Chen Chunhua, who likes pretty girls, has finally faced up to her views on love. People say that marrying a man to a man means wearing clothes and eating. If she marries a second-rate man, who can't even dress and eat, she might as well marry Wang Butzi. At least he is still a piece of meat.
Regular workers in joint factories always have meat to eat.
Cheng Qiao looked at Chen Chunhua's rolling eyes and sneered in her heart, and simply escalated the situation a little more. She was stupid anyway, so she couldn't make matters worse.
"The three hundred yuan your family compensated me, I plan to give it to the second-rate man after my marriage and ask him to keep it for me."
"you……"
Chen Chunhua's tongue suddenly became knotted and she couldn't say anything. Now she deeply regretted her original impulse. Three hundred yuan, how much delicious food, drink and clothes can she buy.
I originally thought I could get it back from this idiot Cheng Qiao, but I never thought that this idiot actually gave the money to the second-rate man. If the money is in the hands of the second-rate man, he will never get it back.
"You still owe me an apology, otherwise I would still have to report it to the police. By the way, you and Miao Qing stopped me here today, did you want to rob me?"
"No, no, I just think it's a bit awkward for you to marry a second-rate man... We just wanted you to break off the engagement, but we didn't expect..."
Miao Qing scolded Cheng Qiao in his heart, but a kind smile appeared on his face. He must not be accused of robbery, otherwise his family would also be in trouble.
"Well, Sister Chunhua, I'm going back first. After the autumn harvest is over, you have to formally apologize to me, and then I will forgive you. I will still treat you as a good sister in the future."
"You...Okay, I understand."
Chen Chunhua wanted to curse, but Miao Qing pinched her in time and stopped talking. Looking at Cheng Qiao's beautiful face, she was really upset.
Cheng Qiao left quickly on her bicycle. She knew how much she weighed. How could she, who was 1.6 meters tall and weighed 80 kilograms, be able to beat the two of them?
"Miao Qing, are you going to let her go like this?"
Miao Qing touched his lower back, and there was still a slight pain there.
"So what if you don't let her go? She was so stupid that she gave all the money she had to a second-rate guy. How can you still expect her to pay you back?"
"But... that's three hundred yuan."
"Chunhua, you don't...like second-rate people, do you?"
"What are you talking nonsense about? I've already made a promise to you, so you can't ruin my reputation."
Chen Chunhua's face turned red. Miao Qing looked at the shyness on Chen Chunhua's face with cold eyes. Although it was fleeting, she already understood everything in her heart.
No wonder Chunhua pushed Cheng Qiao out of the bullock cart, and her parents had to pay for everything. It turns out that the truth is like this, well, good, with Chunhua in hand, things will be easier to deal with in the future.
The two of them whispered for a long time, Miao Qing was trying to get Chunhua's secret. When Miao Qing felt that there was nothing more to ask, he stretched lazily and said:
"Let's go back quickly, or your uncle will eat people."
"Let's go, let's go."
Chunhua just woke up from a dream. The two hurriedly hurried away, but it was still too late. Chen Weimin stood at the entrance of the village, looking at Chen Chunhua coming in a hurry. He waved his arm without hesitation and hit her hard in the face.
Go down.
"Snapped……"
The loud slaps frightened Miao Qing and hurriedly ran away from the side. Chunhua also ran towards home with tears in her eyes. Dad went too far and even made it difficult for him to get off the stage in front of outsiders.
Cheng Qiao, who was hiding in the woods nearby and watching the joke, waited for Chen Weimin to leave and stood up with a smile. If he wanted to bully himself, he should file a black record first.
Chen Weimin chased him home, picked up the broom from the wall, and was about to continue beating the troublemaker. Chunhua quickly knelt down and said, "Dad, I was wrong. I don't dare to do it anymore."
"Are you mentally ill? You said that you gave it to Wang Tuzi, and even accepted the bride price. You actually asked Cheng Qiao to refund the bride price to the second-rate son, and then give you the money, and then refund Wang Tuzi's marriage."
"Dad, I was bewitched by Miao Qing. Now I know I was wrong. I will stay at home well and get married when the time comes."
Chen Chunhua was really afraid of her father's bad temper. If he beat her until she couldn't get out of bed, then she really wouldn't have to get married. When Wang Tuzi asked, she didn't know how to answer.
"I will give you one last chance. If you continue to live in the old Chen family, I, Chen Weimin, will not have you as my daughter."
Chen Weimin threw down his broom angrily and returned to the village committee. He, a dignified village accountant, actually asked Cheng Qiao to block the door and complain. This changed how he would behave in the future.
Chen Weimin was angry, and Chen Chunhua was almost angry to death. Cheng Qiao actually dared to file a complaint. Let's see how he will deal with her in the future.
Cheng Qiao, who was missed by others, has returned to the educated youth spot, humming a tuneless song, holding red beans that have been cooked in space until soft, adding sugar and red dates and mixing them together.
Then add the glutinous rice flour and mix evenly. Put on anti-stick gloves, roll your hands into a ball, knead tightly, and squeeze it tightly. Then evenly wrap it in glutinous rice flour, dip it in water, and wrap it in glutinous rice flour again, which will make it firmer.
Then put the prepared balls one by one into a large pot, steam them over high heat for about twenty minutes, then turn off the heat, steam for a while, and the sticky bean buns are officially out of the pot.
Today it was Xu Laidi's turn to cook. As soon as she returned to the educated youth center, she saw Cheng Qiao putting sticky bean buns wrapped with red beans and red dates into the lunch box, and she couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
"Cheng Qiao, you are making sticky bean buns. Look at your skill. They look really good. I just don't know how they taste. Let me try them for you."
After Xu Laidi said this, he stretched out an unwashed hand, but Cheng Qiao, who had sharp eyes and quick hands, hit him with a fire clip.
Instantly, a red and swollen line appeared on Xu Laidi's arm. The pain was so painful that Xu Laidi had the idea of strangling Cheng Qiao, but was frightened by Cheng Qiao's words and stopped all actions.
"This is a sticky bean bun made for Li Huan. If you dare to do something bad, don't blame me for not reminding you when the time comes."
Xu Laidi glanced at his arm, intending to cause trouble, but when he heard the second-rate man's name, he panicked, and for a moment he didn't even know what he was going to do.
"If you don't cook yet, will you wait for the educated youths to come back and starve?"
Cheng Qiao finished picking up the sticky bean buns and gave Xu Laidi a big hygiene ball. He directly carried the sticky bean buns into the dormitory and couldn't wait to pick one up and put it in his mouth. Well, it's delicious. It's warm and glutinous. Li Le
Definitely like it.
Quickly putting more than half of the sticky bean buns into the space, Cheng Qiao carried the lunch box and went out. When she walked to where Mother Li was working, she looked down and saw Mother Li and Li Le sitting under the shade of a tree having lunch.
The lunch was quite sumptuous, including the meat dishes they brought back yesterday and the sorghum pancakes they made themselves, which they ate vigorously one bite at a time.
