Dressed Like a Pretty Daughter-in-law From the 1970s Chapter 48

Chapter 48: Stealing Chicken Fails

"Okay," An Zhiqiu and An Zhixia looked at each other. It was not easy for them to have the opportunity to live in an upright place. How could they be allowed to choose?

When Nie Yichang and Hang Xianglei heard this, they looked at each other and understood each other's meaning, and said: "Since there are three courtyards, let's go and have a look, too? There are too many educated youth spots, and maybe there will be new educated youths this year." Come, let us move out to help you solve your problem."

What else can the village chief say? These two are also the victims.

An Zhiqiu used the baggage to move all the money, tickets and unopened food to the next door. He also drafted IOUs for Qi Yunlan and Chen Sike. After pressing their fingerprints, he also put them into the room and locked the door. , a group of people walked towards the village.

The old widower's house is not too far away, only three alleys apart, and it can still be seen from the mountain behind. The courtyard is a typical thatched house, built with mud bricks made of yellow mud and some straw, and the roof is covered with a layer of straw. Because no one has lived there for more than half a year, the door is dilapidated, the yard is overgrown with weeds, the sky can be vaguely seen on the roof, the beams are covered with spider webs, and there are a few rampant rats squeaking and escaping.

Embarrassment flashed across the face of the village chief, and he coughed: "Maybe he is old, the house was not renovated in time, and it has been idle for more than half a year, so he is a little unlivable. Otherwise, you should just make do with the educated youth until the busy farm work is over. Now, build two more rooms?”

Where can I do that?

An Zhixia tugged on her brother's sleeves, and the latter quickly said: "It's okay. Everyone is sincere in building their own houses. The adobe bricks are solid. We only renovated the roof and put in new doors, tables and chairs." "

Nie Yichang and Hang Xianglei also echoed, "Where can we two grown men not make do with each other? This is much better than other walls collapsing, this is it!"

"Okay," the village chief nodded and said, "Follow me and go through the formalities. You can do whatever you want with this house, but when you return to the city and go home, it will be confiscated by default. No objection, right?"

 The four people nodded, that's natural, the scenery here is good, but the transportation is inconvenient, and no one wants to come back and stay for a long time after leaving.

 The procedure is completed quickly, and since there is no change to the property certificate, there is no need to report it for registration. They only signed a housing agreement with the village and clearly listed some conditions to prevent disputes.

The village does not require them to pay additional rent, but similarly, if they add to or repair their houses, they do not need to pay additional compensation when the village takes them back.

 After signing the contract, several people went to the village to order adobe bricks, straw, roof beams and other things before returning to the educated youth point.

 Chen Sike woke up long ago. When he heard Fei Zheng tell him about the village chief's decision, he immediately screamed and scratched Qi Yunlan's face several times, causing blood to splash out. Qi Yunlan, who was filled with anger and worried, naturally pulled up the other person's hair ruthlessly, and the two of them fought together, losing their usual soft and gentle appearance.

When a woman fights, it is not a matter of men punching each other, but it involves pain and embarrassing the other party, biting, pinching, scratching, pulling, kicking and kicking all at once.

 Fei Zheng and Liu Yiyue tried their best to pull the twisted people away, but they let go in pain and allowed them to continue rolling on the ground.

When the four people came back, the fight had come to an end. They were panting from exhaustion, and neither of them had gained anything. There was blood on their faces, necks, and hands, and there were even strands of hair on the ground. Just looking at it made them let go. People's scalp is numb.

An Zhixia ran forward and clicked her tongue: "Stealing the chicken will end up losing the rice. You are really good at it. From now on, don't treat others as fools and do things that deceive others."

The two of them were so angry that their eyes were red and their teeth were itching, but they had no choice but to continue to pour their anger on each other.

 “Young people are so good, they have good physical strength, a bad temper, and their hands and feet are nimble and strong,” she sighed, shaking her head.

 I really want to curse people, I really want to bite people!

Ignoring the two men's fierce devotion to World War II, the four of them went to the next room and began to distribute money and supplies.

In front of outsiders, An Zhiqiu is the one in charge among the two brothers. He laid out everything one by one and said apologetically to the two of them: "It's really our brother and sister's fault for this. Who allowed us to deal with such a merciless stepmother and let the two comrades be affected.

Let's do this, you first make up your own share as much as possible, and use money to pay for the tickets and things that are not enough. The remaining money and the IOUs from the two of them will be ours, okay? "

Nie Yichang and Hang Xianglei had no objection, and each took things and money tickets. In the end, they were left with fifty yuan, a sewing ticket, some scattered tickets and an IOU of 1,500 yuan signed by Qi Yunlan. Owned by the An family brothers and sisters.

 After sorting out and dividing the accounts, An Zhiqiu handed over a stack of money bills and an IOU to his sister as a habit, as if he was in a dream. Just today, they made money and tickets worth three thousand dollars. It came too fast, and his heart had not yet calmed down from the excitement.

"There is no food in the cafeteria now, let's eat at home," An Zhixia asked for a day off today. She was already very hungry after being noisy all morning. "You two should come too."

Nie Yichang smiled cheekily and said: "Sister, we are neighbors from now on, so we must remember to move around more. Although we have made up for all the losses this time, we still have to buy things again if we have money. Isn't this a natural disaster?"

“So?” She curled her lips and sneered.

"So you have to agree that I will have **** with Lei Zi for at least five years, no, for at least one year. Of course, we will also come up with equal amounts of money and tickets." Nie Yichang pretended not to see the other party's polite refusal, and planned happily: " Not to mention the big fish, meat, white flour, steamed buns and rice every day, I eat at least one chicken a month, one fish and one meat meal a week, dry rice once every three to five days, an egg every day, and the steamed buns are made of two kinds of noodles.”

An Zhiqiu nodded directly after hearing this, "Okay, I guarantee you're satisfied!"

After saying that, he took the girl and walked out: "Let's go cook..."

When he got to the kitchen, he washed his hands happily, looked at his sister, and said slightly excitedly: "Little teacher Zhixia, while I'm on leave today and can't go to work, and we have two big families to eat, hurry up and teach me how to cook! Just sit down." Just keep talking and help me light the fire."

An Zhixia sat on the small spoon in a funny way, looking at the ingredients at home, but in her mind she was looking through the three-month quick training book for chefs, which also came with detailed video explanations.

She coughed lightly, sat upright, and said in smooth Mandarin: "The food in our country of Xia Hua is divided into many factions, and each faction has its own unique persistence and preferences. As a chef, you must not only have a few... To make a specialty dish, you must also have a deep understanding of other dishes. In this way, you can have enough theoretical foundation to continuously innovate in dishes and not be eliminated by trends and new talents... As the saying goes, a driver who doesn't want to be a tailor is not a good cook..."

Dear friends, see you tomorrow~Good night~

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