He walked to the cowshed,
Gu Huaijin was holding his own hen.
He was smoothing its feathers.
"Good Guy,
It's amazing. It laid two full eggs. "
Gu Huaijin really cherished this hen very much. With it, Gu Gong had tasted dozens of ways to eat eggs during this period of time. Steaming, frying, frying, and braising,
He ate until his weight soared.
This one hundred yuan of food expenses..,
It was too worth it.
Fortunately, Zhao Zhiqing was an honest and kind girl. Otherwise, how could she be willing to give him such delicious food every day.
Lunch every day..,
Became Gu Huaijin's huge spiritual support. With it, it was as if the whole day's bitterness and tiredness had dissipated.
After Gu Huaijin finished ordering eggs, he saw Zhao Lanxiang passing by.
"Still not sleeping?"
Zhao Lanxiang didn't say anything and looked around.
Gu Huaijin said again, "What did you cook tonight? It smells so good."
"When you cook like this, it smells so good that the front and back rooms are drooling. It's not kind."
Zhao Lanxiang went to the woodshed and scooped out some of the still warm frogs from the pot. She put it in a bowl and took it to Gu Gong to eat.
She took advantage of the night to ask, "Where's He Xianzhi,
Where did he go? "
Gu Huaijin said, "Where else can he go,
He went to find Worker Wu. "
The people of Hezitun were not friendly to He Xianzhi,
He Xianzhi went from a promising engineer to a modified person and suffered a lot. Only his junior brother Wu Yong still treated him as well as before. He Xianzhi was willing to run to him often.
Zhao Lanxiang said "Oh" and silently poured the meat in her bowl into Gu Huaijin's broken bowl.
Gu Huaijin was very surprised,
Usually, he could only eat lunch.
For dinner, he ate wild vegetables mixed with sweet potato porridge from the cafeteria.
The wind often blew the fragrance of the He family's woodshed to the cowshed,
The fragrance tonight was extraordinarily fragrant. Gu Huaijin swallowed his saliva silently and increasingly felt that he was even worse than a dog.
Why did the landlord's cowshed have to be built on the windward side of the woodshed? This design made him very angry.
Zhao Lanxiang saw that he didn't eat, so she coughed and said, "Eat, I have something to ask of you."
"I can only open my mouth after you eat."
Only then was Gu Huaijin willing to eat happily. There wasn't much meat left in the bowl, but the hot and spicy taste was enough for him to savor for a long time. The side dishes were also delicious in his eyes. There were beans, cucumbers, potato leaves, and lettuce stewed until they were soft and delicious. It was spicy and refreshing, and the broth was rich and delicious. The small amount of pheasant meat that was garnished made it even more precious.
It was so delicious that people wanted to swallow their tongues.
Gu Huaijin licked the last grain of rice and asked kindly, "Is there anything I can do for you?"
Gu Huaijin was very puzzled. He was now a poor and destitute old man. It was already very good that he didn't implicate others. How could he still help her! But since she rarely asked him for help, he would try his best to solve the problem for her.
Just when Gu Huaijin thought she was going to ask about the project, Zhao Lanxiang took out the letter in her arms.
It was written by Jiang Jianjun.
She said, "This person should be from the same place as your son."
"He wrote a lot of letters to me. His family is very powerful … You also know that Brouther Bo and I are dating." Zhao Lanxiang's words stopped at this point.
Gu Huaijin carefully read the letter, and his old face suddenly flushed red.
He said angrily, "What, he wants to pester you?"
Zhao Lanxiang said again, "I heard him mention that Gu Shuoming is his direct superior …"
Zhao Lanxiang's voice became lower and lower until it was almost inaudible. Only Gu Huaijin could hear it.
She said a few words to him.
After Gu Huaijin heard Zhao Lanxiang's request, he suddenly jumped up and said angrily, "What's wrong with that!"
"I'll write it for you and let my boy teach him a lesson while I'm at it!"
Zhao Lanxiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She coughed lightly and said, "It doesn't have to be so serious. I just want to see Chief Gu and write a letter of recommendation for me."
Gu Huaijin followed Zhao Lanxiang's instructions and wrote a letter of recommendation for his eldest son to personally receive Miss Zhao.
Gu Huaijin finished writing and breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking at the young lady holding the letter he wrote with a relaxed smile that came from the bottom of her heart, he felt a little happier.
This was the relief that came from him finally being of some use and using his meager strength to repay a debt of gratitude.
Gu Huaijin opened his hands and spread out a straw mat. "Miss Zhao, it's not easy to date He Er.
"After passing this hurdle, there are still many difficulties waiting for you.
"As an old man, I don't think that you two will date. But that poor boy is my benefactor. I hope that he can live a better life … "
At this moment, Gu Huaijin happily recited his poem again.
"First, it's best if we don't meet to avoid being infatuated. Second, it's best if we don't know each other to avoid lingering lovesickness."
The corners of Zhao Lanxiang's eyes twitched uncontrollably. She said slowly, "There's no use avoiding it. Confidence is given by oneself, not by others."
"Alright, don't recite poems so late at night. Be careful not to be beaten up again if someone hears."
Gu Huaijin only finished reciting these two lines before he fell asleep in the straw mat.
Zhao Lanxiang held the warm letter in her hand and walked back to the house with light steps.
Under the light, she stepped on the pedal of the sewing machine and lowered her head to sew a neat line of thread. A long-sleeved shirt that belonged to a man fell into her hands.
The clear moonlight scattered on the hay in the cowshed and also on the bare yard of the Li family.
He Songye fetched water to wash off the makeup on his face. He boiled some water and brought it to Li Dali to wipe his body.
Li Dali's tanned face suddenly turned red. Although he didn't drink, it was better than drinking.
The dim and weak oil lamp tried its best to swallow the poor quality kerosene. The wick of the lamp made a faint popping sound from time to time. He Songye picked the wick of the lamp. He heard that the granny said that the candles couldn't be extinguished on the first night of the wedding. However, they couldn't afford a pair of thick candles, so they could only light the lamp.
Li Dali's heart suddenly beat faster. His chest was hot and he could almost hear the sound of blood flowing in his head.
He Songye was still drying his hair. Seeing that Li Dali still didn't move, he tilted his head and looked at him in confusion. "What, you're not going to sleep?"
"I'm drying my body. Go to sleep."
Li Dali exhaled the stuffy breath in his chest and obediently wiped his body.
He stroked his paralyzed legs and angrily suppressed the irritation in his body that belonged to a man.
His legs, which used to be strong and strong, had now become extremely ugly. They might never recover. How could he still have the face to think about that?
He Songye saw her husband's disheartened and disdainful expression. He walked over and squatted down to pick up the cloth. He used it as a washboard to scrub his body.
"It'll get better. Don't be afraid."
Li Dali kept howling. Although this woman was thin, her hands were strong. The calluses on her fingers made his heart tremble and itch.
He grabbed the only piece of flesh on his wife's body and said, "Don't scrub anymore. It's a waste of time."
He Songye whimpered in shame and fear as he looked into the man's dark eyes.
…
The next day, when He Songbai woke up, he found that the windowsill was already covered with a bright light.
He rubbed his heavy head and knocked a few times in frustration.
He had overslept.
Zhao Lanxiang heard the noise and came over. She smiled and woke He Songbai up. "Hurry up and eat."
"We still have to go up the mountain to work later."
As she spoke, she handed the thing in her hand to the man. He Songbai saw the cloth-like thing and rubbed his sleepy eyes.
"What … is this?"
He asked in a daze.
"Clothes. Are you awake?" Zhao Lanxiang asked with a smile and urged him to try on the clothes.
"Try it on and see if it fits."
Zhao Lanxiang had never used a ruler to measure He Songbai's figure, but she had an inexplicable confidence.
She had sat in the back of his car several times. She could measure his size even with her eyes closed.
"No … I mean, why are you giving it to me?"
He Songbai was baffled by the sudden appearance of the clothes, but at the same time, his heart felt warm.
"Is this what you've been busy making recently? I-I thought you were making clothes for your brother … "
Zhao Lanxiang said, "Both, but you won't be jealous of a child, right?"
He Songbai quickly took off his clothes and put on the new clothes that his girlfriend had made for him.
"Ah, this craftsmanship is so good!"
"You can't buy it no matter how much money you have!"
However, after wearing it for a while, he felt the joy of wearing the new clothes and took it off again. He folded it carefully and placed it on the bed.
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