and Wen Rugui in his ears from time to time. He thought about it for a long time before deciding to come and test it today.
But when he saw the fat sea in Zhou Yan's hand just now, he felt that there was no need to ask any more.
**
Tong Xuelv went to register for the master's certificate the next day, and the test should be unified at the beginning of the month.
It is only the middle of the month, and there will be more than half a month until the beginning of next month. She told Liu Dongchang about the registration.
Liu Dongchang asked her to practice hard, and she must get the master's certificate.
Although the state-run restaurant does not have any indicators of how much it earns and how much it earns, the leaders of the group came to have dinner last time, and after they went back, they mentioned it to others, and then the news spread. During the meeting, Liu Dongchang was named and praised once.
And he was also rewarded with two enamel tanks, which made him so excited
He has been the manager of a state-run hotel for five or six years, but he has never been praised, and even the leaders can't remember his name!
But now he is praised in front of hundreds of people, and I don't know how many people envy him!
After thinking about it for a day, he decided to give one of the enamel jars to Tong Xuelu to encourage her to cook well in the future.
Walking to the door of the kitchen, there were voices coming from inside.
Meng Qingqing: "Xuelu, do you have a partner?"
Tong Xuelu shook his head: "No, how about you?"
Meng Qingqing blushed slightly: "Neither do I, you... What kind of person do you like to be your partner?"
Tong Xuelu thought for a moment and said, "Have the ability and responsibility, and look good."
Meng Qingqing's eyes were bright: "You think the same as me! I also want to find a capable and responsible person with a Chinese character face!"
Tong Xuelu: "..."
I didn't say I like the national character face.
Liu Dongchang, who was standing at the door of the kitchen, trembled.
Capable, as the manager of a state-run hotel, I don't know how many people envy him.
Responsible, he has always been a very responsible man, and now he will often give money to his eldest sister.
He has never seen anyone with a face that is more square and country than him!
Liu Dongchang tugged at his hair, thinking to himself, are Tong Xuelu and Meng Qingqing both interested in him
Tong Xuelu and Meng Qingqing are both good girls.
Tong Xuelu is beautiful, delicious and good at cooking, Meng Qingqing looks a little bit worse, but she has both parents and two older brothers at home, unlike Tong Xuelu who lost both parents, and has three younger siblings who need to be raised. .
Thinking of this, Liu Dongchang tangled.
Which one is he going to choose
Sometimes being too good is a burden.
Next, Tong Xuelu found that Liu Dongchang's eyes fell on her and Meng Qingqing from time to time, sometimes nodding, sometimes frowning.
Like a neurotic wretched man.
Luckily he didn't harass them further, otherwise she would have punched him in the face.
Time flies so fast, it's the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Because the next day is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the state-run restaurants will be closed after noon and will not reopen until Monday.
As employees of a state-run restaurant, they each handed out a pound of pork and some vegetables, as well as two pounds of Fuqiang flour.
Benefits are very good.
After work, she and grandma Shen next door went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy things.
Because of the festival, the supply and marketing cooperative was full of people, and the moon cakes were robbed as soon as they were taken out.
They couldn't grab those people, and neither of them bought them.
This made Tong Xuelu realize once again how scarce the material in this era is. If it is stored in later generations, there will be too many moon cakes to be eaten, and there will be no situations where they cannot be bought.
Other things were also very popular, and in the end Tong Xuelu only managed to grab two kilograms of pig intestines.
This thing was left because everyone was reluctant to wash it with salt and seasoning, otherwise it wouldn't be her turn.
Shen Wanrong was not interested in pig intestines, so she only bought some vegetables in the end.
But she wasn't worried, because she had extra green vegetables grown at home, and she also stocked up a lot of food. Even if there was none, Wei Guozhi would find a way to get it.
The ingredients are limited, so Tong Xuelu thought about it and decided to make dumplings, and then get a braised pork intestine and a cold soy bean sprout.
The sky gradually darkened.
Wen Rugui finally came.
In addition to Pu Jianyi, there is also a woman in her thirties.
Tong Xuelu was also worried that Jiang Danhong would not accept her invitation. When she saw her, she immediately went up to her: "This should be Comrade Jiang, right?"
Jiang Danhong stared at Tong Xuelu's eyes, making sure there was no contempt or joke in her eyes, so she twitched the corner of her mouth: "Hello, Comrade Tong, I'm Jiang Danhong."
She was shocked when she received Wen Rugui's invitation.
She killed her relatives righteously and sent her uncle to be shot, so that the Jiang family was sentenced and sent to the farm for reformation. Many people said that they sympathized with her.
But few people are willing to be close to her, especially after knowing that she has to report her father-in-law and husband, the eyes of everyone looking at her are even more strange.
She doesn't care what others think of her, and no one can stop her from what she wants to do!
This Mid-Autumn Festival, she is ready to spend alone, just like the past ten years.
Unexpectedly, Wen Rugui came to invite her, saying that a lesbian wanted to invite her to her birthday.
In addition to being shocked, she was worried that the other party wanted to see her jokes.
However, based on her reassurance and trust in Wen Rugui's character, she finally came over.
Tong Xuelu smiled sincerely: "I'm so glad you can come here! Come in quickly."
A group of people filed in. Park Jianyi smelled the fragrance as soon as he walked in: "Comrade Tong, what are you doing delicious today?"
Is he a dog nose? Can smell it from so far away.
Tong Xuelu complained in his heart: "Dumplings, braised pig intestines and cold soy bean sprouts."
Pu Jianyi frowned: "Pig intestines? This thing smells very stinky, your scent smells good!"
Tong Xuelu: "The pig's large intestine has no taste after being washed. The dumpling stuffing is ready. Go wash your hands and make dumplings together."
The fun of making dumplings is to make them together, especially during the Chinese New Year, when everyone gathers around a table to make dumplings, talking and laughing, it is especially atmospheric.
Tong Xuelu took the group to the living room, introduced them and Tong Jiaming to each other, and then prepared to go back to the kitchen to continue getting things.
Since she couldn't buy moon cakes, she planned to make some herself to give away.
Tong Xuelu walked into the kitchen with her front feet, followed by her warm feet, carrying a large bag in her hand.
Hearing the footsteps behind him, Tong Xuelv raised his head: "Why doesn't Comrade Wen make dumplings with them inside?"
"I'm here to help you." Wen Rugui said and walked in, passing the bag in his hand, "Happy birthday to you!"
Tong Xuelu put it away and opened it, and saw an army green coat inside.
Military coats are hard to come by, even harder than buying "really good" ones.
Even if he has connections, she can't pretend she doesn't know anything because of this.
The light above her head shone on her face, making her face whiter and more delicate.
Tong Xuelu tilted her head: "Thank you Comrade Wen, but there is a problem I don't quite understand."
Wen Rugui looked at her with black eyes: "What's the problem?"
Tong Xuelu: "Why is Comrade Wen so kind to me?"
The autumn wind is cool, the leaves outside are rustling, and the dark fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus drifts in, casting an ambiguous atmosphere on such a night.
The kitchen was so quiet that you could hear needles falling, and her voice was very clear.
"You... don't you like me?"