Ma Taohong's heart was shocked and she stopped joking: "You are right, I will never despise life again. No one's life is despicable, not mine, nor other people's. We are all the same, we are all the same."

It was achieved through the hard work of the martyrs with their blood and sweat.”

Yuzhi nodded: "It's good if you think so. If you value yourself, people will value you."

Ma Taohong's nose felt sour. No one had ever told her that she should value herself, even if it was her mother who loved her the most after she passed away.

When my mother was alive, she always loved to tell her that when you marry a chicken, follow the chicken, marry a dog, follow the dog. This is a woman's fate, and she must learn to accept her fate.

But she didn't want to admit it.

Yuzhi looked at the vast white snow and said softly: "There are many things in the world and many choices. No one can take care of them all."

"What you can do is choose what you want most, what you think is most important, and then work hard for it."

"Whether you are rich or poor, whether you are going through smooth times or rough times, people will never stop giving you advice and discussions."

"You can't stop it, you can't change it, you can only face it calmly."

"When one day you are so strong that you are fearless, you will find that all those criticisms and belittlings will turn into praises."

"The accusations that you are afraid of, avoid, and cannot face are actually just nonsense made by others to make you feel happy. They will not cause any harm to you."

"Do you think my Da Zhuang is like this? Everyone used to say that he was a bully and a gangster who would never end well."

"What about now?"

What had been bothering Ma Taohong suddenly became clear.

He looked at the elm branch excitedly, and suddenly there was light in his gray eyes.

Yuzhi patted his clothes and stood up with Sang Dazhuang's strength: "Goodbye."

Sang Dazhuang picked up the elm branch and walked up the mountain. Their world had not yet begun.

It wasn't until the two of them walked away that Ma Taohong came back to her senses and shouted at their backs: "Can I follow you to do things? I can do anything. I heard that you are recruiting people, can I?"

Yuzhi lay on Sang Dazhuang's shoulder and said: "We don't accept people who can't even handle their own private lives. It's troublesome."

Ma Taohong paused and made up her mind: "I will handle it well, I will definitely handle it well."

Yuzhi didn't reply again, and never paid attention to Ma Taohong again.

The young couple played in the secret base for most of the day and went home after the sun set.

We are going to treat guests tomorrow, and the master chef who is here to help with the cooking has already arrived with his helpers. Some things need to be prepared in advance, so usually you have to arrive at the host's house one day in advance to prepare the banquet.

Yuzhi didn't want Wang Xinfeng to work too hard, so after discussing it with his family, he decided to give the chef more money, and they would arrange everything from labor to food.

Lao Sang's family helped borrow some tables, chairs, benches, and bowls and chopsticks from the village, so they didn't have to intervene in the whole process, which made it easier.

A great chef is naturally happy, as he can earn more by doing this than by simply cooking.

The whole family, young and old, can help together and save even more.

There was already a lot of activity in the yard, and Lao Sang's family was watching the fun.

The whole family, young and old, came together to make the banquet. There were seven or eight people there, which was enough, so the Sang family didn't need to do anything.

Sang Dazhuang saw that the food prepared by the cook was not much, so he simply asked the mulberries and mulberry leaves to go hunting in the mountains and bring back some meat.

After hearing this, Mr. Sang and Daddy Sang also wanted to join in the fun.

So five people from four generations, including grandparents, set out to climb the mountain together.

It's not that I'm helping the chef deliberately save money on this, it's mainly because food is in short supply nowadays and I can't even buy it.

We have prepared chicken, duck and fish, which is quite generous, but the quantity is not large and we cannot serve whole chicken, duck and fish for every table.

Common vegetarian vegetables such as cabbage, radish and potatoes will occupy the main place, which is contrary to the Lao Sang family's habit of eating meat, so I want to get more meat.

Wang Xinfeng cursed. It was almost dark and he went up the mountain. Why did he go there so early?

Yuzhi smiled and took Wang Xinfeng's arm and said: "Mom, I see that the types of things are a bit monotonous. Let's go ask Brother Li if there are any unsold mountain goods and add some so that everyone can have more.

taste."

The chef next to me turned red and ashamed after hearing this.

The old master's name was Luo Yiguo. He was about fifty years old. He was tall and had a big frame, but he was very thin, as if he only had a layer of skin wrapped around his bones.

Bald head, full of wrinkles.

He should have some imposing looks, but he always makes people feel stupid.

Lao Sang's family said that they had few things and had to buy them themselves, so he felt that it would be a shame to take some money.

According to the previous banquet specifications, the few things he prepared were indeed lacking.

The old man felt guilty and uneasy, and said with a red face: "My master, I didn't do this well. I won't accept the money for the ingredients. What I brought here is an apology to the master, and I will also pay for the banquet."

Beat..."

I wanted to get a discount, but I didn't know what the appropriate discount was, so I was stuck for a while.

Everyone in the Luo family, old and young, felt their hearts bleed when they heard Luo Yiguo say that not only would they not charge for the ingredients, but they would also have to give them a discount. They had suffered a huge loss this time.

I was very happy to have a business at first, but ended up losing all my money and losing my energy to work.

But Luo Yiguo looks silly outside, but at home, he is a man of his word. No one dares to refute his words.

They just muttered in discomfort and did not speak.

Yuzhi smiled and said: "Uncle Luo misunderstood, we didn't resent the small amount of things you prepared, you prepared it very carefully, we are very satisfied, thank you for your hard work. We will not give you less for your wages, and we must pay for the ingredients.

It’s as much as it should be, and there’s no reason why you should suffer any loss.”

"It's our own intention to prepare extra things. You don't have to worry about it. We just need to work harder and work harder."

"We will also pay corresponding wages for excess labor, and we will definitely not let you suffer a loss."

Luo Yiguo's daughter-in-law, Mrs. Duan, was afraid that the old man in the family would get angry and refuse money, so she hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's okay. Cooking is our job. It's not hard work, nor is it money."

"Can you please not blame us for not being able to put the things we prepared on the table? We are already very grateful."

"I'm not afraid of your jokes. The banquet at Niu's house a few days ago was the first order we've received in more than ten years."

"You think highly of us and continue to take care of our business. Our whole family is very grateful."

"It's just that we don't have the ability to buy anything good."

"It's also our fault that we were too conceited at the beginning and didn't think of this. We boasted about taking over the job in Haikou, but it caused you trouble."

"You are all good people. Don't blame us. We are already very grateful. We will definitely prepare a good banquet, so the host can rest assured."

Yuzhi agreed without much argument.

Everyone in the old Luo family was also happy. Fortunately, there was no blood loss.

Luo Yiguo understood what his family members were thinking. Even if he thought it was wrong, he didn't say anything. It was all because of poverty.

Wang Xinfeng was reluctant to let Yuzhi go to Li Gan to ask about the ingredients. When he saw a mulberry leaf slug boy running outside, he asked the little guy to help him run away and asked Li Gan to come over.

Li Gan came quickly and said he had the goods, so he turned around and went to Zhao Qiang Shouhou to get the goods.

It was around nine o'clock in the evening, and it was completely dark. Every household had closed its doors and was warming up on the kang.

Four generations of ancestors and grandchildren who went up the mountain finally came back.

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