When Yang Xiaotao came back, Qin Huairu was guarding the faucet in the middle courtyard, rubbing the sheets vigorously.

There was also a bad smell around the pool, and those who wanted to use water not far away were waiting at a distance.

When Yang Xiaotao saw this, he became more determined to get a water pipe, so that he would not have to queue up and save trouble and worry.

When the cart entered the courtyard, everyone saw square pieces of tofu piled up in the basin at the back, and they all marveled.

This tofu ticket is not easy to get. Even the benefits of an eighth-level fitter are only half a catty per month.

Generally, families have to save for a long time, and even go to the state-owned vegetable store to buy something after they have saved enough in a year.

It is still rare to buy a pot like Yang Xiaotao, from all directions.

Qin Huairu worked hard to wash the clothes. On the one hand, she really wanted to wash her clothes, and on the other hand, she wanted to show everyone how good and pitiful she was, so as to arouse everyone's sympathy.

She caught a glimpse of Yang Xiaotao passing by, and the gray-white tofu in the car made her swallow her saliva.

He wanted to say something, but Yang Xiaotao didn't even stop and walked away.

Sad in my heart.

Not far away, Ran Qiuye's surprised voice came, which was even more sour.

She is also a pregnant woman. She washes clothes in cold water on a cold day, but the other party can eat tofu.

The treatment is so different, I can only blame it on my own choice!

"You bitch, eat, eat, eat, I'll eat you to death!"

When Mrs. Jia Zhang walked out of her aunt's house, she naturally saw those tofu cubes and felt bad for others, especially for a bastard like Yang Xiaotao.

Then he saw Qin Huairu and felt even more uncomfortable, "I eat well every day, who are you trying to seduce?"

"If you have no conscience, if you eat alone, your whole family will die."

Just as he was talking, Wang Xiaohu from next door ran over, carrying a sausage in his hand. After a while, he ran home with a cube of tofu.

Just as Jia Zhang was about to yell, she saw the Liu family's daughter-in-law running to Yang Xiaotao's house carrying a cloth bag and not knowing what she was pretending to be. After a while, Ran Qiuye came out and the Liu family's daughter-in-law was holding a sea bowl in her hand.

, saying that it would be sent back later or something.

This is not over yet. I know that Yang Xiaotao has bought a lot of tofu, and there are people in the front and back yards coming to exchange for some. After all, tofu is not something that is usually available to eat, and it is not available in the market.

If Yang Xiaotao can buy it, everyone naturally wants to try it.

When Jia Zhang saw so many people praising Yang Xiaotao's smelly feet, she felt heartbroken.

He snorted coldly and walked quickly home.

Qin Huairu lowered her head to wash clothes, paying no attention to everything around her.

Now, I just want to finish washing it quickly and don’t want to continue to serve as a background here.

At night, the aroma of fried tofu wafts everywhere in the courtyard.

Yang Xiaotao went to great lengths to stir-fry tofu, pan-fry tofu, and even Mapo tofu. A tofu banquet was enough to satisfy Ran Qiuye.

In the Jia family, Banggan looked at the steamed buns on the table, and then at the millet porridge on the side. He crushed the steamed buns into pieces with his mouth, and then stuffed them into his mouth bit by bit.

Qin Huairu felt bitter when she saw Banggeng like this, and then put a piece of pickles into a small bowl.

"Mom, I want to eat tofu too."

Xiao Dang lowered his head and said that he was playing with Xiao Hai in the yard this afternoon. Xiao Hai said that their family would eat tofu tonight, and Xiao Dang remembered it.

"Eat tofu, do you have any tofu to eat?"

Ahem

Mrs. Jia Zhang took a bite of the steamed bun, and her throat felt so tight that she quickly picked up the rice porridge and swallowed it.

"You're a money-losing guy, why should you cry? It's good to have some steamed buns to eat, but what else do you want to do with tofu? Hmph!"

Seeing Xiaodang crying, Qin Huairu quickly comforted her, "Be good, Xiaodang, don't cry if you don't want to."

Jia Dongxu was lying on the bed with the steamed buns in his hands but couldn't eat it.

In the past, even if the family was in need, they could still eat some food.

But now, the wowotou is filled with pickles, which is really hard to eat.

Ahem

Jia Dongxu put the wowotou down, looked at Qin Huairu, opened his mouth for a long time, and finally said helplessly, "Go to Shazhu's house and get the lunch box back."

Qin Huairu was stunned and felt contempt in his heart.

Since the last time I went home, there has been no peace in this house.

Either he scolds someone, or he picks on someone, or he hits someone at every turn.

The whole person became wild and moody.

She also knew that she definitely couldn't accept the reality and felt uncomfortable, so she didn't say much, just worked hard and didn't complain, thinking that it would be fine after this period of time.

But I didn't expect that Jia Dongxu would get worse and worse!

A few days ago, he told her to keep distance from the men in the courtyard, especially Silly Zhu.

She did the same thing in the past few days. Silly Zhu came back with two lunch boxes. He was going to deliver them, but he was scolded by Jia Dongxu and left. Silly Zhu was so angry that he didn't come to the door for the past two days.

But now you have to come to your door again to ask for it, what does this mean?

"Go quickly, don't you see that your eldest grandson is hungry?"

Mrs. Jia Zhang reacted on the side and glanced at Jia Dongxu. Mother and son understood what he meant.

Qin Huairu was even more furious.

Does their family have no money?

Their family is rich, at least they donated more than 100 yuan, and donated 100 yuan to the steel rolling mill. Excluding the hospitalization expenses, it was at least 156 yuan.

If this money is used to improve food and save money, it will be enough for a year.

But their family's money is held by Jia and Zhang.

You don’t pay a penny for your meal, and you still want to eat well?

Dreaming!

Let go of Xiaodang, get up and walk outside the house.

Right now, the only thing left is to take advantage of Silly Zhu.

After Qin Huairu left, Jia Dongxu sneered.

Mrs. Jia Zhang looked at her son with confusion on her face, but Jia Dongxu gritted his teeth and said, "Our family can only eat like this. If the big man wants to eat, so will the idiot."

After hearing this, Mrs. Jia Zhang's eyes flashed.

When Qin Huairu went out, she didn't know the plans of the two people in the room, but she knew that she went to Shazhu's house so late, and if someone saw her, she would have to gossip behind his back.

Taking a deep breath of air-conditioning, Qin Huairu held her bulging belly and walked towards Shazhu's house.

At this moment, Silly Zhu opened two lunch boxes. A large one contained vegetable soup leaves.

A small one, with vegetables and meat inside, a lot of oil and water, and two steamed buns on the plate on the table.

The reason for this is all due to the strict supervision of the steel rolling mill.

Especially those from the security department, who spend all day sweeping the factory, and are the gatekeepers at the door, checking everyone with their eyes wide open.

The last time Silly Zhu went out of the gate, he was stopped by people from the security department and had to open his lunch box to take a look.

This unwritten rule of the cook packing up leftovers to supplement the family's income has been ignored for many years. Why is it so hard to apply it now?

The angry Shazhu almost took action.

Fortunately, the uncle stopped us, so we didn't make a fuss.

However, that time he gave the food to Liu Lan and ordered leftover soup in his lunch box.

Just like that, the officer from the security department even scolded Silly Zhu by pointing at his nose.

However, Si Zhu is not easy to get along with. When he meets the people in the security department, he will tremble and let them know the consequences of offending the cook.

In the past two days, Shazhu is planning to team up with several chefs from the back kitchen to give these fuckers some high-altitude medicine. Otherwise, who will care about this job if there is no more money in the future?

However, Silly Zhu has become more thoughtful in the past few days. He wears more clothes now. There is food in a small lunch box and vegetable soup in the outside. Just check.

I pinched a piece of fatty pork with my hands, threw it into my mouth, chewed the steamed buns, and hummed a tune leisurely. At this time, if there was a woman talking and rubbing her shoulders, my little life would be very happy.

Silly Zhu was fantasizing in his mind, and then he saw the door being pushed open, and a person he often dreamed about at night walked in.

At first glance, I saw the pair of large lanterns.

"Sister Qin, it's so late, why are you here?"

Silly Zhu didn't get up either, just staring at a pair of lanterns.

Qin Huairu leaned against the door and looked at the lunch box on the table without saying a word.

Silly Zhu followed his gaze and glanced at the lunch box, picked up a piece of meat and put it into his mouth.
To be continued...