Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

   "Do you have an opinion on Comrade Peng Man? Don't be too antagonistic. After all, she is a military wife, and her health is not good.

   "Instructor," Su Haitang interrupted Lu Zhaowen, calmly. "I think you still don't understand what I mean."

   "The separation and reunion of their husband and wife is their own business, and has nothing to do with outsiders. I, you, or the opinions of the organization are not important. The life is lived by themselves, and they know their warmth and warmth."

   "They are adults and have their own mature and calm analysis and judgment. You can persuade, but you can't impose your own will. The same is true for me."

  Su Haitang raised the corners of his mouth ironically.

   "Peng Man slandered my reputation. Isn't it normal that I don't like her? If I don't fall into the trap, I have a high level of consciousness, and I should be praised by the leaders! Who is weak and who is right? What absurd reason!"

  Lu Zhaowen was taken aback by her refutation, he sighed for a long time, and waved his hand dejectedly.

   "You're right, it's hard for an honest official to cut off housework."

  Su Haitang saw Xu Congrong sticking his head out from behind the office door. The little boy's eyes were red and he was timid like an eggplant beaten by frost. He lost his usual spirit.

   Su Haitang's heart softened, and she walked over and waved to Xu Congrong.

  The boy pursed his lips in grievance and shrank back the door, his eyes flashed a series of complex emotions, including hatred and helplessness.

   "Xu Congrong, come here."

  Su Haitang squatted down, smiled patiently at him, and waited.

   The two faced each other for three minutes. Xu Congrong stuck out most of his head from behind the door, and said in a nasal voice, "You made my parents quarrel, I don't want to be with you."

  Su Haitang sighed in distress, feeling a little pain in her brain.

   Is this seed of hatred planted? Injustice!

  How can you reason with children?

   "Xu Congrong, how do you deal with people you hate?"

   The boy opened his mouth slightly and stared at her blankly.

  Su Haitang got up, took his little hand and walked to the cooking class, and continued to fool people with nonsense.

   "Look, you're out of ideas, right? Isn't that obvious? If you hate someone, let him bleed a little, whether it's on his body or his wallet, in short, he can't be cheap! That's how you can breathe, right?"

   "Let's go, I'll invite you to eat delicious food, it's very expensive."

   Xu Congrong was stunned for a moment, and the focus was shifted.

   "Are you going to make me the boiled fish you mentioned?"

  Su Haitang raised the corners of her mouth proudly, and simply picked up the cute child and rushed forward.

   "I want to eat fish, I don't know if there is any live fish. I'll make you fresh fries today, I'm sure you like it!"

  The cooking class was busy, and the aroma of porridge and steamed buns filled people's stomachs.

   "You sit here and wait." Su Haitang put down the child, said hello to the cooking monitor, took a small bowl, and put a steaming meat bun over it.

   "Eat a steamed bun to pad your stomach first, and I'll make something delicious for you right away."

  Su Haitang paid the money in front of Xu Congrong with a painful face, washed the pot swiftly, picked up a new potato this year, peeled it in threes, washed it, and cut it into long strips of the same thickness.

  Then bring the water to a boil, put the potato strips in and cook for three minutes, remove and drain, find an aluminum lunch box and seal it up and bury it in a snowdrift outside.

   "You're so stupid, you want to destroy the corpse even if the dish is bad, I saw it all!"

   The little boy looked funny and made fun of her by chewing on the bun.

  Su Haitang grimaced back at him, then pulled out sweet potatoes and apples and cut them into pieces, boiled sugar juice to make sweet potatoes and apples.

   "Prodigal women! How can oil and sugar be so wasted!"

   The cooking squad leader felt a throbbing pain in his heart and scolded him with his feet jumping.

  Su Haitang hurriedly stuffed another piece of money over, barely soothing the cook's squad leader's injured heart.