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Rong Hui pursed his lips, he looked at Shen Jiarou firmly, and said, "Jiarou, Uncle Hui, I know that this matter has hurt you a lot, now that I speak out, I don't ask you to forgive me, because after they pulled out the tea tree I was also aware of it.”

Shen Jiarou can understand Rong Hui's suffering, and he probably thought about it for a long time to tell him the truth this time, she smiled and said, "I know, you are troubled."

Rong Hui heaved a sigh of relief, if it was Duan Chengyu and Mrs. Duan, they would definitely blame him and accuse him of not speaking up sooner!It's not worth calling him shit!However, Shen Jiarou just laughed it off. Such a woman is open-minded, tolerant and magnanimous. She can understand other people's difficulties. She always has a heart of gratitude for what others do for her, and she will not be harsh. More but take it for granted.

People have difficulties in this world, and being able to help others in their own difficulties is already precious. Shen Jiarou only thought that it was good for Ronghui to tell the truth at this time, and gave her a hole card to let She has a chance to finally defeat Mrs. Duan.She looked at Rong Hui and said, "Uncle Hui, thank you, you can be regarded as a solution to my dilemma."

"What would you do?"

"This..." Shen Jiarou thought for a while, "You asked Aunt Pan to invite me here, of course I have to accept your favor."

"I will repay your kindness." Rong Hui has lived to this age, and after careful calculation, there are not many people who are in debt, except for Mrs. Duan, that is Shen Jiarou.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone what you said to me, and it's not like Mrs. Duan won't step down at all, but Mrs. Duan's younger brother may have to take the responsibility." Shen Jiarou calmed down and thought, Rong Hui deliberately picked out Mrs. Duan's younger brother. I'm afraid he has long been dissatisfied with this idle brother. Rong Hui's original intention of saying this may be to borrow Shen Jiarou's hand to get rid of this scourge.Shen Jiarou looked at Rong Hui, "You know about this matter, I know God and the world knows it, don't worry."

"Of course I don't worry about you, otherwise, I wouldn't take this trip."

Based on Shen Jiarou's understanding of Ronghui, he is very loyal to Mrs. Duan, but he has not forgotten the most basic right and wrong. She has been in love with Ronghui for three years of marriage, and once wanted to reach a good mother-in-law and daughter-in-law through him and Mrs. Duan As for the relationship, he pointed out that Mrs. Duan's younger brother, a wicked ghost, is also for Mrs. Duan's good in the long run. To mess around with such a younger brother is to die.

"The poles of the dream-making flower have been pulled out, and the roots under the ground have not been completely cleared." Rong Hui thought for a while, then whispered: "These roots are all deep, my memory is not bad, probably on the east slope. , and some have not been pulled out."

The east slope of the gourd tea garden is close to the woods, and there are very few tea trees planted there... Shen Jiarou nodded, Rong Hui glanced at her again, Shen Jiarou nodded again, and held his hand and said, "I see."

Rong Hui and Shen Jiarou chatted in the small teahouse. Shen Jiarou asked about the current situation of the Duan family. Rong Hui also told the truth. From his words, Shen Jiarou felt sorry for the second uncle Liao Jingyu. She has gone the old way of her former pissed off daughter-in-law.In the end, there was nothing to talk about, Ronghui took out the money and wanted to return it to Shen Jiarou. After Shen Jiarou pushed it three times, Ronghui knew that the money could not be repaid, so he could only return Shen Jiarou's favor at the right time.

Of course, Shen Jiarou doesn't want Ronghui to pay back the money. She thinks very simply. Now that she offends Mrs. Duan, she is condemned. Eight horses won't be able to hold her back. There will be a long time to come, and she won't be able to fly out of Xiaoyanzhou. Elderly friends must continue to keep in touch, right as a half-useful chess piece is played by Mrs. Duan's side, it will come in handy at some point.

Rong Hui came to give money, unexpectedly the money was not exchanged, but Shen Jiarou stuffed him with a red envelope instead, she smiled and said: "For Xiaodoudou, it's his birthday, right?"

Xiao Doudou is the nickname of Rong Hui's only son. Rong Hui accepted Shen Jiarou's sincerity, and he knew that he would never have anything to do with Shen Jiarou in the future, but anyway, he believed in Shen Jiarou's sense of propriety and understood her. Personality, communication, and peace of mind.

After chatting for another twenty minutes, Rong Hui stood up and said goodbye. Shen Jiarou invited the guests. In order to avoid being seen, the old man left first. Shen Jiarou ordered another pot of tea and drank half of it. Such a unity of opposites, it seems that the days when she was the young mistress of the Duan family are still in front of her. At that time, she often courted Rong Hui in order to curry favor with Mrs. Duan.

Is Mrs. Duan almost becoming the center of my life?Shen Jiarou stood up and couldn't help laughing. She doesn't care about Mrs. Duan now. Now, the center of her life is on the rise of the gourd tea garden, and the focus of her life... is on the hero who "dedicated" to the West Bridge—— The wounded was on Comrade Xiao Cong.

After leaving the small teahouse, Shen Jiarou drove that old car to the largest farmer's market near Baixing Road. The reason she didn't go to the supermarket was because the pheasants at the farmer's market were very delicious, and she happened to take two back home to make soup for Yu Xiaocong. .

There are no good pheasants in the live poultry section of the farmer's market. After parking the car, she turned to the dark alley at the back to buy pheasants from the old farmers who came from the mountains. The market price won two pure pheasants.

When I returned to the old house on Baixing Road, it was almost dark. In the old house, there were a few old men playing calligraphy. Even far away, I could smell the strong smell of ink. The white snow had not yet melted. The old pine tree was frozen like a Christmas tree. When Shen Jiarou came in with a pheasant, the old lady asked enthusiastically, "Do you want me to kill the chicken for you?"

"No need. I'm an expert in this field." Shen Jiarou's performance in housework has always impressed the old ladies. With such a daughter's family, whoever married into the family would not be happy to die?

The old house is a communal kitchen. The old grandpa and grandma have already eaten dinner. Shen Jiarou washes the rice and cooks, makes a fire and washes the pot of stew. She is busy in an orderly manner by herself. The throat of the pheasant was bloodletting without blinking. Yu Xiaocong stroked her chest in fear. She was still an apprentice in the cooking industry, and she had never seen such a professional chicken killing knife. She was afraid of seeing such a scene, so Look away.

"Don't watch if you're afraid, go and watch them play calligraphy." Shen Jiarou pointed at her while wearing plastic gloves.

"Who said I'm scared!" Yu Xiaocong went in boldly, and Shen Jiarou immediately touched the pheasant that was still thumping, and said, "Look, it's full of blood~~~"

"Ah!!" Yu Xiaocong took a step back because of her fright, "Why are you so annoying and still scaring me??"

Shen Jiarou smiled, "Why did you come back so early today?"

"I'm a wounded patient now. If the leader is okay, I'm allowed to leave early." Yu Xiaocong stayed away from the kitchen, stood outside, and said, "Then I'm going upstairs, do you want my help?"

"No? Are you hungry?"

"kind of."

"I'm hungry and I'll make you a bowl of plain noodles first. Go upstairs. I'll bring it to you when I'm ready." Shen Jiarou put the pheasant into the boiling water, and then began to pluck the feathers. Yu Xiaocong felt his heart tremble when he saw it, and said: "Okay, then I'll go upstairs first."

This is one of the things she can't understand about Shen Jiarou. She has never been able to figure out why such a woman who is weaker than herself can kill a chicken so easily, but she herself is afraid of nausea when she sees it?Yu Xiaocong strode upstairs and put down her briefcase. She has been here with Shen Jiarou for the past few days. She bought another small iron bed at the hardware store where she bought things last time, and placed it side by side with Shen Jiarou's bed. The two slept separately at night. Sleeping on their own beds, or reading, or talking, or chatting about various ideas of girlhood, is very comfortable and comfortable.

Yu Xiaocong turned on the radio and started listening to news programs.

She has only lived here for a few days, but Yu Xiaocong is very used to it. She has never been so ignorant of her bed. When she came back from the West Bridge that day, Yu Xiaocong didn't ask, what did Duan Chengrui come to see Shen Jiarou for?What did they talk about?Why did Shen Jiarou slap Duan Chengrui's handsome face?She didn't ask any of these questions, as if... she didn't care about the answers to the questions anymore, because she was the one who stood by Shen Jiarou's side now.

Shen Jiarou cooks for her every day, takes care of her every day, even the clothes she wears every day are arranged by Shen Jiarou for her, clothes, shoes, scarves, gloves, Yu Xiaocong feels that these few days are floating on the clouds and living a heavenly life She didn't know that Duan Chengrui had lived such a life before, but she didn't feel like she was in heaven at all.

There is a circle of wild chestnuts around the small stove. It seems that Shen Jiarou bought it today. Yu Xiaocong picked up a roasted chestnut and took a bite. When the plain noodles came, Shen Jiarou hit her on the head with chopsticks and said, "Leave some for me, you glutton!"

"I'm a wounded patient." Yu Xiaocong took the plain noodles pitifully, and began to eat in a hurry. Shen Jiarou fiddled with the charcoal fire, just holding her chin, watching Yu Xiaocong eat like a glutton, her mouth She scolded her for being a glutton, but she liked it very much in her heart. She didn't know how to cook before, let alone kill chickens. They all learned the skills in the "Duan Family Crash Course" within three years!She used to cook food by herself sometimes, but her mother-in-law said it was unpalatable, and her husband either had no time for dinner parties or would criticize it. She has been working hard to hone her cooking skills, and now she is a teacher, but she just has no chance again Made it for her beloved husband at that time, but Yu Xiaocong ate it up. Looking at Yu Xiaocong's eating, she felt a sense of being different, and more... a feeling of finding home, she felt that here It is her home, with her favorite Yu Xiaocong and her unfulfilled dreams.

"Eat slowly, don't burn it. How is your work today? Is it going well?"

"Is it not going well? I am a wounded hero now, and everyone from the top to the bottom will give me convenience." Yu Xiaocong took a sip of the soup. After a hard day's work, when he came home, he could have a bowl of hot noodles, a few chestnuts, and A beautiful woman who cares about you sits across from you and talks softly to you, this...is the day when spring flowers bloom like a fairy.

Banbucai winter Story