Rebirth cannon fodder rural daughter-in-law

Zhang Guilan washed the sheets and quilts and only dried them today. After folding them, she placed them directly on the bed in the east room. Whether to use them or not is up to Milan and has nothing to do with her.

The soybeans at home had little sprouts, so they could only be fried and eaten. Zhang Guilan went downstairs again, bought a piece of meat at the door of the courtyard and carried it upstairs. If she hadn't been able to make money now, she would have really

I don't dare to buy meat casually. How can I eat this meat every day? With Luo Jijun's salary of thirty-five yuan a month, he can buy thirty kilograms of meat, cut the meat into shreds, and cover it with salt.

I also washed out the rice I had eaten at night and soaked it before entering the house.

There were five hundred yuan in her card and more than one hundred yuan in her pocket. When she went to the village today, she saw two bags of mung beans at Liu Xiaolan's house. Zhang Guilan planned to go to the city tomorrow to buy materials and give Liu Xiaolan green beans.

Money, it seems I have to withdraw one hundred yuan.

After a simple calculation, Zhang Guilan took the time to dig out all her old clothes. Except for red, they were floral, and they were all decorated with small collars that were buttoned in the front. She took out scissors and clothes from the cabinet.

With a ruler, Zhang Guilan measured her body measurements before measuring her clothes. These clothes were not only old-fashioned in style, but also larger than Zhang Guilan's. She could wear them by just tightening her waist.

When Zhang Guilan changed her clothes, she also made a simple change in appearance. The floral cloth clothes were changed into a small stand-up square collar. The collar was not high but just enough to expose a piece of her neck. Half-hidden and half-exposed always makes people feel uncomfortable.

I couldn't help but look at it. The waist was tightened a little, and the hem of the clothes looked a little like lotus leaves. In this way, an old and out-of-date master's uniform changed its look.

On another bright red cotton top, Zhang Guilan directly removed the two sleeves, sewed the front button areas together, nailed a few fake buttons, cut a slit from the side, and made a few buttonholes.

Made into a vest.

Paired with a thin black sweater on the inside and a red vest on the outside, although it is a bit brighter, it also adds more vitality.

When Zhang Guilan was halfway sewing, she saw that it was getting late, so she cooked the rice. The dinner dish was stir-fried with the meat and sauerkraut bought in the afternoon. Zhang Guilan also specially added sugar and acid to the dried chili she bought, and poured it on top.

The oil is boiling, and the aroma fills the room. The chili sauce made in this way is delicious when dipped in steamed buns, and it is even better when smeared on vegetables.

At this time, all the light bulbs used in the house were 100-watt ones, which were not very bright. Zhang Guilan put away the half-changed clothes and just put the table on the table when she heard the door open and it was Milan who came in.

Milan expected that Zhang Guilan would be surprised, and even said with some pride and provocation, "Jijun went to see me off when I left in the morning and gave me the key to the house."

I have to say that after hearing this, Zhang Guilan became very angry and said, "So what if I give you the house? After all, I am his wife."

Milan's smile froze, and he hummed, taking off his shoes and entering the house, "What's the use of occupying people? It's not painful to get people who don't have their hearts."

"What's for dinner? Xiangwu had braised pork in the canteen of the work unit. It's really a good work unit. There are two meals of meat and one fish meal a week, which is unmatched by other units. There's nothing to do. I just read the newspaper in the office every day." Milan looked like a woman.

The host sat down at the table.

Only then did Zhang Guilan realize that the clothes she was wearing had changed. She was wearing a gray khaki Lenin suit, and now she had the smell of a woman working in an office. She changed her appearance in just one day, and her temperament also changed naturally.

Even people with good looks are more and more eye-catching.

Zhang Guilan is secretly secretly jealous. No wonder she was so miserable in her last life. It took her two lives to catch up with Milan. This shows how stupid and stupid she was in her last life. She deserved to end up like that. It was because she failed to live up to her expectations.

Seeing Zhang Guilan looking at her, Milan pulled on her clothes and asked with a smile, "Does it look good? Aunt Yang took me to buy it on the street today. Such clothes are popular now."

With two braids in front of her body, the Milanese look like a delicate flower.

"It looks good." Zhang Guilan admitted without hesitation.

She still had foresight on this point.

In the past, she only wanted to lose weight and get Luo Jijun's attention. She tried for a while, but she couldn't get Luo Jijun's attention. Especially since the fat on her body had rebounded in the past few days, Zhang Guilan simply stopped losing weight and let nature take its course.

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"Guilan, I'm not telling you. You've gained weight these days. You have to be careful. You already have a body that makes you fat even if you drink cold water. If you continue to eat like this, you don't know what you will become." Milan said like an elder.

He said in an old-fashioned voice, "If you don't think about yourself, you also have to think about your successor. It's a matter of honor to take your wife out. Then he won't be able to hold his head up in front of his own soldiers. How bad it is."

"What's wrong?" Luo Jijun opened the door and walked in.

Milan was shocked and regretted that he didn't pay attention to whether the door was closed when he came in.

Just as he was about to speak, Zhang Guilan took over the words with a smile, "Milan said that I am fat and will embarrass you."

"No, I just want Guilan to lose weight." Milan explained.

Luo Jijun glanced at Zhang Guilan and saw her smiling, "This is good. If you are too thin, you will easily get sick."

Zhang Guilan entered the kitchen and said, "Go wash your hands and eat."

Luo Jijun didn't respond, but went to the bathroom. Milan bit her lip. She didn't expect Zhang Guilan to say it directly like this. Jijun was not satisfied at all, making it look like she was provoking trouble.

The food was laid out, and the chili sauce suited Luo Jijun's taste. Halfway through the meal, he was sweating profusely, so he took off his outer military uniform and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt.

Milan also thought it was delicious, "Guilan, this chili sauce is so delicious. You can decorate it for me tomorrow and I will bring it to Aunt Yang to try."

"Aunt Yang is old, can she eat spicy food?" Zhang Guilan asked, not giving Milan a chance to say more. "I'm going to the city tomorrow too. If I have time some other time, I'll teach you how to do it. Once you learn it, you can do it yourself."

Wouldn’t it make your heart more sincere if you do it?”

"Yes, you are very thoughtful." Milan smiled reluctantly.

Luo Jijun was already filling his second bowl of rice and said in his usual cold tone, "Are you going to the city tomorrow?"

"Yeah, don't I make a small living? I'll go to the city tomorrow to buy some materials."

"Do you want to make mung bean cake?" Milan looked disapproving, "Guilan, business is done by people with small capitalist ideas. You'd better find a serious job, just like my job, where you just stay in the office every day.

, the wind cannot blow it, and the rain cannot catch it.”

Milan's words made Luo Jijun frown, and he felt faintly guilty in his heart. He always felt sorry for Milan and tried to make up for it wherever he could, but he never thought about his wife.

Zhang Guilan didn't take it seriously, "I think it's good to run a small business. It's free and easy, and no one is looking after me. Even if I earn my own hard-earned money, who dares to say that I am a capitalist? It's not something that was robbed or stolen."

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Milan sneered in his heart. Sure enough, he was uneducated. He only made things that poor people who couldn't afford to make a living made. He secretly glanced at Luo Jijun next to him and saw that he was eating silently with his head down. He felt proud. I guess Jijun didn't like it either.

?Look how proud she is.

After dinner, as soon as he returned to the West Room, Luo Jijun talked to Zhang Guilan.

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