Space pretty doctor girl

Chapter 197

Just before dawn, the people who came to help came over and called Lu Anlang outside the door. Lu Anlang opened the door and let the people into the yard. The porridge and steamed stuffed buns made early in the morning were served, and everyone ate deliciously together.

Lu Youcai asked, "Is Mason Zhang still awake?"

Lu Anlang said: "Perhaps he is still sleeping, there is food left in the pot for him, let him sleep again after waiting for a day."

Lu Youcai said: "This is the same guy. No matter how good he is at his job, his temperament of going forward when he sees an advantage is also despised. How much mung bean soup did he drink yesterday? No wonder he has diarrhea."

Lu Anlang smiled and said nothing, someone said: "I don't think this bricklayer looks like a good person, he is a villain, we can't offend him, I heard people say that these craftsmen are evil, last time it was a family from Wangshan Village next door The family built a house and offended the craftsman. The craftsman buried a knife in front of the house. As a result, the whole family suffered a bloody disaster, and no one was left alive. Some old people who understood said that the bloody disaster was caused by that knife. "

"Is this really the case? It doesn't mean that if you hate someone, you can bury a knife in front of someone's house and solve everything."

"Hey, you guys don't understand this. There is something special about burying knives. It doesn't just work if you just bury it. How about those craftsmen who are evil? Don't offend them if you can. Otherwise, what are you doing with this bricklayer? If you don’t work hard, you won’t have enough to eat, and you’ll have to be beaten out sooner rather than later.”

Lu Youcai said with a smile: "That's not what I said. After all, he is a craftsman, and he sells his skills rather than his strength. Although he is not very good, his skills are outstanding in ten miles and eight villages. Otherwise, we can't invite him here. Work at home."

Lu Anlang agreed with Lu Youcai's words. Zhang Wajiang's character is not good, but his work is not bad. Sometimes he moves his mouth casually, and the wall built by others will be different. Otherwise, Shen Wendong can't propose to invite him to build the house. Just bear with him for a few days.

Everyone went to work, Lu Anlang asked Hao'er to stay at home with Jiang Caiyue.When Zhang Majiang crawled out of the thatched shed, he was exhausted and knocked on the door unsteadily. Hao'er opened the door and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

Zhang Wajiang said: "It's getting late, I haven't eaten yet."

Hao'er looked at the sky, "You know it's not early yet? My father and the others have all gone to work."

Zhang Wajiang was a little embarrassed, but he was really uncomfortable. He didn't eat seriously last night, and he was even more hungry at this time, "Can you get me something to eat?"

Hao'er looked at him up and down for a while, "Wait, I'll get you some porridge."

Zhang Majiang wanted to push the door to enter the courtyard, but Hao'er blocked the door. Hao'er's strength was stronger than ordinary people, and Zhang Majiang was so weak that he was pushed back a few steps by the door.

Hao'er said: "My tiger cub is fierce, you just wait here."

Zhang Wajiang was almost annoyed, this silly boy didn't want him to enter the courtyard, so he said it directly, what is he talking about?Such a small dog is not enough for him to kick, so why is it so fierce?
Hao'er stood in front of the door for a while, making sure that Zhang Majiang would not open the door to come in, and then turned around and entered the room to serve him porridge and steamed buns.

Although the steamed stuffed bun and porridge were cold, they still tasted really good. They were stuffed with cabbage and some diced bacon was put in them. It was delicious to eat with plain porridge. After eating five buns the size of fists and drinking a large bowl of porridge, I felt that my body had some strength. Seeing that Hao'er was staring at him all the time, it was meaningless to keep it, so he wiped his mouth and walked to the house.

(End of this chapter)