People rely on the aid money to live in the courtyard

Chapter 101 What a Weird Person
Now the workers in the factory only need to work eight hours a day, not more than ten hours a day like in the previous life, and even need to work twelve or thirteen hours a day, and it turns out that the salary is only a little bit.

Recently, the production tasks in the factory are not too intense. Yi Chuanzong and the uncle returned to the courtyard at [-]:[-] in the afternoon.

As soon as he entered the door, Yi Chuanzong walked straight towards the cupboard in the northeast corner of the room with a look of urgency.

"Frizzled, what are you taking?"

The uncle feels a little strange, he usually walks in all directions, swaying slowly, why is he in such a hurry today?
"I'll take two wine bottles to get some sweet potatoes."

As Yi Chuanzong spoke, he lifted the green lattice curtain above the cupboard, and took out two empty wine bottles from the bottom shelf of the wooden shelf.

The uncle laughed immediately, "Don't worry, I still have some to drink, and your aunt is cooking, so don't worry about her seeing it."

Yi Chuanzong was taken aback when he heard the words, did the uncle think that he was going to buy wine for him?

Then he also laughed, "You don't care about that!" After finishing speaking, he didn't care about the uncle's reaction, and ran out.

"This child!"

The uncle's face was full of smiles. He just showed a little pain in the morning, and he was going to drink in the afternoon. He couldn't help stretching his waist, and let out a soft drink, "Ah!"

Immediately refreshed, isn't this the life he wants to live?

"What's the matter? What are you shouting for?" The mother outside the door hurriedly asked when she heard the movement.

"It's okay! Just stretch!"

The uncle took off his coat with a smile, easily picked up the full bucket of water and poured some into the washbasin, bent down, picked up a handful of water and rubbed his face vigorously a few times.

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Yi Chuanzong ran so fast that he could smell a strong aroma of wine from a long distance, and followed the aroma to the wine shop in Nanluoguxiang.

Originally, the area of ​​the wine shop was not that big, it was more than four meters wide on the left and right, and seven or eight meters wide on the inside and outside. At this time, there were two rows of old-looking pottery urns on both sides of the shop, and the leftover pottery urns in the middle. The aisle is more than one meter away, so the shop looks even smaller.

Yi Chuanzong walked into the door and stood next to a pottery urn. There was a circle of bright red cloth around the mouth of the urn, covered with a black wooden cover. He bent down and sniffed and could smell the strong aroma of wine.

"Boss, get me two bottles of wine."

"okay."

Shouting, a middle-aged man who was not too tall came out. He wore a black felt hat on his head. He looked him up and down and asked, "Do you want that kind?"

Yi Chuanzong frowned slightly, he only knew how much the wine cost a catty, but he really didn't know what it was, "What are they?"

The boss wearing a felt hat snapped his fingers, "There are many kinds of this kind, sweet potato, brewed with sorghum, corn, and even rice. The taste of this wine is also different. The main reason is which one do you want to buy?" kind."

Yi Chuanzong thought for a while, and these raw materials seemed to be the cheapest sweet potato, so he said directly: "Just burn the sweet potato, the height, two bottles."

"Okay, thirty-five cents a catty, give me the bottle!"

Yi Chuanzong nodded, and handed over the two empty bottles. Now the bottles are also valuable, and they will only be brought when buying wine from the supply and marketing cooperative.

The boss opened a pottery urn, and a strong aroma burst out immediately.

He lowered a spoon made of bamboo tube from the wall, and then skillfully scooped up the wine with one hand, and at some point brought a funnel with the other hand.

After a few spoonfuls, the bottle was almost full, and the two bottles were handed over without even weighing. At this time, there were only a few kinds of wine bottles, and the owner of the store was very familiar with it, so even the weighing was not much different.

Yi Chuanzong gave seventy cents directly, and then went to the supply and marketing agency to buy a bottle of Xifeng wine. This time, he not only gave the money, but also the ticket.

As soon as I got home, the old man over there asked, "Why did you buy so much wine?"

Yi Chuanzong shook Xifeng wine, "I bought this bottle for you, and I'm going to talk to the second uncle for the remaining two bottles!"

"Looking for your second uncle? He's a blacksmith, what are you talking to him about?" The first uncle frowned. He felt that his nephew was weird today.

Yi Chuanzong put all three bottles of wine in the cupboard, and said with a smile: "Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu were beaten again today, it seems that the beating was quite hard, I'll go and ask what's going on."

The aunt said worriedly: "Chuanzong, your second uncle has a bad temper, don't meddle in their family's affairs!"

The uncle also agreed: "Your aunt is right. You don't know Lao Liu's temper. He is a little bit better outside, but he is fine at home. The three children in his family, Guangqi, were not beaten."

Yi Chuanzong nodded, "Don't worry, you two elders, I know the second uncle quite well, I just ask him for a drink, even if he has a temper, he can't lose it with me, so I just chatted about the two boys by the way. "

As soon as the subject changed, Yi Chuanzong asked the aunt: "Have you divided up the food you sent over there? I sent it over before eating. They can still eat today. Don't tell me it will be broken soon. We can't get anything good even if we give something away!"

The first mother pointed to the stove at the door, "The one in the basin is for Ma's family, and the one in the small pot is for Widow Qin's family."

"That's okay, I'll send it to Widow Qin's house first, she's next to her." After Yi Chuanzong finished speaking, he took the small pot and went out. There were not a few pieces of meat left in it, but there was half a pot of soup, after all. It was boiled in a small tank, and I didn't drink much broth in the past two days.

"Sister-in-law!"

"Wow~wow~wow..."

Not surprisingly, as soon as Yi Chuanzong opened his mouth near here, Xiao Huaihua burst into tears.

This time it might be that Jia Zhang was there, someone looked at Xiao Huaihua, Qin Huairu walked out of the room directly, she looked at the small pot in Yi Chuanzong's hand and said with a smile: "Chuanzong, what's the matter with you?" ?”

Yi Chuanzong glanced into the room. Hearing Jia Zhang's voice coaxing the child inside, he felt a lot more at ease. He still had to improve his skills today, so he couldn't let her see him.

He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Auntie asked me to bring you some stewed food. Sister-in-law, go and get some home stuff."

How could Qin Huairu not understand this kind of look, she raised her pretty face and gave him a supercilious look, "You wait." After she finished speaking, she twisted her waist and turned around without changing the posture of her upper body.

Yi Chuanzong didn't enter the door, he just stood at the door. Unless Mrs. Jia Zhang walked over, he would be completely in a blind spot.

The cupboard of Qin Huairu's house was right at the door, and she pouted her peach buttocks and took out an iron basin from the cupboard, then walked over pretty, and stretched the pan forward, "This should be able to be put down, you Pour it down."

Yi Chuanzong nodded lightly. He was concentrating on looking at the sloping little flower on his jacket. He absent-mindedly held the pot upside down to boil it, and told him, "Eat more, don't starve the child."

Qin Huairu stared at him angrily, where was she looking?What are you talking about?

"Ding, the system randomly selects, this time it is a five times critical strike, according to your current precise lactation behavior, the medical skill level +5."

As soon as the system prompt sounded, Yi Chuanzong's face suddenly became indifferent. He quickly poured out the stewed soup in the small pot, turned around and left without saying anything.

Only Qin Huairu was left on the spot with a confused expression on her face, and she stood there for a while, thinking to herself, "What a weirdo!"

(End of this chapter)