The cannon fodder female supporting role stirs up trouble in period literature

When she heard that they would also have work to do in the future, the smile on Grandma Zhou's face grew wider. "Sure, sure. As long as I am not idle, I can do anything."

As he was talking, Grandpa Zhou came in from outside, holding a big-bellied white porcelain teapot in one hand. As soon as he entered the yard, he said happily: "Those old guys, with their tea leaves, dare to compete with me to see whose tea is better? I poured them a bowl of tea, and they all drank it! As for that guy Lao Zhang, he even said he wanted to compete with me in tea drinking tomorrow. Bah, he really thought I didn't know that he just wanted to use my tea as an excuse, and I won't fall for it."

After saying that, he saw Hua Rendong smiling at him and exclaimed, "When did Erhua come back? I miss grandpa so much."

Grandma Zhou was not happy to hear that and spat on the ground, "What nonsense are you talking about? What's the point of saying death? It's unlucky to hear that. Erhua is coming back today, and even if you are going to die right away, you have to live one more day for me, so as not to let Erhua have a bad reputation."

Grandpa Zhou was so angry that he blew his beard, "Old woman, I'm telling you, I'm not deaf anymore, so you better be careful with your words."

Grandma Zhou sneered, "Is it okay if I don't pay attention? Do you regret having your ears healed? I've let you play dumb for so many years, and I've been the only one to bear the anger of the eldest brother's wife. This time, let me bear the anger too!"

Grandpa Zhou was speechless. He was not pretending to be deaf and dumb, right? He was really deaf before, but who would have thought that he would suddenly become deaf after being deaf for more than 20 years?

Alas, it is really a burden of happiness.

Hua Honeysuckle was amused by the bickering of the two old people. In the past, Grandpa Zhou couldn't hear and his words were choking. Grandma Zhou was often so angry that she jumped up and down, but he couldn't hear her when she scolded him back, which made her very angry. Now that Grandpa Zhou's hearing has improved, Grandma Zhou finally got the chance to vent her anger.

Grandpa Zhou poured himself a cup of tea from the teapot and sipped it in small sips, looking extremely cherished. "Don't think I don't know much about tea, but I can tell the difference between good and bad tea. How can those old guys have any good tea at home? They chase me every day to compete in tea-tea-tea-tea-tea. Do you really think I don't know that they just want to drink the good tea that Erhua gives me? I only pour a bowl of tea for each of them, and they just have a taste and it's gone. Those old guys are so greedy!"

After saying that, he proudly poured himself another cup, "Erhua, how much is this tea? It must be quite expensive, right?"

Hua Rendong glanced at the tea at the bottom of his tea bowl, knowing that he was reluctant to drink it, so he shook his head and said, "It's not expensive, it's all grown by myself."

Upon hearing this, Grandpa Zhou was obviously relieved. He poured the wine into the bowl seven-tenths full and drank it all in one gulp. He was so heroic.

Grandma Zhou was so angry that she slapped him on the back. "You believed Erhua when he said it was not expensive? Are you willing to drink the tea you grow yourself like this? A few days ago, that old wife Liu wanted me to buy her two taels of tea, and she gave me ten yuan for one tael. They are not stupid. If the tea is not worth this price, would she be willing to pay so much? In my opinion, ten yuan for one tael may be too low."

When Grandpa Zhou heard that it was ten yuan for one tael, his eyes widened. "What? Ten yuan for one tael? Did someone cheat you?"

Grandma Zhou snorted coldly, "She paid for our tea, it's not like she didn't pay, what can she lie to me about?"

Grandpa Zhou thought about it and agreed that this made sense, but he still said stubbornly, "What if you sell the tea to her and she reports us for speculation?"

Grandma Zhou rolled her eyes at him and said, "How can I be worse than you? I just didn't sell the tea to her!"

Hua Rendong thought to herself that after arriving in Beijing, the cheapest tea she bought was more than one hundred yuan per pound, and the tea she had given to Grandpa Zhou and Grandma Zhou at Taohuawan Brigade was the best of the best.

The old lady Liu gave ten yuan for every two taels of silver, which sounded quite generous, but it was obvious that she thought the old man didn't understand and wanted to take advantage of him.

She clearly remembered that when the goods were just started to be sold here, Old Liu's wife came to inquire about it several times. How could she not know how much a pound of tea cost?

So he said, "Grandma is right. Our tea is sold from person to person and never to individuals. We can't let people with ulterior motives take advantage of it."

Grandpa Zhou was originally thinking about the tea that cost ten yuan per ounce. It would be a pity for him to drink it. He might as well exchange the money for Erhua as a dowry. But when he heard what Hua Rendong said, he was immediately shocked. "Yes, we can't let the bad guys take advantage of us."

Grandma Zhou said unhappily, "How could I not know this? Otherwise, I would have agreed to sell the tea to her a long time ago. But you, old fellow, don't think I didn't see that you were tempted just now."

Grandpa Zhou smiled awkwardly but did not refute.

"Uncle, aunt, look what I got?"

Chef Luo came in happily from outside, holding two baskets in his hands, which were filled with fresh ingredients, including a lot of green leafy vegetables. In Beijing at the end of October, getting such a basket requires more than just money.

When Chef Luo saw the honeysuckle, he was obviously stunned. Then he looked at the ingredients in the basket and was no longer excited. "Oh, Erhua is back. If I had known, I would not have bought these vegetables."

Hua Rendong smiled, "I've been away for the past few days, and Uncle Luo has been taking care of the family. I'll make something delicious tonight, and I'd like to trouble Uncle Luo to prepare a few tables. Comrades, please come over for dinner."

Upon hearing this, Chef Luo's face turned red with excitement. "Okay, okay, comrades, are you all right? I've been worried about you these days."

Hua Honeysuckle nodded, "That's great. We have made a great contribution this time, and everyone's bonus will be tripled."

Chef Luo nodded happily. As for the triple bonus, although he was envious, he was not jealous at all. After all, it was all earned with his life. Although he had been working in logistics, he was very clear about these.

After all, before Hua Honeysuckle entered the department, there were no magical medicines and the casualty rate in the department had always been very serious. It was only because of Hua Honeysuckle's magical medicines that the comrades who went on missions in the department could come back alive.

With Grandma Zhou and Grandpa around, Hua Honeysuckle didn't dare to take things out of the space blatantly, for fear of scaring them.

But if we continue to live together in the future, we need to let them know a little about these things, but we still have to do it slowly.

While Grandma Zhou and Grandpa Zhou went back to the house to argue, Hua Rendong went to the front yard and quickly took out a slaughtered pig and a slaughtered sheep, as well as seafood and various ingredients from the space.

Nothing too expensive, but good enough for a gay dinner.

With so many ingredients, Chef Luo is the only one who has to work until who knows how long. Hua Rendong called him, and Xia Yu, who had just finished reporting his work to his superiors, was called over before he had time to go home.

He originally thought that Hua Rendong missed him but was not convenient to say it on the phone, so she asked him to come over. He felt happy for this, but he didn't expect that as soon as he entered the yard, Hua Rendong put an apron on him and pushed him into the kitchen.

Oh! What good things was he thinking? He was so happy for nothing.

Chef Luo said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, leader!"

"Don't work hard, serve the people!"

After saying that, Xia Yu was so angry that he laughed. So in her eyes, he was just a cook?

When he asked her what she wanted to talk to him about, she was mysterious and refused to tell him. Now even if he told her directly, what could he still do to refuse?