In the 80s, the aboriginal women were aggressive

Ding Min's father couldn't help but make some noise in the study. He really didn't mean it. The tea almost soaked the letter paper on the desk.

Ding Min's mother is used to getting along with Mrs. Lu: "Just ask without any clues and find out what they want to do in the future."

Mrs. Lu half understood: "It doesn't have to be so troublesome. I can just ask directly. My face is not worth much."

Ding Min's mother smiled and said very straightforwardly: "The power of being a mother."

Madam Lu didn't know much, but it didn't stop her from laughing with Ding Min's mother.

Mrs. Lu just looked at her beautiful smile, which made her feel that she was different from others, and she thought to herself, why can't I smile like this?

Mrs. Lu said that Ding Min's mother, who was conquered by such a simple look of admiration, felt that she should be more concerned about Lu Chuan.

You cannot betray the trust of honest people.

Of course, your mother, Ding Min, also conquered Mrs. Lu, an honest partner, with her smile.

So seeing off Mrs. Lu, Ding Min’s mother was in a good mood while humming a little tune. He was thinking about how to help Lu Chuan find a job.

Ding Min's father wandered out: "I don't understand why you have made friends with your mother-in-law and seem to still be on the same page?"

Obviously they are not the ones eating in the same basin, but the two of them were still talking lively.

Ding Min's mother: "I think my mother-in-law is straightforward and easy to get along with. She doesn't have to fight and guess. She is very similar to me in temperament. She is an honest person, simple and cute."

What a high praise, Ding Min's father said to himself, it was a woman or an old lady who was at fault, otherwise he would have thought that his wife had been hooked up with someone.

Having said that, seriously speaking, this makes sense. Ding Min's father actually nodded. He actually doesn't have any evil intentions. It's better to go to school more, be more educated, and have some knowledge. Otherwise, just don't talk about it. Probably no different from Mrs. Lu. Of course, there is still a slight difference. He is not timid and afraid of trouble, but he can still look for trouble.

So friendship is really a mysterious thing. There are so many retired Kochis like Ding Min's mother in the compound. It's not that one person failed to get into Ding Min's mother's heart, but he got along with this Mrs. Lu.

Ding Min's mother, for this little thing that Mrs. Lu asked her to do, she started calling her old classmates from a distance to say hello. If Mrs. Lu decided which unit she wanted to go to, maybe Ding Min's mother would help and ask, "Why?" Only then can we settle down. When her sons were assigned jobs, the old lady never cared so much about them.

Ding Min’s father couldn’t help complaining, but you really took this matter to heart.

Ding Min's mother: "You are such a down-to-earth person. We have known him for so long, but he has never said anything to me. The first time he opened his mouth, it was for the sake of the child. Why don't I get some snacks? He is still my uncle's brother-in-law."

Ding Min's father was really convinced. This nanny had never done any favors to her uncle's brother-in-law or daughter-in-law.

Ding Min's father: "I didn't expect that you would do your best for your friends."

I don't have the nerve to say that I'm going to hurt myself, after all, it's not that big of a deal.

Ding Min's mother: "What you said doesn't sound right to me. I'm a very sincere person. To make friends, you have to be heart-to-heart."

Ding Min's father just smiled and said nothing. He took the teapot and went out for a walk.

Ding Min’s mother continued to call. I contacted all the classmates I could contact, and then I made a small book. When will Mrs. Lu get any news? Everything she can help is in this book.

For Ding Min's mother, this friendship is really thoughtful.

Mrs. Lu didn't delay in doing anything. When she got home, she asked Fang Yuan and Lu Chuan about her work plans.

Fang Yuan thought of a lot of what Lu Chuan said and summed it up: "Lu Chuan seems to have a plan, but I don't quite understand that."

Mrs. Lu thought to herself that this was considered to be an inquiry but she didn't find out, so she simply asked Lu Chuan directly. Isn’t that just a waste of time?

Lu Chuan's answer became even more confused: "It's still very early for this matter."

Mrs. Lu: "It's getting late. I asked my colleagues and they have already begun to pay attention to the direction they want to develop."

Lu Chuan really didn't expect that Mrs. Lu would still have a way to inquire about this matter: "Then I did inquire about it, otherwise you wouldn't be able to say such things."

This has been developed and channeled, and it is even more profound than the terminology used by my family to go to night school.

Mrs. Lu: "You are the first one in our village to go to college. We have no way to ask others what to do. I don't know anyone in the provincial capital. Your fifth sister-in-law's mother told me that if you have anything If you have any ideas, she can help ask."

Lu Chuanxin said, no wonder, he found out where he went: "Mom, thank you, my aunt, I don't have any ideas at the moment. Our family has something to do, so don't worry about work."

Followed: "Don't worry, you and my dad. After all, work is a lifelong matter. I have to think clearly and do what I want to do."

Mrs. Lu: "That's what happened. I'm just as worried as a headless chicken. I'm just running around and can't really help you."

Lu Chuan: "Don't say that. Without you to help take care of the child, I wouldn't have the heart to think about all this mess. There is also my in-laws, and I have to thank them even more."

Mrs. Lu: "Don't worry, it won't work out. I've taken the trouble to help you, and I accept the favor."

Then Mrs. Lu’s way of thanking Ding Min’s mother was very special. When Lu Chuan and Fang Yuan were raising their children, Mrs. Lu rode a tricycle and took the vegetables she picked to Ding Min’s mother’s house.

Mrs. Lu helps Ding Min's mother pickle pickles, the kind of short-term pickles that can be eaten and cooked.

He also helped to make two jars of garlic chili sauce: "This is all a skill I learned in the cafeteria of Lu Chuan University. My mother-in-law, try it. If you like it, I will teach you. If you don't like it, tell me. I'll help you make it. When winter comes, I'll come over and help you stock up on sauerkraut. I'm very good at it."

Ding Min’s mother: “That’s great. Not to mention my craftsmanship, the craftsmanship of my daughters-in-law is not that good either. The sauerkraut we eat in winter comes from one plant from one family and one from that family. To satisfy my craving, if I have sauerkraut at home, I will feel proud."

Mrs. Lu patted her chest and said, "What a big deal, I'm not bragging. In order for Fang Yuan to eat smoothly, I specially learned from a master chef. I'm really good at pickles. Let's eat pickles now." Do it, you can try it later."

When the two of them were talking, they were busy working.

To be honest, when Ding Min's mother took out her pickle jar, Ding Min's father looked closely. Although the items were piled up in the yard, the price had not yet been determined. It's definitely worth more than a jar of pickles.

Then I watched Ding Min's mother busy peeling garlic and washing vegetables with Mrs. Lu. The two of them were chatting and laughing happily.

Ding Min's father sighed: "Their old fairy has descended into the mortal world."