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Chapter 112 This year

As for Zhao Weilan and the others, they cooked six dishes for the Chinese New Year. They originally wanted to make three dishes and one soup, but they didn't expect that they ended up with six dishes.

In the 1970s, as long as every household could live a good year, it would be very good.

Judging from the situation of the two of them now, it can be said that they have lived a good year. There were even firecrackers set off. This was given by the commune to comrades like Ye Mingjie. One family was given a whip.

No one else has one with a thousand rings.

Zhao Weilan didn't dare to let it go. At night, she watched Ye Mingjie take apart the firecrackers. Putting a hundred small firecrackers together, one thousand became ten hundred.

"What are you doing?"

"Put a little each time and it will be ready for use on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month."

"Yes, there's also the fifteenth day of the first lunar month."

Ye Mingjie is still good at scheming and not at all arrogant.

After they finished doing this, one of them peeled garlic at home, and the other sat in a daze. They were not allowed to do any work during the Chinese New Year, saying that it would make the next year very tiring.

This is just a theory, but everyone still believes it.

"What shall we do later?"

There's still a long day left, so we can't just sit here all the time.

"exercise."

"You work out, and I watch?"

"You also exercise."

"???"

"too weak."

"Where am I weak?"

"In less than five minutes, we will call stop."

"Oh, Brother Ye, that has nothing to do with being weak." Sometimes it's not good for a man to be too powerful. Look, this makes him look down on himself.

Ye Mingjie said: "You have to protect yourself."

"I won't fight with anyone, so why should I protect myself?" She is an honest person, and she has always been able to resist violence, but she is also a scumbag when it comes to fighting.

"No, we must protect it."

"Okay, then you teach me?"

For a long time she regretted saying this, because if you want to practice Qigong, you have to do stretching first.

Then, Boss Ye probably treated her as his own soldier and was training her, which is called being strict.

Although acting coquettishly can relieve this state, it will make the boss think of other things, and he will still be abused. Of course, these are things for later, and the training on the first day of the Chinese New Year is quite friendly.

The first line was a simple stretch, and then some self-defense techniques were taught. Now Zhao Weilan is still young and in good health. After practicing it, it felt a bit like practicing yoga. She also learned some wolf defense techniques, and unexpectedly practiced it very smoothly.

After trying it for a few times, I felt that if someone could really attack her, she would definitely be hit by an elbow and she would doubt her life.

The most important thing is to tease your vaginal legs. If you get kicked, you won't be able to find a woman for a month.

She really wanted to try it on Ye Aiguo, especially the vaginal kick, which felt so good.

So when I practiced this, I was very active, which made the boss think too much, and even added a special sentence: Don't try it on me, you will suffer a loss.

Zhao Weilan didn't know whether to laugh or cry and said: "I'm not a tiger, why should I try it on you? My life's happiness will be ruined."

"Happiness? Do you feel happy?" Mr. Ye suddenly asked.

Is this the point? The point is that she is not a tiger.

But what the boss pays attention to is her so-called happiness.

How should she answer?

Speaking of happiness, more people will be abused.

If she is unhappy, the boss will definitely not let her go.

"Just, it's okay." She thought this was a good answer.

As a result, the person was suddenly picked up and spun around in the air.

Her face changed with fear and she said: "Brother Ye, put it down, your legs, your legs."

"nothing."

"I don't believe it. I'll take a look... uh, I still won't read it." If I read it, it might cause trouble. I'm still wearing cotton pants, and I feel... cough.

The two of them were embarrassed for a while, and then they got busy until the evening.

They found sesame poles outside, lit them, and set off hanging whips.

Ye Mingjie was busy with these tasks outside, while Zhao Weilan started to heat the dishes.

Heat up the lunch dishes and cook the dumplings. This new year will be passed smoothly and peacefully.

Zhao Weilan also wrapped money in the dumplings to see who could eat them.

A total of two were made and fifty dumplings were cooked, and then Ye Mingjie ate both of them.

"This is unscientific, why can you eat two at once?" Why didn't she eat any? She obviously wanted to make money.

"I might have money."

"I also make money, but that's not okay..."

Just as he said that, Ye Mingjie placed both pieces of money in front of her and said, "They are all yours."

Zhao Weilan then calmed down and said, "Yes, you are my man, even if you eat ten of them, you still have to pay me money."

"Yeah." Ye Mingjie was a little speechless. After all, she was a little girl, so she would be unhappy because of this.

His money, isn't it her money?

Still confused about what to do?

They had a great New Year here, but the black girl came to visit after dinner. Although it was evening, it was normal for everyone to go out for a walk after the New Year meal.

"Happy New Year, why are you here to visit us?" Zhao Weilan said, clearing the table.

Seeing that they were about to talk, Ye Mingjie went out and cleared the fire outside. He heard the children crying in the main room. It was none of his business, so he didn't care.


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