When he came out again, Shang Zhenqing nodded to Ke Baijia, "You can come here to use the stove, but I have something to tell you in advance."

Shang Zhenqing looked outside and walked two steps closer to Ke Baijia. The two were at most half a meter away, which was suitable for "whispering".

Looking at the man who was so close to him, Ke Baijia suddenly realized that when he looked at people, he felt an inexplicable sense of shock. At least she felt that she could not move now.

"You, what are you going to say?" Ke Baijia felt that her throat suddenly became a little dry.

"But the mistress of this house broke one's hand, and she would hold a photo of a man in a daze or cry in the yard because she was stimulated. Don't be afraid when you see it."

It turned out that he was telling me about this, Ke Baijia nodded; "I know, I'm very happy that I'm willing to lend my yard, I won't be afraid."

After agreeing to this matter, the two left the yard separately.

Ke Baijia went to work, and Shang Zhenqing went to the union and threw the fat intestines from the big lunch box to Officer Zhai.

Officer Zhai's nose moved: "Oh, is this... fat intestine?"

He didn't care about being in the office. As soon as he opened the lunch box, the fat intestines with oily aroma came into his eyes. The color was caramel-colored, and the skin had a crispy and crispyness. He couldn't help but pinch a piece and threw it into his mouth.

Ouch hey, spicy, fragrant, crispy, thick, rich and diverse taste.

He pinched another piece and chewed it. This time he didn't swallow it in a few bites like the previous piece. Instead, he slowly tasted it, hissed and inhale it, then covered the lid, wrapped it up, and walked out with his hands on it.

He was about to tell Shang Zhenqing that he would come back soon. When he saw that Shang Zhenqing had some steamed buns from him that he didn't know where he got, he put the fat intestines in and ate them.

"Oh, I can't eat it, I can't eat it." Director Zhai left with his head shaking.

Shang Zhenqing originally wanted to keep it for dinner, and it has only been more than two hours since he had lunch...

Forget it, just eat it. It’s troublesome to keep it until the night to heat it up.

He found himself the perfect excuse.

Xiaoyuer's house

He went to the stove and saw half a bowl of fat intestines. Uncle Shang left behind and said that he could eat with his mother and sister.

The young fish, who was in a teenage mind, secretly ate a piece. The smell of full impact made his face flush instantly, half because of being spicy and half because of inexplicable satisfaction.

This thing is so delicious, no matter how you can't tell it is the smelly and fatty intestines that were used to wash.

The little fish tasted it casually and waited for my sister to come back in the evening. The family only enjoyed a coarse grain steamed bun with fat intestines and boiled water from home.

"Uncle Shang said that the friends he brought will come to use our stove in the future. He will give us five kilograms of grain every month. Sister, with so much more grain, we will be able to eat every meal in the future. Uncle Shang had already told us that he would come every few days and every few days to give us five kilograms. Now there is a 10 kilogram, which is really too much."

Xiujuan frowned: "Brother Shang said he wanted to exchange five kilograms of grain for his small cooking here because he insisted on giving the five kilograms of grain. He said he would not dare to come, but we collected it. Brother Shang helped us. He is our benefactor and can't take more of it. Xiaoyuer. When Brother Shang came back, you said not to give more, that's enough."

Xiaoyuer said oh and said sorry to her sister.

How could Xiujuan not know that Xiao Yuer was like this? It was not his fault, but he was still young and didn’t know what the help Shang Zhenqing gave to his family. It was because his family was too poor that he did not refuse the food at all.

After patiently saying a few more words to my brother, Xiao Yuer figured it out.

When the two of them wanted to pick up food, they found that their fat intestines were gone.

When I turned around, my mother held her fat intestine and stuffed her father's photo: "It's very delicious. Dad, you eat it too. You haven't eaten it before. Every time I fool us, the meat is not delicious, the meat is delicious."

There were a few fat intestines falling on the ground, which she couldn't see.

Xiujuan turned her face away and swallowed her sobs.

You can't cry, life will always get better.
Chapter completed!