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Chapter Seventeen No More Swallowing

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately understood what she meant and felt embarrassed.

In the past, someone would have jumped out to criticize Gu Zhanyan for being petty. But now that Li Wenjun has a bright future, who would dare to offend Gu Zhanyan like this?

"Bang." Someone from behind slammed the book on the table, making a loud noise.

Everyone turned around and saw that it was Yu Mingjie.

Yu Mingjie's face was gloomy: "Are you all so free? Don't you need to prepare lessons and correct homework?"

Everyone exchanged glances and dispersed.

Yu Mingjie stared at Gu Zhanyan like an evil witch staring at a princess in distress: "Don't be too proud too early."

After she finished speaking, she took the book and went out.

Gu Zhanyan's surroundings finally became peaceful again.

She took a deep breath and exhaled it, as if to clear out the turbid air that had accumulated in her chest for a long time, then turned her head and looked out the window.

This is the first time.

For the first time after marrying Li Wenjun, she felt proud instead of inferior and disgusted.

She is not a religious man, so it was really refreshing to see Yu Mingjie, who tried every means to hurt her, become so angry.

She will not always swallow her anger and let others bully her.

Li Wenjun was about to go back to his team, but he saw Lao Wangtou squatting under the shade of the tree where he was yesterday, so he went over to say hello: "Comrade Lao Wang."

Lao Wangtou was overjoyed: "I'm looking for you."

Li Wenjun glanced at the two radios on his cart and asked, "Have you installed the radio again?"

"Yes, do you want more?"

"If you want, tell me first who got these radios from."

After all, not everyone has a radio.

Why did Lao Wangtou suddenly find so many of them as soon as he said he wanted to recycle them at a high price?

He had to figure it out and be on guard.

Lao Wangtou rolled his eyes for a long time, hesitating and unable to answer.

Li Wenjun said with a serious face: "You couldn't have stolen it, right?"

Lao Wangtou hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, no, I don't have the courage."

"Where did it come from? If you don't tell me clearly, I won't dare use it."

"Actually, I bought it from the scrapyard. I was afraid that if you found out about it, you would go to the scrapyard and not buy from me, so..."

Li Wenjun smiled and looked at him: "Comrade Lao Wang, are you very smart? You can still make a profit."

Lao Wangtou hurriedly stretched out a finger to make a silent gesture: "Shh, don't talk nonsense. Otherwise, if someone accuses me of speculating, I will be in trouble."

Li Wenjun patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I'm not telling you that the state doesn't care about garbage collection. If the leaders know about it, they will praise you for recycling and sorting garbage."

Lao Wangtou couldn't understand it at all, but it sounded like there was no problem: "Then you still accept it?"

Li Wenjun nodded, handed out two dollars, and handed it to Lao Wangtou: "Take it. How much do you have?"

Lao Wangtou smiled so brightly that his face blossomed: "There are two more at home. I'm afraid you won't accept them if they are too much at one time. If you want them, I will send them to your home after you get off work."

Li Wenjun thought for a while and said: "Comrade Lao Wang, if you go to the scrap collection station, if you see circuit boards or anything like that, pick them up for me, and pick up plastic cases the size of lunch boxes for me. I want them all."

.Better give it to me in the afternoon."

"Okay, okay. Don't be so polite from now on, just call me Lao Wangtou. If you call me comrade, it always sounds like the public security bureau is coming to arrest me, which is quite scary."

"Okay, Lao Wangtou, you will be my first supplier."

"Gong Monk? What the hell?"

"It's okay, you can go."

When Li Wenjun returned home, it was already time for lunch.

Gu Zhanyan bought lunch and waited at home.

Li Wenjun's eyes lit up when he saw his favorite braised pork: "Hey, what's the happy event?"

After returning from rebirth, this was the first time he ate meat.

This bowl of braised pork is made from fine fat and lean pork belly with skin, stir-fried with rock sugar to color, add star anise, cinnamon and other spices, pour water to cover the meat, and simmer over low heat for an hour until all the soup is gone.

The oil is shiny and the sauce color is attractive.

Li Wenjun picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. He was reluctant to swallow it. He sipped it to let the sesame oil of the fat meat fully spread in his mouth. Then he secretly sighed: What kind of abalone, shark fin, bird's nest and bear's paw can't compare to this homemade bite?

dishes.

The fat meat is fragrant and soft but not greasy, the lean meat soaks up the soup without being sticky, and the skin is slightly elastic and waxy.

After turning thirty, he had almost forgotten the feeling of being greedy in his stomach and drooling at the sight of fat meat.

Gu Zhanyan packed a bowl of rice for Li Wenjun and said, "The braised pork was made by Da Goth and brought over."

Li Wenjun took it and took a big mouthful of white rice made from pollution-free rice. The unique aroma of rice made the braised pork even more fragrant.

"Why would brother suddenly bother me with this?"

"He said you helped him get an industrial coupon for a sewing machine, and this is a reward for you."

Li Wenjun stopped holding meat with his hands and suddenly realized that his family also lacked this. He looked at Gu Zhanyan and said: "My eldest brother is getting married, so I have to give him this sewing machine first. I will help you get one later."

Li Wenjun actually didn't need to explain to her.

But when he explained to her so solemnly, Gu Zhanyan felt indescribably comfortable, it was the feeling of being taken seriously.

She glanced at Li Wenjun and lowered her eyes: "No need to waste that time. I rarely make clothes and don't need them."

Li Wenjun didn't realize it and added a piece of leaner meat to her: "It will be there in the future."

He thought for a moment, took out the ten Unity cards from his pocket, and drew two of them to Gu Zhanyan: "These are for your household use."

Gu Zhanyan was startled and frowned: "Where did you get the money?"

It's still early to pay wages, and besides, he doesn't have such a high salary.

Li Wenjun thought it was best to explain this matter clearly to her, so he took out the contract and put it on the table: "Don't worry, the money is legitimate. Director Zhou gave it to me."

He recounted what happened, omitting the fact that it only took him one day to make the walkie-talkie. He only said that he had been studying for a long time and only succeeded now.

Gu Zhanyan looked at the contract carefully and realized that the thing he made on his desk that day was a walkie-talkie.

She has read the lease contract. This contract is different from the ones she has seen before. It is more rigorous and professional, with clear responsibilities, and she is not afraid of going to court.

Gu Zhanyan put down the contract and continued to eat, whispering softly: "So you can do this."

Li Wenjun nodded: "I said, I know more, and you will gradually discover it in the future."

Gu Zhanyan said nothing.

Li Wenjun suddenly said: "Speaking of which, this is the first time we have eaten together as two people."

Gu Zhanyan's face felt hot for some reason. He ate a few mouthfuls in a hurry, lowered his head and went in to take a nap.

Li Wenjun smiled: Gu Zhanyan seemed to be treating him differently today. He couldn't tell what was different. However, it felt good for the two couples to talk like this and have a normal routine.

However, this braised pork is a bit sweet.

Why has my brother's taste changed?


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