Quick Wear Dream Qiqi

After a while, Meng Qiqi felt that her stiff body had finally relaxed a little.

Her body felt a little warm, so she got up, sorted the things in the big backpack, and put the fifty kilograms of rice on the lower shelf of the cupboard.

Two packages of mung bean cakes, three cans of malted milk, eight pounds of brown sugar, and bulk soy sauce were placed on the upper shelf of the cupboard.

Six bars of soap, two pairs of shoes, and three pairs of gloves were placed in the drawer of the wardrobe.

The empty backpack was put back on top of the two suitcases.

Time turns.

Today, Meng Qiqi tied her hair into braids on both sides. After eating meat buns for breakfast, she started to arm herself with all her strength, put on gloves on her hands, and set off to the village square.

Now, the snow has almost melted and there is no snow to be seen in the village.

Only in some small corners of the houses there was still some snow.

However, the weather in spring was still a little chilly, so luckily she was wearing long-sleeved shirt and long pants.

Meng Qiqi was assigned the task of weeding in the fields by the team leader.

It seems that she will be weeding for the next few days.

After arriving at the allocated land, Meng Qiqi squatted down and began to slowly pull out the weeds one handful at a time.

Wet weeds in the spring ground are easy to pull.

However, the melted snow caused weeds to grow in the fields.

The dew on the weeds got on her clothes, making them a little damp.

This situation is not only happening to Meng Qiqi, but also to other people.

Meng Qiqi removed half an acre of weeds from the field in just one morning.

She only earned three work points for weeding the half-acre of land.

However, Meng Qiqi is a little slow compared to others.

After all, others can weed nearly an acre of land in just one morning.

After Meng Qiqi returned to the educated youth site, she washed her hands by the well in the courtyard.

After cleaning up the mud on his body, he went to the room to get some food and went to the kitchen to light a fire to cook.

In the morning, she just heated up two meat buns and ate them.

For lunch, she prepared hand-rolled noodles with flour.

Meng Qiqi first poured an appropriate amount of flour into the basin, then added a little water, stirred it evenly with her hands, and kneaded it into a dough.

Place the dough on the chopping board, roll it into thin sheets with a rolling pin, and then cut it into thin strips with a knife.

Then she lit the stove, boiled water, put the cut noodles into the pot and cooked them, adding a few small green vegetables.

Finally, Meng Qiqi took out the cooked noodles and green vegetables, put them in a bowl, added some seasonings, and a bowl of fragrant Yangchun noodles was ready.

Although the process is simple, for Meng Qiqi, who has been busy all morning, this simple meal of plain noodles is an extremely delicious lunch.

Meng Qiqi took the big bowl in her hand, went to the table in the courtyard, and began to eat the noodles slowly.

Sure enough, eating noodles made by yourself gives you a sense of accomplishment.

He picked up the noodles with chopsticks, blew on them, and put them into his mouth, slurping them.

At this time, Wang Zhaodi and Meng Zhuyu, who were cooking today, saw Meng Qiqi eating noodles slowly.

Meng Zhuyu looked down at the food in her hand again. It seemed that she would have to make watery porridge and rough yellow flour buns today.

Ugh!

People are more mad than people.

What's more, they are daughters of the same family, so how can there be such a big difference between them?

After Meng Zhuyu brought the food into the kitchen, she saw that Wang Zhaodi did not come in with her, so she looked back.

Wang Zhaodi went to Meng Qiqi again to try to show her presence, and Meng Zhuyu couldn't help but shook her head.

"Meng Qiqi! You said you eat white flour buns and thick porridge every day, and now you're eating plain noodles! Where do you get all that food?"

Halfway through her meal, Meng Qiqi heard Wang Zhaodi say this. She looked up at Wang Zhaodi and said coldly, "What do you care how I eat?"

"Just because you, Wang Zhaodi, don't have money to buy food doesn't mean I, Meng Qiqi, don't have money to buy food." Meng Qiqi added.

"You!": Wang Zhaodi was ridiculed by Meng Qiqi and was so angry that she couldn't speak.

"What do you mean? Go and cook quickly! Don't waste other people's time, and don't cry when the time comes." Meng Qiqi just finished speaking.

Wang Zhaodi, who was sitting opposite her, started crying.

After all, Meng Qiqi touched her pain point. Wang Zhaodi really didn't have much money, and she lived frugally every day, but still didn't get any good results.

Wang Zhaodi was pale and thin. She always went to work without having enough to eat, and she was always thinking about how to take advantage of others.

Meng Qiqi was annoyed by Wang Zhaodi's crying.

He quickly finished the remaining noodles in the bowl and got up to wash the dishes.

Wang Zhaodi cried for a while, and when she saw that Meng Qiqi no longer paid attention to her, she went to wash the dishes.

Wang Zhaodi felt that Meng Qiqi had no sympathy and did not even comfort her when she cried.

He wiped the tears from his face and went to the kitchen.

After all, what Meng Qiqi said seemed to be right. If you waste other people's time, you will indeed be scolded by them.

Meng Zhuyu was lighting a fire in the stove. When she saw Wang Zhaodi come in, she looked like she had been crying, but she didn't ask Wang Zhaodi what was wrong.

When she thought about it carefully, she realized that it was just a scolding from Meng Qiqi.

Wang Zhaodi couldn't argue with Meng Qi, so she asked for trouble and had her self-esteem hurt by Meng Qiqi.

Wang Zhaodi was jealous of Meng Qiqi's good food, but she was also jealous of Meng Qiqi.

Especially her gorgeous and beautiful face.

Meng Zhuyu raised her hand and touched her rough face. She had only been in the Hongguang Brigade for half a year.

Her face was a level worse than before, at least her face was still white before.

But now her face is yellow and rough, and she doesn't even want to look in the mirror.

She envied Meng Qiqi's delicate and rosy cheeks, but she didn't have any extra money to buy vanishing cream.

You can only use slightly cheaper clam cream or clam oil.

Meng Zhuyu thought that Meng Qiqi was able to maintain her delicate skin because she used expensive vanishing cream.

Every day she could see Meng Qiqi scooping out most of the vanishing cream and smearing it on her face and hands.

The problem is that Meng Qiqi didn't even let go of the neck, and she wanted to grab it and use it on her face.

However, she had seen Meng Qiqi use clam cream, but Meng Qiqi used it to apply on her feet.

Meng Zhuyu was even more furious, and she applied the clam cream on her face very carefully.

But Meng Qiqi used it to wipe her feet luxuriously, as if her face was stepped on under the soles of her feet.

Thinking of this, Meng Zhuyu became even more jealous of Meng Qiqi. Meng Qiqi's money came from her mother Liu Laidi.

Meng Qiqi spent the money lavishly.

However, when Meng Qiqi has spent all her money, she will end up like her and can only use cheap clam paste from now on.

The delicate and rosy cheeks will become as yellow and rough as hers.

As she thought about it, Meng Zhuyu laughed out loud.

Wang Zhaodi, who was standing next to her, was suddenly frightened by Meng Zhuyu's strange laughter.

"Meng Zhuyu, what are you daydreaming about? You look so proud." Wang Zhaodi said to give herself courage.

Meng Zhuyu was somewhat stimulated by what Wang Zhaodi said.

Her face suddenly twisted, because what just happened was indeed Meng Zhuyu's fantasy.

Meng Zhuyu was indeed daydreaming, but she retorted to Wang Zhaodi, "It's better than crying all the time."

"Who are you talking about?"

Meng Zhuyu ignored Wang Zhaodi's anger, as she was not as strong as Wang Zhaodi.

If she fights with Wang Zhaodi, she will not gain any advantage, but will instead end up in a mess, which will be a pleasure for others to watch.

Especially when Meng Qiqi saw her having fun, she didn't want to do it anymore.