D*mn It, Who Wants To Be With A Love Rival?

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The sun has been good these two days, and Lin Zhen no longer goes up the mountain to dig bamboo shoots, so he has a lot of free time.

Today he plans to pack up the child's clothes. The child's six sweaters and woolen pants, three sets of cotton underwear, diapers and socks, and the hat that Ji Congzhe finished a few days ago are all taken downstairs.

Ji Congzhe saw the small clothes in the footbath and suggested, "Why don't you just put it in the pot and cook it?"

Lin Zhen looked at it with disgust, "It's better to boil some water and put it in the basin for a bath. Put it in the pot and it feels too dirty. "

Ji Congzhe looked at his pretentious look and said scornfully, "I just need to clean the pot twice. It can still cook anyway." "

I mean, the pot is too dirty."

Ji Congzhe twitched the corner of his mouth, "Yes, yes, your child is the only one who is noble and noble."

Lin Zhen laughed, noncommittal.

Lin Zhen was worried that there were oil stars in the pot, so he had to use a copper pipe specially designed to boil water, so he spent time and effort to add water to the pot separately, and also filled the copper pipe with water. In this way, the pot would not be damaged even if it was heated. There is still hot water in the pipe.

After the copper pipe boiled, he hurriedly poured the water into the footbath and ironed the children's clothes. After ironing the children's clothes several times, he extinguished the firewood in the stove, took the footbath and went to the river to wash clothes.

Ji Congzhe saw that he had only washed a few clothes and knocked off half of the thick soap. He couldn't help complaining, "I've never seen you wash my clothes so carefully."

"No way, that's nonsense."

Lin Zhen put the small clothes on I rubbed it again and again, and checked it again after I finished rubbing it.

"Stop rubbing it, it's almost done. If you rub it any more, the wool will pill."

Lin Zhen then rinsed and washed the small clothes, and finally dried them under the eaves of the corridor.

They made money from the Spring Festival couplets at the last market, thinking that the town would be more lively on the 29th and 30th of the New Year, so they spent another 45 yuan to buy red paper and planned to sell two or three hundred Spring Festival couplets. The two of them can earn more than 200 yuan from selling Spring Festival couplets.

So during these few days, the young couple grabbed the scissors and cut on the table.

The man who invited Lin Zhen to a wedding banquet in town that day was from the next village, and it was just over an hour's walk away. So Lin Zhen went there early in the morning and didn't return home until seven or eight o'clock in the evening, still carrying a pack of things wrapped in oil paper.

He opened the bulging oil paper, and inside were small red and green crabs that looked like flour.

Ji Congzhe grabbed one and looked carefully to see that it was not flour, and the color was a little transparent.

"What the hell is this?"

Lin Zhen said, "The master gave me what was left in the kitchen today. They are shrimp crackers, but they have to be fried before they can be eaten."

"Oh, let's wait until New Year's Eve to fry them. "Okay." Ji Congzhe asked, "Did I give you the money?"

"Here, sixty-six." He took out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it to Ji Congzhe.