Xie Tingyu gave his wife a basin of water and wiped her face and hands.
Zhang Hongying looked at the couple from the side, couldn't help covering her mouth with a smile, and turned her head away.
Although her man treats him very well and pays monthly salary on time, there is no such gentleness as Xie Tingyu. The young couple lived their lives like honey, which made her feel embarrassed.
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Xu Maofang took the seasonings "Shun" from home to Zhou Dongmei and gave it to Zhou Dongmei.
She came to the door of Zhou's house, did not go in, just knocked on the door.
Xu Maofang's former wife, Zhou's wife, opened the door and glanced at it, "Oh, Mrs. Xu is free to come to Zhou
's house ?" In the huge courtyard, there were three families living in one row. There were a total of more than 20 people in the Zhou family, all crowded in these four rooms.
It used to be Xu Maofang’s nightmare. Before I walked in, I could hear the noise. The husband of the east family slapped his daughter-in-law in the mouth, and the mother-in-law of the west family was teaching her son. The child’s crying voice was annoying. Annoying.
After Zhou Dongmei came to Zhou's family, she still wanted a separate room. After recognizing the reality of Zhou's family, she pinched her nose and squeezed into a room with several other girls in Zhou's family.
Xu Maofang gave the seasoning to her daughter.
Zhou Dongmei was surprised with this packet of seasoning.
Xu Maofang said: "Take it to test what's in it. That dead Nizi used it to pickle the bacon. This month she at least earned this number..."
She stretched out a slap.
For five hundred yuan, Zhou Dongmei's heart throbbed, and it tightened. If there were five hundred yuan...no, fifty yuan, she wouldn't have to live in such a terrible environment.
Zhou Dongmei took the spices, and Xu Maofang took her daughter to an experienced TCM doctor in the pharmacy to argue the taste.
The old Chinese doctor sorted out a few spices, took out the rest and tasted, he shook his head.
"There are several grated, fried and cooked, too mixed, I can't recognize it."
Zhou Dongmei was a little lost.
Xu Maofang accepted the spices and cursed a few words: "This dead Nizi is still guarding against others! Don't be afraid of Dongmei, there is mom."
After a few days, Xu Maofang got a big bag of spices and gave it to The daughter sent it over.
Xu Maofang said cheerfully: "Although use it, mom will give it to you when it's used up." Zhou Dongmei
didn't ask her mother how she got it, she thanked her sweetly.
With spices, Zhou Dongmei can make sausages much easier. She took out all the five dollars she got from her mother for living expenses, bought casings and pork, and spent a whole day making 20 catties of sausages.
The Zhou family hadn't eaten meat for a few days, and drooled while watching the pork drying in the yard.
Zhou Dongmei is also well aware of Zhou's family's greedy nature for petty and cheap. She picked the sausages when she went to school and took them to the school dormitory to dry. After a full week, she secretly sold the sausage.
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