Chapter 55: The Pitiful Side of a Hateful Person
"Little Nan's cooking skills are indeed not bad. It's almost as good as yours, Tang kid.”
After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Third Uncle was still a little unsatisfied.
"Third Master, are you drunk? You're talking nonsense. I'm a fitter, and Nan Yi is a professional chef. How can I compete with him in cooking?”
"Brother Tang, don't be so modest. When we were in the factory, I already thought that your culinary skills were pretty good. Now that I've heard what Third Uncle said, I'm even more certain.”
Nan Yi was also a little drunk. When he spoke, his tongue clattered.
"Hai, I'm just a little interested in this area. I don't have much research, so it's not a problem for me to make a home-cooked dish.”
"You're too humble, Lil Tang. You were the one who cooked the dishes for the banquet. I'm still drooling when I think about it.”
Third Uncle smacked his lips as if he was really savoring the aftertaste.
"That's only because the ingredients are good. High-end ingredients usually only require ordinary cooking techniques.”
Donald and the other two were chatting and laughing.
However, the Jia family was not having an easy time.
Jia Zhang-shi's face was especially ugly when she got home.
She had thought that the empty house was in her pocket, but now, for no reason, someone had appeared out of nowhere.
There was definitely no hope in the future.
"It's all that brat from the Tang family's fault. Why didn't he die like his parents?”
Jia Zhangshi cursed Donald through gritted teeth.
Soon, her daughter-in-law, Qin Huairu, also came home from work.
"Where's the lunch box?"
Jia Zhangshi asked when she saw that Qin Huairu's hands were empty.
"There won't be any lunch boxes in the future." Qin Huairu was unhappy too.
"What happened, did you fall out with Silly Zhu?”
"No, it's just that Silly Zhu was punished to clean the toilets. I don't know if he can return to the canteen in the future, at least for the time being.”
Qin Huairu felt a little resentful and dumbfounded.
Why are you so disappointing?
He was clearly a canteen chef, but he was actually punished to clean the toilets.
Moreover, Little Widow had asked Silly Zhu in person today. Not only was it as simple as cleaning the toilets, even her salary had been reduced from 37.5 yuan to 18 yuan, a total of 19.5 yuan less.
In the past, she could borrow 10 yuan from Silly Zhu every month and she didn't have to return it.
It was all good now.
There was only an internship salary. Silly Zhu also needed to smoke and drink, so it was probably just enough.
It should be impossible to borrow it from others.
"Isn't he the chef of your factory's canteen? Why is he being punished to clean the toilets? If he goes to clean the toilets, who will cook?”
"It seems that someone was transferred from the branch factory to be a chef, but I don't know who it is because I've never seen it before.”
"Then what about the future? My dear grandson is going to elementary school in the second half of the year. It's said that going to school is a mental work and very nutritious.
What should I do if I don't have lunch boxes in the future?
If his nutrition couldn't keep up, his grandson's grades wouldn't improve.
It's all Silly Zhu's fault. He must have done something illegal. Otherwise, your factory leader wouldn't have transferred him from the canteen to clean the toilets.
I could tell that he was a bad seed.
The way he looked at you before was as if he wanted to eat you up. If it wasn't for the fact that he brought a lunch box back every day, I would have spat on his face long ago.
He's simply a local ruffian."
It was said that the hand that held the person was short, and the mouth that ate the person was soft.
Jia Zhang-shi scolded Silly Zhu, but her mouth was not soft at all.
Qin Huairu was also thinking about what she should do in the future.
Silly Zhu shouldn't be able to rely on him.
Xu Damao.
Originally, she could have gotten some small favors from him.
But these two days were a little strange.
This cat didn't cheat anymore.
Could it be that Lou Xiao'e was pregnant, and he really came back to the prodigal son?
He didn't seem like such a person.
In the past, he could still pretend to be pitiful to Grandpa One and occasionally borrow some noodles, the kind that he didn't have to return.
Now that First Master had resigned, even though Li Qingchun, who was taking over the shift, had to give him a sum of money every month, it was still far from what it used to be.
The richest person in the entire courtyard was definitely Donald.
However, when Qin Huairu thought of Donald's wife, she felt that it was impossible for her to take advantage of Donald.
Previously, she had been able to obtain some benefits from so many people because she had a good-looking face.
If she was an ugly treasure, no one would pity her even if she pretended to be pitiful.
She knew how to make use of her advantages.
"I wonder what kind of person the new chef is.”
Nanyi, who was chatting with Donald and Third Uncle, suddenly felt his nose itch and sneezed.
He did not expect that on his first day at the main factory, someone would already have designs on him.
She was also a widow.
Could it be that he was destined to be a widow?
Qin Huairu placed the leftover food from lunch and a steamed bun on the pot to heat it up.
It took less than five minutes to heat up the dishes and steamed buns.
She took out the steamed buns and vegetables.
"Awesome. Mom, you guys eat first."
He took his two daughters and stood by the stove, waiting for the grain buns to come out of the pot.
The three of them were having multi-grain steamed buns and corn porridge for dinner tonight.
With her salary, there was no need for her to eat such poor food.
She liked to store things. It was a habit.
This was a habit that he had developed since he was young.
When she was young, she lived in the countryside.
The crops in the fields were not guaranteed to be harvested in times of drought and flood.
It was possible that there would be a bumper harvest this year, but not next year.
Even when there was a lot of food at home, they were very frugal. It was impossible for them to go all out to produce it.
If there was a disaster, people would starve to death if they didn't have any food reserves.
She had been married to 49 City for many years.
This habit had never been lost.
As her son grew older, she became more and more thrifty.
A son needed a betrothal gift to marry a wife.
Especially in recent years, the three big pieces were still popular.
In the past, only one of the three main things for a wedding was enough.
Now, to be very complete, he had to have all three of them.
There was even an extra sound.
This was the so-called three turns and one echo.
The bicycle, sewing machine, and watch were all spinning.
As for the one who snapped his fingers, it was the radio.
These four items would cost a few hundred yuan.
She could support five people with her salary alone.
How long would it take to save a few hundred yuan?
How could he not save up?
However, no matter how frugal he was, he could not save on his only son's rations.
Although Qin Huiru was chatting with many men in the factory, she was actually a very traditional woman.
There was still a strong feudal ideology of valuing sons over daughters and raising children to prevent old age.
After all, a daughter who was married off was like spilled water. It was impossible for her to be by his side when she grew up.
Although Qin Huairu's usual behavior was very disgraceful, she had nothing to say about how well she treated her son.
It was just that she had forgotten, or rather, she was indeed inexperienced.
She did not know that there was a saying that spoiling a child was like killing a child.
Compared to letting his son eat well and wear well, it was better to educate him well.
Education was the foundation of a hundred years of cultivation.
"Mom, I also want to eat steamed buns.”Little Dang watched his brother munch on a steamed bun and eat the cabbage he brought from the canteen. He couldn't help but drool.
"Let's eat in a few days. Didn't you just eat last month? Why are you craving it now?"
Her heart ached when she heard her daughter say such words.
Sometimes, she wanted to harden her heart and buy 10 catties of flour.
At that time, everyone would be able to eat their fill.
This kind of thing could only be imagined.
"I've almost forgotten what the steamed bread tastes like. I only remember that it's a little sweet.”Little Dang put his dirty fingers in his mouth and bit his fingernails, tasting the salty taste of the dark mud under his fingernails.
It was as if this would fill her stomach.
Qin Huairu's eyes reddened, and she almost burst into tears.
She could only hug Xiao Dang and Huai Hua.
He was thinking about his bitter life.
Who asked her to lose her husband?
In the end, her tears did not fall.
As a woman, she could cry at this moment.
But as a mother, she couldn't.
Not only could he not cry, he had to continue smiling.
Children were very sensitive.
She could not reveal any negative emotions.
Another 20 minutes passed.
The multi-grain steamed buns were ready.
The corn gruel was also cooked.
"Little Dang, Huai Hua, let's eat cornbread. I added half a tael of flour to today's cornbread. It's softer than the previous cornbread. I also sifted the cornbread with a powder sieve. It's especially fine and won't get stuck in the throat.”
Qin Huairu took out two buns from the pot and gave them to Xiao Dang and Huai Hua, one for each of them.
"Why would a girl eat flour? It's a waste of food.”
Jia Zhangshi also took a piece of cornbread from the pot and dipped it into the remaining vegetable soup in the lunch box. However, she did not say anything good.
"They are still young. I was afraid that I would stab their throats and make them bleed, so I thought of adding half a tael of flour to make them softer.”
Qin Huairu explained.
"I think you're the one who's greedy. Girls aren't that delicate. You're not allowed to do so in the future.”
Jia Zhang-shi's mouth was stuffed with cornbread, but she still refused to shut her stinky mouth.
"I know, Mom. I won't do it again.”
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