Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

  Su Haitang slipped out of the office, leaned under the window outside the next room and listened to the wall, hearing that the men and women who were cheating on the inside were still fighting endlessly, but didn't realize that she had patronized, so she left lightly.

  The red turban wrapped tightly around her head, along with the loose sackcloth jacket and trousers on her body, were all taken from the yard of a lonely old lady, wearing it outside the military uniform to hide her eyes and ears.

   Of course, she left ten dollars to buy peace of mind.

  The brand new training shoes were covered in mud after trekking through mountains and waters, and they couldn't see their true colors.

  Su Haitang also took out some ashes from the stove at the old lady's house, evenly smeared her skin tone, and drew thick eyebrows.

  Su Haitang rubbed her stomach, looked at the sky, smelled the fragrance of rice and walked to the cafeteria.

   "Hey, whose family are you? Why haven't you seen it?"

   There were female workers who were off work at the factory, chatting and laughing. Seeing Su Haitang who was timid, she stopped and asked a question.

  Su Haitang lowered her head halfway, tucked her hands into her sleeves, pretending to be too cold.

   "My cousin has a cold and has a fever, so she asked me to help with cooking. I came back and couldn't find a place."

   A girl with two big braids and neatly tidied up said with a smile.

   "You are Sister Qin's cousin, aren't you? Come with us, we are going to eat in the cafeteria too. She is still ill? She has been on leave for two days and has not gone to the hospital?"

  Su Haitang glanced at her gratefully, and lowered her head again.

   "Cousin said to lie down more."

   She said something vague, like a village girl who couldn't get on the stage.

   She is very sure that she will not reveal her secrets, because this is the true appearance of her fledgling in her previous life, biting her head to sell people.

   so far away.

   The workers had no doubts.

Someone smiled and said: "Qin Shuang is so stingy, she is always hard to feel uncomfortable. If she can ask for leave and deduct her salary for two days, it is estimated that blood is dripping in her heart, so she will not send money to the hospital. I bet she will eat some dirt. Mycophenolate has been dealt with."

   The girl who spoke first smiled lively.

   "Is this still a gamble? I also took oxytetracycline and analgin when I had a fever. I went to the hospital for injections when I couldn't bear it."

   The man said again: "How is this different. Hey, her cousin, how much money Qin Shuang will give you to pay for the meal? I'll bet no more than one dollar!"

   The others booed.

   "It's still a gamble? She can break a steamed bun and eat it four times, so how can she spend a dollar!"

   encouraged Su Haitang again.

"This cousin, you see that it's not easy for you to come here, and you have to take care of the sick. You must not eat well and sleep well. You must eat some good supplements, and your cousin can recover faster. Otherwise, if you boil down Now, who will take care of her?"

   "You order two sick meals. You can buy chicken, duck, fish, meat, and eggs. If you don't have enough money, we'll put it up for you first, and ask Qin Shuang to treat us to a meal. As long as it's not millet porridge, pickle shredded vegetables will be fine."

"That's right, I'm willing to eat Qin Shuang's meal. Even if the rice porridge with a clear soup and little water is just shredded pickled vegetables, just looking at her pained expression, I'm going to have a special meal, it's more fragrant than eating meat! That's it! Now, we'll invite you all this time, and call Qin Shuang to treat you back."

  Su Haitang was surrounded by a group of big girls and little daughters-in-law, and she was really at a loss.

   How did you decide? She has money and doesn't need them!

   But now she is Qin Shuang's cousin and fell into the hole she dug, what else can she do? Had to be kind.

   So Su Haitang carried a bag of pork and cabbage buns, half part of hot and sour shredded potatoes and half part of radish and stewed spare ribs, moved out of the cafeteria with tears in his eyes.

   There are still many good people in the world!

  Cousin Qin Shuang, you must invite everyone back! It doesn't matter what you eat, what matters is the pained expression on your special rice!