Hearing that there was a bargain to take advantage of, Cheng Mancang put on his clothes and ran away.

"Secretary Liu, you sit down first, and I'll go fill the pot with water."

She took the kettle to the kitchen to fill the water, Liu Tianhe patted Cheng Qingshu's waist, and said with concern: "Take care of your illness, and let your mother make something smooth." ”

When Cheng Qingshu heard this, he was aggrieved: "What to eat, there is nothing at home, I don't ask for fish and chicken, even if it is a bowl of pimple soup." ”

Liu Tianhe's face was slightly stiff, he ate chicken and fish, and he was still quite good at eating.

"It's okay, if you want to eat, Uncle will help you figure it out." Just say a word, and it doesn't cost money, as for whether you can get it, it depends on his mood.

People, what I am most afraid of is Leng Hongyi's kind of master who does not enter oil and salt, like this, it is easy to deal with.

Cheng Qingshu really smiled: "Well, thank you Uncle Liu, I know that Uncle Liu is the best." ”

She hugged Liu Tianhe's arm and coaxed her with good words, anyway, she didn't want money for good words.

Cheng Qingshu secretly had a small abacus in his heart.

The two people called "uncle and niece" enough, Liu Tianhe got up and came to the kitchen, and stood beside Tian Juying, Tian Juying was about to turn around with a kettle full of water, but he suddenly stood behind him, his hand slipped, and a pot of boiling water was almost poured on Liu Tianhe's body, Liu Tianhe was also startled, and hurriedly held the thermos in Tian Juying's hand, and also held Tian Juying's hand.

"Brother and sister, if you have any difficulties, just tell me, I am the village party secretary, and I will never watch my villagers suffer and ignore it."

"Brother Liu......" Tian Juying dodged his hand, sad and sad, tears welling up.

"Huh?" Liu Tianhe was furious in his heart, and his pity rose.

……

Although Leng Hongli asked the whole family to go over for dinner tomorrow morning, Chen Baishuang now knew that Fu Yingshao was unwilling to go to other people's houses for dinner, so he fished out the sauerkraut and planned to get up tomorrow morning to make sauerkraut stuffed dumplings.

Fu Yingshao also knew that his personality had caused trouble to others, so he stopped Chen Baishuang and was pushed back by Chen Baishuang: "Otherwise, if you go to Lincheng tomorrow, you have to leave early, their family has a guest to eat, how can you delay it until seven or eight o'clock to eat this meal, grinding, when you leave, why do you have to come at nine o'clock, how can you still rush, it is not troublesome to pinch a few dumplings, you will leave after eating, go early and return early." ”

Leng Qingzhu went back to the east room, and through a door, Leng Xiangbei didn't know what he was talking to her, and the brother and sister burst into bursts of laughter from time to time.

Mrs. Leng got off the ground and pulled Fu Yingshao back into the house.

Fu Yingshao has no way to deal with the old lady with small feet now, and he has never resisted physical contact with people, so he can only be dragged back to the West House by the old lady.

But when he entered the house, he found that the room was full of people, and he suddenly felt very empty.

As soon as he sat down on the kang, Leng Xiangnan poured tea for him, knowing that he didn't like to eat big food and frozen autumn pears, so he took a bunch of sugar and put it next to him.

Through the two doors, the laughter of the East House could no longer be heard.

Fu Yingshao held the water cup and was relatively speechless to Leng Xiangnan, who tried to talk several times.

They really didn't know each other, he thought.

……

"That day, a group of people who bought bricks came, and as soon as the factory director got into the toilet, the accountant was shouting outside: 'Factory director, come out to pick up customers!' As a result, the factory director's face was blue when he came out, and we didn't know what was going on, and then it was Master Wu who said, and we knew that there was only one kind of person who greeted guests like this - hey, I won't tell you, this is not good. ”

Leng Qingzhu pursed his lips, what didn't he understand, wasn't it just that he was talking like this in the ancient Qinglou, and of course the factory director's face was dark.

At this time, there was no TV, so few people knew about it.

"To be serious, how long do you think they will stay in our house this time? Why am I looking at the two of them, and the look in your eyes is not quite right? ”

"What's wrong, don't you feel like that?"

Leng Xiangbei's mind turned around, and he changed his question:

"Why do I think your relationship with Fu Yingshao is a bit like that?"

"What?"

"One brother is so close, and you still served him dishes at the dinner table, and you didn't even say that you had served dishes to your fourth brother." Leng Xiangbei asked with squinted eyes.