The two of them were talking, and Liu Yuemin took out the dress she had kept privately and tried it on. When she goes back to her parents' home in the second year of junior high school, she will put it on, which will definitely make that bitch Zhao Xiaoju envious.
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Chen Lishu was not here, but the emperor was far away, and Liu Yuemin became more courageous.
The corduroy clothes this time were so beautiful, and it was so convenient and cost-free that she naturally wanted to keep one.
Besides, Lin Qi was just an errand boy and she didn't take it seriously at all. She and Chen Lishu were family members. Even if Lin Qi wanted to file a complaint, it would have to be seen whether Chen Lishu believed him or not.
…
Time flies to New Year's Eve. Although the soldiers are stationed and cannot go home to celebrate the New Year, there is still no less excitement.
The leaders of the camp started to prepare from the day before, arranging the venue, organizing the program, and finally had everything arranged before the afternoon.
Wu Zheng was so tired that he collapsed. As soon as he returned to the office, he slumped down on the chair regardless of his appearance: "My voice is hoarse. If I had known better, I might as well have gone to train with Lao Gu."
Wei Gang was a little too busy on his own, so Wu Zheng volunteered to help. Of course, he also had some thoughts of taking some time off, but the result was great. He was dragged so busy that he almost broke his legs.
Fine.
Gu Xingdong raised his head, glanced at his boneless appearance, and hummed softly: "You deserve it."
Wu Zheng covered his chest and asked as if he had received a huge blow: "Lao Gu, are you still a brother?"
Gu Xingdong raised his eyebrows: "It used to be?"
Wu Zheng almost vomited blood, but he still had to make amends for himself: "If you can pour me a glass of water now, I will forgive you."
"Forget it if you die of thirst." Although Gu Xingdong said, he still got up and poured a glass of water and handed it to him.
Wu Zheng drank it all in one gulp, wiped his mouth and returned the cup to him, and said with a smile: "Sweet!"
Gu Xingdong: "..."
"Lao Gu." Wei Gang looked at Gu Xingdong and said hesitantly: "Have you heard any rumors recently from the family area?"
Gu Xingdong: "What rumors?"
"I heard that my siblings are reselling food stamps."
"fart!"
Before Gu Xingdong could speak, Wu Zheng cursed directly: "I heard? Who said it? Those old ladies in the family area?"
"Lao Wei, do you believe this kind of gossiping thing? Others don't know who my siblings are, but you don't know, Lao Wei? They are college students who want to go to college. Their monthly monthly subsidy is tens of dollars. What can I do for that eight cents?"
Do this? Your wife can do this, and I don’t believe that my siblings can do it."
Wei Gang's face looked a little ugly: "I'm just reminding you for your own good."
Wu Zheng: "You brought this matter to Lao Gu because you don't believe them."
"Old Wei, I remember correctly that you mail money home every month, right?" Gu Xingdong suddenly spoke, looking at Wei Gang with dark eyes.
Wei Gang was stunned for a moment by his question, and nodded: "Yes, there are many brothers in the family, and we need twenty yuan and five kilograms of food stamps every month."
"Does the family have enough money?"
Wei Gang nodded again: "It's okay, the child is still young, and the family doesn't have any big expenses."
Gu Xingdong raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a half-smile: "I don't have to send money home or raise children. Do you think my wife should do such a thing?"
Wei Gang's face froze.
…
Because it was New Year's Eve, even though he was off duty, Gu Xingdong stayed with the soldiers for a while before leaving and returning to the family area.
"Are you back? I thought I had to wait a little longer." Chen Lishu was making noodles when she heard the sound of the door opening and glanced out from the kitchen.
"I'll be back early if I have nothing to do." Gu Xingdong said and went to the bathroom to wash his hands. When he entered the kitchen, he saw her making noodles, with pieces of meat beside her that had not yet been chopped into stuffing.
Gu Xingdong rolled up his shirt sleeves naturally, picked up the kitchen knife on the side and started to cut the meat.
His thin wrist held the handle of the knife steadily, and without any movement, the piece of meat was quickly cut into thin and even slices. After all the meat was sliced, he began to shred it in an orderly manner.
Seeing his actions, Chen Lishu couldn't help but smile and joked: "Xingdong, you must have been a cook before."
Gu Xingdong turned his head and looked at her with a smile in his eyes: "Have you noticed all this? Knowing too much is not good for you."
Chen Lishu immediately frowned in distress: "What should we do? No one will use torture to extract a confession, right?"
Gu Xingdong was happy: "Maybe, you should be careful at night."
Together, the two of them quickly made the dumpling fillings and dough, and then started making dumplings.
"How about putting a coin?"
Chen Lishu had a sudden idea and quickly got up and went to the room to dig out a one-cent coin, then took it to the kitchen to clean it.
There is a custom here during the Chinese New Year. Anyone who eats dumplings with coins indicates that they will have good luck in the year.
The two quickly made a blanket of dumplings. Gu Xingdong got up to clean the 'battlefield', while Chen Lishu went to the kitchen to cook dumplings.
Soon, the white and fat dumplings surfaced. Chen Lishu used a slotted spoon to scoop out all the dumplings, filling two large plates in total.
First, he took two to Cat King, who had been waiting eagerly all night, and then the two of them sat down and started eating dumplings.
The dim light illuminated the small room in a warm tone. Even though snowflakes began to fall outside, the two people accompanying each other in the room felt as warm as spring.
"Huh? Why didn't you get any coins?" Chen Lishu looked at the two empty plates but couldn't see the shadow of the coins, and couldn't help but wonder.
"Did it boil and fall into the pot?"
After hearing Gu Xingdong's words, Chen Lishu hurriedly poured out the water in the pot, but unfortunately there was nothing.
Because neither of them got the coin, Chen Lishu was a little bit upset. Until she cleaned up the kitchen inside and outside, she didn't even see half a coin.
Chen Lishu began to wonder if the two of them had accidentally eaten the coins, and she even worried a little about it. However, the truth was soon revealed the next morning when she was feeding the cat.
When she saw the coin lying quietly in King Cat's bowl, Chen Lishu suddenly couldn't laugh or cry. She reached out and rubbed King Cat's round body vigorously: "My king, are you going to have good luck this year?"
…
As we enter the first month of the year, it’s almost time to start school.
Two days before the report, Chen Lishu suddenly received a letter from Lin Qi.
The letter stated that the few fabric tickets that had been saved earlier had been used up, and all the made 'fake collar' sets had been sold, with a total net profit of eighty-six yuan and twenty cents.
In addition, of the batch of corduroy fabrics she bought at the end of the year, Zhou Bin's fifty pieces have been delivered, and the rest are still being produced.
After all, the production team is about to start work, and the progress will be much slower by then.
After Chen Lishu read the letter, she found that there was a list attached to the back of the letter, which clearly listed the fabrics used by each person during this period and the quantity distributed.
When Chen Lishu's eyes fell on Liu Yuemin's column, her brows wrinkled unconsciously.