Auntie Wu brought Wang Lin to the supply and marketing cooperative to talk to her father.
Zhao Aimin was also thinking about marriage.
Just give them some in the courtyard.
It was fine as long as it could be seen.
He had to take care of the outside world.
A colleague from the factory.
A relative of the bride.
He had the conditions.
She couldn't let him suffer.
He also had to maintain a good relationship with the factory.
It was the big day of their wedding.
He had to be happy for once.
He was alone at home.
There was no need to talk to anyone.
He just had to look at it.
"A betrothal gift?"
"Give me some white flour. Chicken, duck, fish, and meat must not be lacking.”
"Otherwise, the future will not be prosperous.”
"More sugar, canned food…"
Three turns and one ring.
This was the trend in this era.
But who could afford it?
It was already good enough to have one.
He had already bought a car.
There was no rush for other things.
Moreover…
He didn't have any tickets with him.
He looked at the items in the warehouse.
There were also a few fruits.
He might as well take it out as a betrothal gift.
The betrothal gift was decided.
Zhao Aimin glanced at his house.
Except for the newly bought bicycle.
She really couldn't stand watching this family.
"This house needs to be cleaned up.”
In this way, he could calculate.
There were indeed many things.
She looked at the leftovers on the table.
Zhao Aimin carried them out of the door.
Little Dang was squatting on the ground in the yard, picking up things.
He picked up some and stuffed them into his mouth.
Her grandmother was sitting at the door.
He stared at Zhao Aimin.
Zhao Aimin walked out.
Little Dang stood up.
She shouted in a childish voice.
"Uncle Zhao."
He looked at the child in front of him.
Her hair was a mess.
She didn't know how long it had been since she washed her face.
There was no flesh on her face.
Zhao Aimin's heart ached.
"Little Dang, follow Uncle Zhao."
Little Dang glanced at Grandma.
She ignored him.
She shook her little butt and followed Zhao Aimin.
He led her out of the courtyard.
Zhao Aimin squatted in front of her.
Little Dang saw the meat in his hand at a glance.
"Uncle Zhao, meaty ~~"
Little Dang was drooling.
His eyes lit up.
Zhao Aimin put down the plate.
He found an unfinished drumstick from inside.
"Open your mouth wide, ah ~"
"Ah ~~"
Little Dang opened his mouth wide.
Zhao Aimin put the meat into her mouth.
His mouth was full of chicken.
Little Dang ate happily.
"Here, take it."
Little Dang took the drumstick.
He ate it bit by bit.
"Uncle Zhao will give you a drumstick."
"You can't tell anyone."
"Do you understand?"
"Yes, yes ~~"
Little Dang was very satisfied with the drumstick.
Until now.
This was the first time he ate meat like this.
He was extremely satisfied.
Usually, they could only eat some meat scraps.
It was only during the New Year that they could eat steamed buns dipped in meat soup.
He watched as the little girl ate to her heart's content.
Zhao Aimin gave her another pork trotter.
After giving it to her, she put it away.
Little Dang licked the oil on his fingers.
He looked like he still wanted to eat.
"Be good, you can't eat too much meat at once.”
"Otherwise, my stomach will feel uncomfortable."
"Also, you can't learn from your brother and grandmother.”
"Someone gave it to you."
"Only you can eat it."
"If I don't give it to you, you'll be stealing it.”
"Little Dang, if you steal something…"
"Uncle Zhao won't give you any meat to eat."
"Understood, Uncle Zhao."
"Little Dang would never steal."
The little fellow nodded.
She looked obedient.
These words were spoken clearly.
He also had a good brain.
This child.
He might not be as smart as Daren.
He ruffled her hair.
Zhao Aimin looked upset.
This child did nothing wrong.
However, she had to be with such a family.
Otherwise, reincarnation was a skill.
No matter which child it was.
He met that old woman from Jia Zhangshi.
None of them had a good ending.
However, this old thing favored boys over girls.
He didn't care about Xiao Dang and Huai Hua at all.
In the end, both of them became self-absorbed.
This was how it was.
Every household had to calculate.
Secondly, he listened to people nagging every day.
Jia Zhang-shi took her to the ditch.
Little Dang was still immature.
Huai Hua was a baby.
He had to set up the correct three views for them in advance.
Listen to your teacher more.
Don't listen to his grandmother and brother.
When the time came, he would probably be cleaning up the snow in front of his own door.
He didn't care about the frost on other people's roof.
However, could this work?
Zhao Aimin said casually.
This little one was eaten like meat.
He didn't expect anything in return.
People always had to accumulate virtue for themselves.
He was happy.
This was nothing.
He had helped.
He just wanted a reward.
This was troublesome.
Not only did it not end well.
He still had to be blamed.
"Alright, let's hurry back."
He wiped Little Dang's glib mouth.
Zhao Aimin then knocked on the door of a house with a plate.
"Who is it?"
"I love the people."
"Aimin is here."
"The door isn't locked."
"Just come in yourself."
He opened the door.
Big Li, who was crippled, was busy sticking things together.
He saw Zhao Aimin smiling uncomfortably.
"Aimin, find a place to sit."
"The work in my hands."
"I can't stop."
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