Nine Zero, the cannon fodder wife of the paranoid boss is reborn

Chapter 1 I want to marry you

"I want to marry you."

The girl was carrying a bulging old cloth bag, blocking the door of someone's house, her soft voice was as thin as a mosquito, and the morning wind blew, her thin and thin body trembled slightly.

The tension on her face was mixed with fear, she didn't even dare to raise her head, let alone meet his eyes.

Xiao Cheng is alone in his pocket, leaning against the door frame, with a cigarette pinned to his ear, with a casual posture, his deep eyes are full of indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away, his cold eyes glanced at her, and the corners of his lips curled up indifferently. sneer.

"Not interested in."

After finishing speaking, he stepped forward with his long legs and walked straight out.

The cold wind passing by made the girl tremble all over, and her voice raised several degrees.

"I am pregnant."

She quickly opened the whitewashed cloth bag, took out the creased and mottled report card, handed it tremblingly to Xiao Cheng, met his gloomy face, and immediately lowered her head.

"Yes, yes, it's yours..."

Suddenly there was a thunderous knock on the door.

The memory reception was interrupted, Bai Lu rubbed her painful and heavy temples, sat up from the plank bed, holding an unopened green plastic bottle in her hand.

"Hare, open the door!"

The sound of knocking on the door was mixed with the angry sound of the little boy.

Bai Lu raised her hand and pushed aside the old-fashioned cotton mosquito net, looking at the simple, shabby, and strange things in the room.

Finally had to accept——

She has traveled to the 90s!
It was also worn on the body of Bai Lu, the wife of a notorious local bully whom everyone kept a distance from, and feared to avoid.

On the wooden table, the fluffy-haired girl in the mirror has fair skin, a pair of bright and pure eyes, beautiful facial features, clean and flawless, and looks the same as her, except that her body is thinner and thinner.

The person knocking on the door outside and shouting was the bully Xiao Cheng's half-brother, Xiao Wei.

The log door panel without the latch, pat it twice with a little force, and the door will open.

Seven-year-old Xiao Wei is not tall, thin and short, he rushed in with a pot lid on his head, his old clothes that were washed yellow were hanging on his body, loose and loose, but his complexion was very good. .

Probably angry, because at this moment, he was staring fiercely at the green bottle in Bai Lu's hand.

Three years ago, Xiao Wei's parents quarreled and fought. Xiao Wei's mother drank this stuff and left him.

Xiao Wei snatched the green bottle suddenly, and threw the ball of paper tightly clenched in the other hand onto Bai Lu.

He glared at her hard and ran out.

Bai Lu was dazed, and spread out the ball of paper in her hand.

Scattered pieces of the old version of fifty one yuan and two yuan, although old, are flat and smooth, and the new creases that have been crumpled into small paper balls are still clearly visible, adding up to 20 yuan.

Because of their original family, Xiao Cheng and Xiao Wei had a bad relationship. Xiao Wei was very afraid of Xiao Cheng and dared not bother him with anything. Xiao Cheng often stayed away from home for three days.

This should be Xiao Wei picking up rags, selling scraps, saving money for a long time, planning to buy school supplies and the like.

Forced to be helpless, he had no choice but to hand over his resentment to her.

"A sin!"

Bai Lu sighed, got up and went out.

The remote southern border town missed the dividends of the reform and opening up due to various reasons of geographical location. The economic development is backward, and the streets are still full of green brick and black tile houses.

In the middle hall of the main house, there is a table for the Eight Immortals, and four long benches correspond to the four directions, which are well arranged.

On the ancient wall clock on the wall, the long and short hands point to eleven at the same time, and the pendulum makes a thick and distant sound.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

The yellowed calendar was blown by the wind.

Sunday, January 1997, 3.

It was raining heavily outside, with thunder and lightning, and when Bai Lu came to the kitchen, Xiao Wei was sitting in front of the stove and lighting a fire.

There are a few eggs piled up in the cock bowl on the stove, and the only seasonings are salt, oil, and soy sauce, leaving only a dark brown layer on the bottom of the bottle, and a layer of dust on the bottle cap.

I don't know how long it has been open.

After the pot was heated, Xiao Wei stuffed a few long bamboo slices into the stove hole, and wiped off the ashes from his hands.

He picked up the small bench, put it in front of the stove, raised his feet and stood on it, ready to pour oil and beat eggs.

"Let me do it."

Bai Lu put the money back into Xiao Wei's hand, took the oil pot, and poured a circle of oil into the pot.

When the oil is hot start beating the first egg.

Xiao Wei was surprised and shocked, staring at her with wide eyes, his little hands didn't move.

It wasn't until she was sure she wasn't joking that she carefully folded the money and put it back in her pocket.

As soon as I stepped back from the small bench, I heard a "bang", and a piece of black tile fell into the pot.

torn apart.

The eggs that had just been laid in the pot were stained with broken tiles, mixed with the rainwater that kept falling, black, white, and yellow, splashing all over the pot with crumbs.

In the 21st century, Bai Lu grew up fed, clothed, warm, and comfortable. It was the first time she saw such an unprecedented big scene, and she was stunned!

She held the spatula in one hand and the broken empty eggshell in the other, and looked down at the crumbs in the pot.

He looked up again at the hole in the tiled roof.

He froze for three seconds.

Cai Mumu turned his head and looked at Comrade Xiaowei who was also stunned at the side: "This..."

"How?"

Xiao Wei looked at the crumbs of the egg liquid in the pot with a painful face. If the fire was hotter, the eggs would break into the pot and form immediately, and they would definitely be edible.

Unfortunately, now, wasted.

It is not surprising that rain leaks are very common in tile houses, but it is also the first time he has seen tiles fall directly into the pot.

"I'm going to move out the cooking pot and replace this pot. I'll use it first. I'll go to the roof to have a look later when the rain subsides..."

Before he finished speaking, there was another "bang".

This time, several tiles came together, and even the bricks that pressed the tiles fell off, directly smashing the pot.

A beam of flame rose from the hole the size of an egg, and was extinguished by the torrential rain in the blink of an eye.

Bai Lu and Xiao Wei stood close to each other, their faces were splashed with dust from the black sleet, and they also suffered a lot.

The two hurriedly moved the seasoning bottles, remaining eggs, rice cooker and other intact things to the woodshed next door, and put the enamel washbasin on the stove to catch water.

The basin is too small, and it will be full in less than a moment, so I have to change it to a larger bath basin, which can last a little longer.

After working for a long time, most of my clothes were soaked, and my hair was also wet.

The kitchen is on the left side of the main house. It is not a one-piece house, but a separate tile-roofed house. One houses firewood and the other cooks. One big and one small ran back to change clothes in the rain.

After Bai Lu changed her clothes, she wiped her hair with the corner of her clothes that was not soaked, then went to the firewood room, took the lid of the pot outside and washed it with water, and continued to cook eggs.

The conditions are too difficult.

It can only be used to the best of its ability.

After frying the eggs, stir-fry some vegetables. Although there is not a piece of meat, it is barely enough for two people.

In fact, although Xiao Cheng seldom goes home, he gives money to the family every month. The original body is alone every time, but he never uses it to improve his life.

All saved elsewhere.

After the meal, the pouring rain turned into a drizzle.

Bai Lu opened the old rusty umbrella, and told Xiao Wei before going out: "I'm going out to buy pots, you stay at home alone, don't run to the roof, wait for me to come back."

……

———Linglong dividing line———

The male and female protagonists are physically and mentally clean, 1v1
Pregnancy is a misdiagnosis, drunken night is a misunderstanding, it will be revealed later, so stay tuned, thank you for your support!
(End of this chapter)