Time space: the rough man's sick beauty, she turned wild

Chapter 36

Before the sun went down, Shen Zhilan rode back to Panshi Village on the 100th wheel that the cotton spinning factory provided for her man Yang Zhongyi. It was time to get off work, and the return rate along the way was [-]%.

These days, bicycles are as much a luxury as watches and sewing machines.

If you want to buy a bicycle, you need not only money, but also a ticket, a lot of industrial tickets.

But industrial tickets are no better than food and cloth tickets, and any household in the countryside can come up with one or two.

Industrial tickets are only issued to regular workers in the factory, and ordinary regular workers can only receive one industrial ticket a year.

At least a dozen industrial tickets are needed to buy a bicycle...

So having a bicycle these days is the same as having a Lamborghini in later generations.

The entire tenth production team consisted of the three families of Su Changjiang, Wang Tiezhu and Xu Youcai. Today it was extremely rare to see Shen Zhilan riding a [-]-bar.

Under the envious eyes of the villagers, Shen Zhilan got out of the car awkwardly.

Seeing that the courtyard door was not locked, Shen Zhilan pouted contemptuously, and pushed the courtyard door open.

Everyone in the village just got off work, and the courtyard door was unlocked. It didn't take much thinking to know that the short-lived ghost was lying dead at home again.

The old wooden door hit the adobe brick courtyard wall, and a layer of wood ash fell off the insect-eaten door frame.

Shen Zhihuan, who was concentrating on doing yoga in the room, was so frightened by the loud noise that he almost shivered. Shen Zhihuan frowned and glanced in the direction of the courtyard door through the gap in the window, and immediately laughed.

"Short-lived ghost, get the hell out of here, lazybones, you know how to lie dead at home every day." Shen Zhilan set up the big bar and said angrily.

The Wang family, Hua family and Guan family closest to the Shen family are also separated by several fields, so Shen Zhilan is naturally not afraid of being heard.

Putting away the sacks spread under the window, Shen Zhihuan slowly opened the door and walked out.

"Shen Zhilan, other people talk with their mouths, you fart with your mouth." Shen Zhihuan lazily leaned against the door frame of the main room, and casually looked at Shen Zhilan with her hands on her hips and a shrew look on her face.

Different from Shen Zhimei's gentleness and beauty like pure jasmine, Shen Zhilan's brows and eyes are flamboyant and flamboyant, just like a bright red poinsettia.

It looks bright and beautiful on the outside, but it is actually "hidden murderous intent". If you accidentally touch it, it will make you vomit, diarrhea and headache.

The children of the Shen family seemed to be good-looking. Although the original owner was skinny, he could still see some good color between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Short-lived ghost, how dare you scold me... It's the worst!" Shen Zhilan was stunned for a moment.

I haven't seen him in half a year, and the short-lived ghost who is usually taciturn and dull and never replies scolding, dares to talk back? !
"Shen Zhilan, what kind of god is the water you poured out of a pot? Yang Zhongyi became the production director of the cotton spinning factory, what's the matter, are you preparing to ascend to heaven?" Shen Zhihuan smiled contemptuously.

The original owner was used to her, but she was not used to it.

When Shen Zhilan heard this, she immediately lost her temper.

Ever since she entered Lao Yang's house, who wouldn't give her a high look, not to mention that now her man has become the production director of the cotton spinning factory, and this short-lived ghost dares to call her a chicken or a dog.

But thinking of the purpose of coming this time, Shen Zhilan took a deep breath.

"Short-lived ghost, let me ask you, what did you say to Aunt Liu today, she was so angry that she ignored me."

"Shen Zhilan, who do you think you are? Are people going to talk to you? Your Aunt Liu doesn't talk to you, why don't you check yourself carefully and find the reason in yourself, and you come to ask me? Are you out of your mind? Is something wrong?" Shen Zhihuan gave her a cold look.

"Short-lived ghost, I'll talk to you carefully, you'd better be sensible, don't force me to lose my temper." Shen Zhilan gave Shen Zhihuan a vicious look, and said through gritted teeth.

"What's wrong? You still want to bite me?" Shen Zhihuan raised his eyebrows playfully.

"Short-lived ghost..." Shen Zhilan gritted her molars, wishing she could tear Shen Zhihuan apart.

In the past, three sticks couldn't make a fart, but now...

"It's okay to leave quickly, don't play with the prestige of your director's wife here, I don't have time to chat your teeth with you." Shen Zhihuan covered his mouth and yawned.

"Oh! That's right! Shen Zhilan, don't get me wrong in the future. If you make me anxious, I won't be as good as you." Shen Zhihuan added coldly with her chin raised.

Shen Zhilan rolled up her sleeves, "Short-lived ghost, if I don't deal with you today, I won't have a surname..."

"Shen Zhilan, who do you want to deal with?" Li Qiuhua threw the hoe in his hand and said angrily.

On the way home, I heard people in the village discussing that her second daughter came back riding a two-eight pole.

She also found it strange.

She didn't even go to settle accounts with her, but she was lucky and ran back to show her prestige.

"Second Sister, you are not allowed to bully Third Sister!" Then Xiao Weidong who came in ran up to Shen Zhihuan, stretched his arms, and glared at Shen Zhilan angrily with his small face up.

Shen Zhilan had a mouthful of old blood stuck in her throat.

"Mother, it was my younger sister who scolded me first." Shen Zhilan rubbed her eyes secretly at Xiao Weidong, then turned to look at Li Qiuhua and said aggrievedly.

"Let me ask you, did you ask the matchmaker to marry your little sister?" Li Qiuhua said coldly.

"Mom, I did it for my little sister's sake. Boss Zhu is a leader in the slaughterhouse, with high salary and good benefits. The salary alone is tens of dollars a month, not to mention the filial piety of his subordinates on weekdays. Which of the girls in our village doesn't want to enter Lao Zhu's house."

"It's just that Boss Zhu has high eyesight and doesn't like those vulgar fans. Otherwise, if all ten and eight families are married, this good thing can still happen to our little sister?"

Seeing Shen Zhilan chattering non-stop, Shen Zhihuan took a stool and sat down.

"Hehe! Shen Zhilan, it's different to be the wife of the production director. She already knows vulgarity, but do you know how to write the word "face"?" Shen Zhihuan curled her lips and smiled.

slaughterhouse...

I dare to exchange her bones for big fat.

It is a businessman.

Shen Zhilan stomped her foot, "Mother, look at her, no matter what I say, she is also her second sister, she takes Shen Zhilan by mouth, you don't care."

"Do you think of her as your sister?" Li Qiuhua frowned and looked at Shen Zhilan with a heartbroken look on his face.

If she still doesn't understand by now, then her decades of life have been in vain.

These days, in order to buy good fat meat from time to time to improve food, those who have two coins in their hands stuff money, cigarettes, and food for the people in the slaughterhouse. This is an unspoken secret.

But the older sister pushed her own younger sister into the fire pit because of stuttering, really no one.

How could she raise such a heartless thing.

Shen Zhilan poked her neck, "Mom, what are you talking about? Why didn't I treat her as my own sister? Although Boss Zhu is a bit older, older people will love others!"

"Boss Zhu said that he and his three sons are responsible for earning money, and his mother and two younger sisters are responsible for family matters. The younger sister will only care for her body when she gets married..."

"Boss Zhu is so caring, Shen Zhilan, if you and Yang Zhongyi were separated, it would be great to marry and enjoy life by yourself! You can also eat free fat every day." Shen Zhihuan curled his lips and smiled coldly.

(End of this chapter)