50 Lucky Wife Has Space

Chapter 372 Being given pork rib soup by Secretary Jin (4)

She lengthened her voice and learned a strange tune, "Thank you for your aunt's ribs. Please bring them to me. Please take your time..."

What else did she say.

——That’s how I am. I can’t stand it, so I have to endure it. My dad is used to it. He even praised me for my good temper!What you said just now is right. My dad is indeed amazing. You can't envy him.

——Educate and be polite...

I definitely have this thing, and I feel a little better than you.

Jin Qingyao frowned: "Do you have a bad attitude?"

Jin Yuan was waiting for Jin Qingyao to share her hatred. Unexpectedly, she almost cried when she heard such a sentence: "Aunt, are you my biological aunt?"

She felt that she was wronged to death, so she turned around and ran away.
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Lingxi, who didn't know what was going on over there, packed four pieces of snacks two fingers wide and as long as two fingers in an oil paper bag. There were only ten households on one floor, so she packed ten small bags in total and cut half a catty of braised pork into them. The meat was sliced ​​thinly, put on a plate and carried out the door.

She would go to every house here, knock on the door, and give a bag of snacks. If there was no one at home, she would put it directly on the chopping board next to the kerosene stove at the door of the house. If there was someone in the house, she would give snacks, saying that the emperor had brought them here. Yes, let everyone have a taste, and also brought the braised pork over so that everyone can eat as they like.

But meat is expensive and expensive, and no one would be embarrassed to eat someone else’s food for free.

Lingxi smiled sweetly.

"Hurry up, I'm still waiting to go back to eat the ribs. I can smell the smell. You guys are also greedy. I can't bear to give you the ribs soup. I'm just braised pork. You guys can try it to satisfy your craving. But you can't compete with me. Ribs."

People just laughed, knowing that it was said in a nice way. The ribs still have bones. This braised pork is real meat. If you don’t eat braised pork, you will really crave the ribs.

But they really appreciated Lingxi's sentiments, and each of them took a piece just to taste it.

Meat is expensive now. A person only gets half a catty of meat a month, which is not easy to buy. What Lingxi brings out is a month’s worth of meat!

They just took a piece of it and no one was too embarrassed to eat more.

Lingxi took the small bowl of meat, which was only half a catty, and walked around the first floor and came back with some leftovers. She could tell which house in the corridor was in the worst condition, and which family was doing what.

The very gentle and elegant woman in the house directly opposite her house is called Lin Wan and is from the accounting department. The man in her house is the deputy section chief in the supply and marketing department. The man in the house diagonally across the door is from the infrastructure department. That Lingxi doesn't look too good. A clean-cut woman named Li Guihua is a workshop worker. She also has a five- or six-year-old son with a snotty nose at home.

The family next to Li Guihua's house is not here, the couple are in the big cafeteria, the man is the master chef, and the woman is in the logistics.

Next door to Lingxi's house and across from Li Guihua's house is Secretary Jin's house. Next to Zeng Jiawang's house, the head of the Security Section that day, his house is in the Women's Federation.

Almost every household has a family and a large number of children. However, some families have stricter requirements for children, while others have looser requirements.

For example, when Lingxi walked back with a plate with a few pieces of meat left, Ni Danzi, the son of Li Guihua's family, followed Lingxi and watched eagerly.

Li Guihua turned her head and pretended to be busy cooking.

What can Lingxi do?
It was impossible not to give it, but she was not someone else's parent and couldn't be spoiled. She took a piece of meat for Nidanzi. There were still six pieces of meat left on the plate, so she shared it directly with the families next to her house.

(End of this chapter)