After awakening the space, I married the cold-faced handsome guy

The two chatted and laughed along the way, and called Zhang Meng halfway. When they arrived at their destination, wow, there were quite a few people there.

Most of them were children at home, a few young girls and wives, and a few educated youth in between. It was quite lively.

Ming Yueshu: It was her work progress that slowed down the two of them!

Oh no, Liu Xinyue is here too, what bad luck!

"Yueshu, come here quickly." The leaves here look nice, and it seems to be a place that has not been discovered by anyone. Yang Lingxia quickly called Ming Yueshu over.

"Hey, here we come."

The two of them moved quickly and picked the required amount, especially Mingyueshu, who picked just as much as they wanted.

Just as the three of them were leaving, a voice came from behind them.

"Ming Yueshu, you ruined someone else's clothes. Don't you know how to compensate for it yourself? Do you have to be asked by others to do so?"

The person who spoke was none other than Liu Xinyue. After the last incident, Qin Xiaoyan had reminded her many times, both explicitly and implicitly, about the ruined clothes. She was not stupid, so how could she not hear it? After knowing that the other party said that the shirt was worth thirty yuan, she felt that it was one thing for the other party to ask for an exorbitant price, but if she was asked to pay for the bitch Mingyueshu, it would be more painful than killing her, and she hadn't even avenged herself.

She knew her own situation very well. It was absolutely impossible for her family to send her money. The remaining money was the foundation of her livelihood, and she was reluctant to give it away.

Having said that, no matter what the reason was, Qin Xiaoyan had to take care of it since her shirt was ruined, because the other party was trying to help her.

"Oh, you are ugly, but you have beautiful thoughts. You asked me to compensate the clothes for those who helped my enemy. I think you must have been kicked in the head by a donkey."

After saying that, he pulled the two people away, one on the left and one on the right.

No matter the shouting from behind.

He returned to the educated youth site, picked up the defective cloth, and went to Yang Lingxia's house again to exchange it for what he wanted.

When I returned to the educated youth site again, almost all the educated youth had returned.

It seems that everyone is busy.

Ming Yueshu returned to her room and had just washed her face and feet with the water she had used to soak glutinous rice in the morning when she saw Zhang Meng lift the door curtain and say, "Yueshu, we need to boil some bamboo leaves. Would you like me to bring some for you so you don't have to do it all over again?"

Anyway, the pot is very big, and Mingyueshu’s is not much different, it’s just a matter of convenience.

"That's great. I won't be polite." Mingyueshu handed a bundle of bamboo leaves she had picked to Zhang Meng.

"How much do you plan to buy?" Zhang Meng knew that the other party had picked a lot, but she didn't expect it to be so many. It was almost as much as the dozen or so of them.

"I'm thinking of sending some to my relatives." Mingyueshu said casually.

She did want to send something to her godmother, but not rice dumplings. She would wait until she had something else.

Thinking so, Mingyueshu's hands were not idle at all. After lighting the fire, Mingyueshu took out a few pieces of coal she had collected from home and threw them into the iron stove. Alas, she couldn't use this thing openly without a clear path.

Half an hour later, the steamed red beans and mung beans cooled down, and Mingyue started to cook dinner for tonight. By the time she was done, it was already dark.

Mingyueshu brought the burning stove into the house. Thinking that cooking in the house would produce a strong smell in the future, she simply pulled a curtain to separate the bedroom and the kitchen.

Soon, Mingyueshu steamed a large amount of rice. After taking out a bowl, she put the rest into the space as usual. She didn't plan to cook any other dishes to make rice dumplings tonight. The braised pork was too eye-catching, but she was really hungry, so she had to take out a portion of braised pork and eat it with rice.

Smelling the rich aroma of rice, Mingyueshu sat alone on a stool, with popular songs playing on the radio, of course with the volume turned down to the lowest. She had a very pleasant meal.

Now she is a little addicted to this kind of rich and free life.

From childhood to adulthood, she had to work very hard and read people's faces all the time to survive, and she had to use all kinds of tricks to get the same rights and interests as other people. Now that these shackles have suddenly fallen off, she only feels incoherent relief. Even when she goes to work every day, she is in a good mood.