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29 You won’t be poor if you don’t eat or wear. You’ll be poor if you can’t calculate! The meme is back. Let’s have a feast for the meme tomorrow! new book

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Xu Damao regained his freedom, but he was unwilling to treat them. He even disappeared.

The neighbors were very angry.

Only Yi Zhonghai expressed that this was not necessarily the case and explained for Xu Damao.

"In my opinion, Xu Damao is too embarrassed to meet people. Neighbors, please understand!”

"Who doesn't need to calm down after encountering such a big thing? There's no need to blame Xu Damao!"

"We're all neighbors. We see each other all the time. Everyone should be understanding!”

"And Lou Xiao'e and I are willing to treat everyone to a meal!”

Yi Zhonghai personally took out three yuan and asked He Yuzhu to steam some cornbread and potatoes.

Lou Xiao'e even took a full five yuan, and she had specially begged her parents for Xu Damao's matter.

He did not expect that the money would be used here instead of elsewhere.

Everyone had also gathered some surplus food stamps. Most of the people's families had enough food with the factory's working meals. This was a rare gathering for everyone.

He Yuzhu patted his chest and promised. "I will definitely do it well!"

Even though these simple dishes don't reflect my superb culinary skills.

Silly Zhu had some plans in his heart. He had invited Qin Huairu's cousin, Qin Jingru, over.

At that time, he could give her a special meal.

He had done so much work, so it was not a problem for him to use it.

I have to take some when I cook for the leader. This is the tradition of a chef!

"Xu Damao isn't here, so I'm even more willing!”

"Let's celebrate with Xu Damao!”

Seeing everyone's reaction, Yi Zhonghai laughed.

Now, everyone was getting closer under his leadership.

He was also quite gratified. This represented everyone's love and support for him.

It's all thanks to me for raising the moral and friendly standards of the courtyard house!

"This is even more fun than a festival! When has our courtyard ever been so united?”,Yi Zhonghai laughed.

On the other side, the young boy had recuperated for a few days and was now full of vigor.

"Uncle Yu Zhu's words are really good!"

The stick guy rolled his eyes and stopped calling He Yuzhu an idiot.

He shouted in his heart.

Under the influence of Jia Zhangshi, he was also very clear about accounting.

Silly Zhu has so much money in his hands now. Wouldn't it be nice to just give him a few cents?

Although there were many people in the courtyard, almost ten yuan was definitely enough.

Was there any way to convince this dumbstruck idiot?

It seemed that tomorrow's matter had been decided.

The third brother Yan Bugui returned home, feeling a little proud.

"There's food in the courtyard tomorrow. We won't be eating tonight!”

"Ah?"

Yan Jiekuang's mouth was wide open." How can this be? I even played soccer in school for half a day today!”

"I'm starving!"

"It's just one less meal. How can you starve to death? Don't talk nonsense!" Yan Bugui waved his hand.

"You won't be poor if you don't eat, you won't be poor if you don't plan!”

"You can eat as much as you want tomorrow. Anyway, he didn't have to go to school tomorrow and had nothing to do!”

Yan Jiekuang pursed his lips and entered the house.

"Dad, how can you do this? I don't have time to eat!”

"We were supposed to have a meal at home, but it's gone this time. Dad, you should give me a few cents!”

Yan Jiefang said confidently.

"Alright, you're quite scheming!"

"What you said makes sense!"

"But,"

Yan Bugui picked up the feather duster from San Dai's mother's hand.

"Little bastard, you're counting on your father!”

Yan Jiefang quickly slipped away.

"What do you have to say?" Yan Bugui said to Yan Jiecheng.

"Dad, don't you want to have a grandson soon? How can I give you a grandson when I'm hungry?" The son said as he retreated with his wife.

"Forget it, I can't afford it!"

As Yan Bugui spoke, the third mother brought her daughter back to the house.

Yan Bugui sat down on the stool when he saw that they had all returned to their rooms.

"Little brat, why don't you know how to scheme?”

She rubbed her stomach and it actually started to growl.

Yan Bugui glanced around and ate the remaining half of the cornbread on the cabinet with cold water.

There was no need to heat it up. It could also save some firewood. It was acceptable to choke a little.

Liu Haizhong also returned home.

Xu Damao actually came out. It was really a pity that he was not shot.

That would mean that his great cause would be shattered like a dream.

Damn it, why didn't Xu Damao commit suicide?

Today, he was scolded by Deputy Factory Manager Li in the workshop.

In an instant, he lost his position as a team leader and became an ordinary worker.

"What's wrong? Why are you so dejected?”

Second Brother brought his mother over.

Although he had lost his leadership outside, he still retained his leadership position at home.

And even if the factory was no longer the team leader, those kids still wouldn't dare to do anything.

Thinking of this, the second brother felt a little better.

"It's all Xu Damao's fault!"

Jia Zhangshi also thought the same as Yan Bugui.

Let the family eat less.

Except for the stick.

"Good grandson, eat more good food!"

Her grandson had finally returned, and he looked perfectly fine. How could Jia Zhangshi not be happy?

Hearing that beef was good for recovery, she even endured the pain and spent 30 cents to buy half a catty.

Although beef was scarce these days, the price was lower than pork because there was no oil.

After being cooked and sliced, he dipped it in soy sauce and ate it very well.

Everyone else was watching him eat.

"Brother, give me some too!”

"Awesome Brother!"

Little Dang and Little Huai Hua were about to cry.

"Go, go, go. What's a good-for-nothing eating! Besides, the stick was injured!”

Jia Zhangshi said to Qin Huiru,"Anyway, they're almost done eating. Take them to bed!"”

"Let's eat a little more. Only when we're full can we be healthy!”

Qin Huairu also felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

"Let's go, Little Dang, Huai Hua, let's go to sleep!”

"Then we won't eat beef anymore. Let's continue eating cornbread!”

Little Dang was still unwilling to leave and was carried onto the brick bed by Qin Huiru.

"Be obedient!" Jia Zhangshi shouted.

"Tomorrow, the courtyard is treating us to a meal to celebrate our success. Then, it won't be a problem for us to eat more!”

"When the time comes, I'll let you eat as much as you want!”

The stick meme ate happily. This was even better than the New Year!

He just didn't have any lucky money!

After eating his fill, he lay on the bed and thought about the fake Celestial Master again.

All of this was because of that fake Heavenly Master!

He had to think of a way to take revenge!

This fake Heavenly Master liked to fish, right?

There were fish hanging at home, right?

I won't do it myself this time!

The stick meme chuckled secretly.

When would he find a stray cat?

Let the wild cat steal the fish, I don't have to do it myself.

No one had anything to say.

I'm really too smart!

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