vstars Chapter 392 70 Don't care about saving face 6
Chapter 392 70 Don't care about saving face 6
Zeng Tupo's expression was knowing.
"Don't go out playing... or the brigade leader will see you and make you work..."
While the father and daughter were chatting idly, Wang Meihua finished her meal first.
"Tupo, tell me about the educated youth incident this morning..."
Smacking his lips.
Wang Meihua instructed Zeng Tupo to talk more.
She mentally assessed her daughter's cooking skills today; it was still the same old perfunctory and half-hearted work, clearly the result of her and Tupo's mismatch.
Banyan Tree: Trying my best to recreate the Zeng family's rudimentary cooking skills...
The new chicken from the Zeng family, as if joining in the fun, wandered aimlessly around the Zeng family's dining table.
It seems to be trying to find the right angle to fly onto the dining table and have a hearty meal.
Its gaze made me feel uneasy.
Zeng Tupo got up and chased the chicken into his broken chicken coop.
Then he began to recount the long and rambling story of how the educated youth had screamed and run all the way back.
"She even swore she had sleepwalked to the abandoned grave! She insisted the Honggu production team was haunted..."
It was clearly his sister-in-law who carried the person over.
It can only be said that the joy and laughter in Honggu Production Team today are all thanks to the educated youth.
Xiang Qing's outburst of feudal superstitions caught everyone off guard.
Blue sky and white sun.
I knelt and bowed to the Little Red Book in the old village chief's house all morning until my head bled.
"puff..."
Zeng Yueping couldn't hold back this time and almost spat out the soup.
Is this the special self-healing method of old souls?
"Girl, do you think she's been brainwashed by your scent?"
Wang Meihua was immediately displeased when she heard the man taking the pot from her daughter.
"Is your mouth just for talking nonsense? Our daughter didn't do anything."
She, a former educated youth, dares to engage in feudal superstition, humph.
What does this have to do with us, generations of poor peasants?
What a coincidence.
The Xiao Langzhai family next door were also talking about this.
Before the meal, they first thanked their lucky stars, thanking that Xiaoping next door hadn't continued to poison them today, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to eat the meal at all.
God knows how strong the smoke was yesterday.
Their family stayed at home, afraid to even speak much.
I went out and fed mosquitoes until it got dark before I came back.
Little did they know that "good fortune" was about to arrive.
Xiao Langzhai's parents and sister egged him on, urging him to talk more about Zeng Yueping's behavior when he got off work yesterday.
They didn't care whether they were still at the dinner table or not.
Regardless of how intoxicating the smell of the Zeng family's excrement was yesterday.
"Brother, please be more specific. Didn't that educated youth, Xiang, throw up?"
Hearing his younger sister's question.
Xiao Langzhai felt a little nauseous.
......
After that day.
The Honggu production team has gained another suspicious and superstitious female educated youth who dares to engage in feudal superstition and loves to kowtow to the Little Red Book.
The villagers exchanged glances, wondering if Zeng Yueping had been driven insane by the smoke.
However, they dared not say this outright.
After all, even the brigade leader was exposed to the fumes for quite a while that day.
The captain felt that they were spreading rumors against him and that this was unacceptable.
Ugh.
Could there really be such a thing in the wild graves?
In that case, they'll still have to keep burning incense to their ancestors and deities!
Zeng Yueping, the person who was pushed into the water, did not let Xiang Zhiqing off so easily.
No one was hit or verbally abused.
She would often sprinkle a few spoonfuls of manure on the educated youth, add some diarrhea-inducing herbs to their dishes, and feed them dancing mushrooms.
Less than a month.
Xiang Zhiqing was like a completely different person.
At first glance, she looks at least ten years older, but she's only a tiny fraction away from her true soul.
How did she spend this past month?
It turned out that Zeng Yueping would launch surprise attacks during his work trips, carrying excrement from who-knows-where and chasing after the educated youth as they ran frantically through the village.
Zeng Yueping's hand was steady; he didn't spill a single drop of the excrement.
Too many times.
Xiang Zhiqing made a snap decision and began deliberately running towards areas where villagers gathered.
The villagers, who loved to gossip, were so frightened that they scattered and fled.
Once Zeng Yueping stopped using his supernatural powers and started going about his daily life, he no longer caused a ruckus throughout the village.
The popularity among educated youth has not shown any signs of improvement.
Her mouth is like it's been filled with overnight excrement; she always has a lot of new words to use to ridicule everyone, sometimes even Xiao Langzhai, whom she once had a crush on.
It's as if they deeply hate this world.
Zeng Yueping left the scene satisfied.
It wouldn't be good to openly cause trouble again; the villagers would probably think we're too idle.
"Mimi, come quickly and bring meat to your sister."
Another day of pretending to struggle to finish the work.
When it got dark and there was no one on the road, Zeng Yueping went out and walked to the edge of the forest, making a few sucking noises.
The lynx system heard its host's call.
He carried a big, fat fish down the mountain without complaint.
Two weeks ago, Comrade Wang Meihua was collecting firewood and mushrooms when Rongrong tampered with her belongings, causing her to get lost in the mountains. In the end, a kind-hearted lynx took her home.
They brought the person back without saying anything.
He also gave her a big, fat rabbit, the kind that's so heavy it's hard to hold.
This made Zeng Tupo's face practically split open with laughter.
Hahahahahahahahaha.
It doesn't matter if he's useless, as long as his wife and daughter are lucky.
If I could eat meat every day.
He's willing to be the biggest good-for-nothing in the Zeng family for the rest of his life!
Zeng Tupo was thinking about something wonderful when he saw his daughter and Comrade Mountain Cat go home together.
Comrade Lynx is majestic and awe-inspiring.
The big, fat fish in my daughter's basket could feed us for several meals.
what.
Good days really do come.
"Xiaoping, how could you let Comrade Lynx go down the mountain by himself? Next time, carry it back for him, don't tire it out..."
Zeng Tupo started by muttering something incoherently in a low voice.
Wang Meihua listened from the side, her brows furrowing.
"Zeng! Tu! Po! Girl, can you carry that strong lynx? If you want to carry him, just go by yourself next time."
The whole family is thin.
If you want to endure hardship, then do it on the earthen slope.
Wang Meihua's ideas are genuine and simple.
......
Zeng Tupo was refuted by his daughter-in-law.
All I could do was smile and try to please the obese lynx.
"I was just saying, Comrade Lynx, don't take it seriously. It's just polite talk, you know what polite talk is."
He received a cold and disdainful look from the Lynx Doji.
He quickly squatted down to serve the lynx a country spa treatment.
Try to make the lynx comfortable and don't forget the three living people from the Zeng family.
Pressing down on the lynx's muscular body.
Zeng Tupo began to wander in his mind.
It seems my daughter hasn't used up all the tickets she exchanged for with her jade pendant.
How about we take our daughter to visit the commune sometime? Last time I asked, she said no; if I ask again, it's best not to go either...
Zeng Tupo was willing to sneak into the woods in the dark to exchange things.
They also didn't want to face Zeng Yueping, who was unable to walk and was acting like a spoiled child on the road.
One thing brings down another thing.
That's about it.
Another diligent person, Wang Meihua, has a slightly sore hand.
But it was terribly hot that day, and the fish wouldn't survive; we really had to deal with it.
If it's fish or meat.
It would be so much better if it just jumped onto the stove and cooked itself without any intervention.
Thinking of the smoky aroma of roasted meat, Wang Meihua slurped up a mouthful of saliva.
Perhaps it's because of the Zeng family genes.
They eat bland meat every few days, yet they don't gain any weight.
No one could tell that the Zeng family had made a fortune.
of course.
It could also be because the villagers were all busy celebrating the few wild eggs they had found that day.
I don't have time to pry into other people's lives.