Because Zhao Gangjun showed some inhumanity in his strength, Wang Xue decisively let Zhao Gangjun step on the tricycle that was returning.
This was Zhao Gangjun's first time riding a tricycle. It looked very simple, but Zhao Gangjun was covered in sweat while riding, and it seemed difficult for him to maintain balance.
"The three rounds are not as simple as you think."
Wang Xue sat comfortably in the back and said, "You have to study hard."
After returning home, Zhao Gangjun and Wang Xue unloaded the things.
A group of children who were staying at home gathered around and each took some things to disassemble.
"You have to teach them something. I can't support them forever, right?" Wang Xue said to Zhao Gangjun with a smile.
Looking at Wang Xue's smile, the big beads of sweat on her face, and looking at Wang Xue's clothes that hadn't been washed for who knows how long, Zhao Gangjun was really shocked.
A little girl in her early twenties could still do such a thing after experiencing the death of her parents. If it were Zhao Gangjun, Zhao Gangjun asked himself that he was not that strong and socially responsible.
The children here are disassembling things, and Wang Xue takes Zhao Gangjun out.
The two went to the vegetable market.
There were relatively few people in the vegetable market at sunset.
At this time, the meat and vegetables in the vegetable market are the cheapest.
After buying some meat and vegetables, the two returned home.
What I received today has been almost dismantled.
"Let's go, kids, let's make dumplings!"
Wang Xue ran to the stove with a smile and took out a chopping board, kitchen knife and other things. A group of children also gathered around, rolling out the dough and making a fire.
Under the afterglow of the setting sun, everything looked very peaceful.
Although he didn't have much money, Zhao Gangjun could feel the happiness and satisfaction in these people's hearts.
"I'll take care of the mincing of the meat!"
Zhao Gangjun smiled and ran to Wang Xue, picked up the kitchen knife and chopped up the meat.
It can be seen that these children do not eat much meat on weekdays.
More than a thousand yuan a month for more than ten people is really not much.
Although meat is cheap now.
But for Wang Xue, who needs to keep his money down to the hair, meat is still a rare commodity.
The dumplings come out of the pot quickly.
The fire roared loudly.
A group of children gathered around the stove, looking at the pots on the stove with eagerness and expectation in their eyes.
The dumplings are out of the pan.
Wang Xue gave a group of children each a bowl of dumplings, and then gave Zhao Gangjun another bowl, while he walked into the room next to him.
Not long after, Wang Xue came out with a big steamed bun, and then scooped some dumpling soup from the pot.
"You're going to eat this?" Zhao Gangjun asked in surprise.
"They are growing, I can just eat this."
Wang Xue forcefully tore off a corner of the steamed bun. It could be seen that the steamed bun was very hard and must have been stored for a period of time.
"You eat mine."
Zhao Gangrong handed the bowl to Wang Xue.
"You are a sick person. Eat more. I will expect you to move things tomorrow." Wang Xue said.
"I'm not hungry."
Zhao Gangjun shook his head and said, "And I don't eat much meat."
"Cut, how can you have the strength if you don't eat meat? Oh, don't be polite to me. Just eat it, there's still a lot in the pot." Wang Xue patted Zhao Gangyan on the shoulder and said, "This steamed bun is going to go rancid. I
It’s impossible not to eat.”
"If you don't want to eat, I won't eat." Zhao Gangjun shook his head.
Wang Xue shook her head helplessly and made herself a bowl of dumplings.
In fact, it's basically soup, not a few dumplings.
After the meal, there were several dumplings left.
The children said they were full and licked their lips while looking at the dumplings in the pot.
Wang Xue smiled and distributed the dumplings to the children. As a result, everyone said they couldn't eat any more and wanted Wang Xue to eat them.
"Then let's share it equally! Come on, I'll feed you!"
Wang Xue signaled the children to line up, and then fed each person two dumplings and two dumplings.
At the end of the feeding, there were still two dumplings left.
"Here, give it to you, so I don't have to feed you, right?" Wang Xue said with a smile.
"you eat."
Zhao Gangjun shook his head, "I'm full."
"That's it."
Wang Xue did not show off to Zhao Gangjun and ate the dumplings in two bites.
After washing the dishes, it was already dark.
Poor people don't have much nightlife at night.
However, a group of children went up to the second floor very early and sat together.
An old-fashioned electric fan made a squeaking sound, and the slight breeze could at least blow away a little bit of the summer heat.
There was expectation on the children's faces.
Because Wang Xue is going to tell a story next.
Telling stories is what Wang Xue does every night. According to Wang Xue, children are full of energy. Telling them stories will make the time pass quickly and they can sleep easily.
Zhao Gangjun also sat and listened this time.
The story is a very old-fashioned story, The Three Little Pigs.
A group of children listened with great interest.
After finally finishing the story, the children went to bed.
Zhao Gangjun was brought to her room by Wang Xue.
"There is a fan here. It's still hot now. You can blow the wind for a while. I'll go to your place to sleep later. I'll take a shower first."
After saying that, Wang Xue turned around and walked out of the room.
Zhao Gangjun looked around and saw that Wang Xue's room was very small.
There is a bed with posters of F4 and the Four Heavenly Kings on it.
There is a large cloth spread on the ceiling, and some dust can be vaguely seen on the cloth.
Zhao Gangjun did not sit down and blow the fan. He got up and walked out of the room and stood on the balcony.
There is a bright moon in the sky.
Zhao Gangjun frowned.
Who is he?
Although Zhao Gangrong didn't seem to be bothered by this issue, in fact, Zhao Gangrong had been thinking about this matter today.
He knew that the injuries on his body were definitely not caused by being hit by something in the water, but must have been caused by someone beating him.
That's very simple, who hit himself?
Could it be that someone threw himself into the river?
Zhao Gangjun's head started to hurt when he thought of this.
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of water next to the stove downstairs.
Zhao Gangjun looked down and was stunned.
Under the moonlight, a pretty figure is holding up a water float to pour water on herself.
The water flowed along her hair, across her chest, down her chest, to her flat belly, and wet her thighs.
It's Wang Xue.
Wang Xue has an ordinary appearance.
But her figure is enough to make many women hide their faces.
Wang Xue didn't seem to notice that Zhao Gangjun was watching upstairs. She rubbed her hands on her body, then scooped up water and poured it on her body.
"Brother Gangbong, what are you looking at?"
A young female voice sounded.
Zhao Gangjun's expression changed and he looked back.
Xiao Wu was standing aside and looking at him curiously.
Xiao Wu is a girl and one of her eyes is blind.
Wang Xue, who was downstairs, heard the sound and raised her head to look at Zhao Gangjun.
There were no screams or roars.
"Why don't you go blow the wind?" Wang Xue just looked at Zhao Gangjun with the water ladle.
"Just go, just go."
Zhao Gangjun nodded repeatedly, then took Xiao Wu and ran into Wang Xue's room, as if he was running away.