The Reborn Sweet Wife Returns

Chapter 47 You Are Fat
When the three of them returned to the village, it was already dark. The old man Zhang and Li Yanhong moved the branches of an ox cart into the yard, and piled them up next to the chicken coop, so that they could be easily picked up when they burned in winter. Erchun returned home to cook first, then made warm water in a Westinghouse pot, and took the bran to the backyard to feed the pigs.

The pig at home is not big, Erchun thought it would be cold this day, and he would kill the pig when it snows. Such a small pig doesn’t need to turn in the quest pig, and it will be enough for his family to eat for half a year if it stays. Fat meat It can also be used to rely on lard.

Carrying the swill bucket back to the house, Erchun saw that the water in the pot was boiling, took it out and put it in the big laundry tub, some of it was for Grandpa to wash his face, and the rest was for washing himself.

Now every family does not have any polished rice, and they all eat coarse grains. When Erchun left in the morning, they soaked sorghum rice and millet seeds. Put the half-cooked rice out of the pot on the curtain, cover the pot and steam it, and the rice will be cooked when the dishes are done.

Taking advantage of the fire, Erchun used the washbasin to get half a basin of water from the laundry tub, and then carried the laundry tub to the east room, and put it on the north wall, so that the water would no longer be scalding after eating. Just wipe your body.

In her previous life, Erchun was an idiot in the village. After arriving in the city, she was forced by life to know how to do work, and she had to do the most work with the least amount of time. She could always arrange several jobs at a time. Don't delay these jobs.

After Erchun put the kang table away and cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, Li Yanhong also entered the room. Erchun glanced at him and saw that his grandfather hadn't come in. Li Yanhong on the side had already explained, "Your grandfather returned the cart."

The ox belongs to the convoy, and the family watches over it, so there is no need to borrow it, but the ox cart belongs to the convoy, so it has to be returned.

Erchun hummed lightly, and saw that Li Yanhong was still staring at him, feeling annoyed, Erchun turned his head and stared at him, "What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing." Li Yanhong didn't feel anything at all, "You girl doesn't look fat."

fat?How do you know?
It wasn't because he hugged him when he rolled down the mountain in the morning.

Erchun's face slowly turned red, and he glared at Li Yanhong bitterly, Li Yanhong also realized that he had said something wrong, "I don't mean anything else, it's better to be fatter and healthy."

Li Yanhong really didn't mean anything else. Usually, she saw that the clothes worn by this girl were fat and big. It was only when she was too thin that the clothes couldn't hold her up. Today, when she was rolling down the mountain with someone in her arms, she realized that she was wrong. I can't even pinch the meat.

There is a lot of flesh on the body, but the face is not fat, and it looks a little delicate. This is what the old man said about stealing fat, right?

In fact, Li Yanhong also likes women to be fatter. He lies on the kang at night and hugs his wife. Who doesn’t like to hug a fat man, and it’s comfortable to hug, but her ex-wife kept shouting about losing weight. Li Yanhong remembered that he heard it and sent it temper.

Back then, the War of Resistance was so hard that we couldn’t even afford to eat. After a few days of good life, we still managed to lose weight like those capitalists.

As soon as Li Yanhong said this, Erchun held back for a while, and finally choked out two words, "rogue".

After finishing speaking, he ignored Li Yanhong who was behind him, and brought food into the house.

Li Yanhong stopped doing it, "Hey, I said the second girl, my old Li said you were fat, why did you become a hooligan? What do you usually say about me, Lao Li, I don't care, but you can say that hooligans are not good. My old Li is a good man."

"Would a good person come here because of his style?" Er Chun didn't reply back, "It's ok, don't argue with me here, you say you are not a hooligan, then how do you know me?" Fat? Did you see it or feel it?"

Speaking of this, Erchun couldn't care less about being shy, she didn't believe that Li Yanhong dared to say that he had seen and touched it, if he dared to say it, he would dare to throw the spoon in his hand at his head.

Li Yanhong was so blocked that he couldn't speak. He had seen and touched it, but how could he admit it? Wouldn't it be a change of direction to admit that he was a hooligan?But if you say no, how do you know that this girl is fat?

At this moment, Li Yanhong's mind, which has always been a bit of a ghost, is not working well, and he knows that he has been entangled by this girl, "My old Li doesn't care about you, a little girl."

Count your interest.

Erchun snorted, put the dishcloth on the rice bowl, got up and turned to enter the house.

After entering the house and putting the rice bowl on the kang, Erchun still felt that his ears were boiling. Fortunately, after living two lifetimes, he was no longer a little girl, but an old lady in his heart. Li Yanhong was speechless for daring to say such words without restraint.

Old man Zhang came back quickly. In the west room, Li Yanhong heard that someone had come back, so he came out of the west room and sat on the kang to eat. Erchun was also very hungry. He only had some dry food at noon, but he still couldn't eat it when he saw Ermi rice. In the last few years of my previous life, although it was hard, I was able to eat rice and white noodles every day, and now I go back to eating sorghum rice and millet. Erchun felt that his throat hurt from scratching, but he wanted to save the little things from grandpa. To plan for the future, Erchun cheered up again, and forcefully ate a bowl of rice before putting down his chopsticks.

Li Yanhong really doesn't pick anything, he can do anything, besides, the ordinary food Eryatou is good at cooking, and it tastes better than others.

Old man Zhang didn't care, but he felt distressed when he saw his granddaughter, "Chun'er, the family hasn't eaten fine grains for a while, and tomorrow I have time to go to the supply and marketing agency to buy some white noodles."

"No, this is fine. Our family still has food to eat. Others have no food to eat, so why do they eat fine grains?" Erchun educated his grandfather, "The sum of your wages in the past two months is 70 Yuan, I went to buy wine for you, and there is still 50 yuan, which may mean that the family will need money at any time, how can I spend it without saving at all. There is still more than ten catties of wine a month, drinking It's okay, but drinking too much alcohol will hurt your health, you have to drink less, and I will give you five catties of wine in the next month."

This tone is not a discussion at all, but a decision.

"Five catties is not enough to fit between the teeth, ten catties, ten catties." When the old man Zhang heard that the wine was going to be cut off again, he disagreed, and he pulled Li Yanhong to help him, "Little Li, you can judge, ten catties." I don’t have much wine, right? I’m an old man buried up to my neck in loess, if I don’t drink some wine, what else do I have to look forward to.”

Er Chun raised his eyes and glared at Li Yanhong, his eyes seemed to be warning, you dare to help and say something.

(End of this chapter)