sinovels Chapter 1136 Feed You a Handful of Dog Food
Chapter 1136 Feed You a Handful of Dog Food
Chapter 1136 Feed You a Handful of Dog Food
"I...you..." Ma Yang hesitated, not knowing how to answer Zhao Jun.
These days, the atmosphere in mountainous areas is still relatively conservative. Children of this age are immature and ignorant. When asked by Zhao Jun, they feel ashamed.
Zhao Jun couldn't help laughing when he saw this, and at this moment, Ma Ling, wearing a floral cotton jacket, ran out of the house with a bag hanging on her back and two IV bottles filled with hot water in her arms.
Seeing Ma Yang standing in front of the car, Ma Ling shouted, "Go to school!"
Last time, Ma Yang skipped school and went to the city with Zhao Jun and Ma Ling, and was beaten up when he came back. Today, even without Ma Ling's telling, Ma Yang would not dare to go with them.
Ma Ling's shout appropriately resolved Ma Yang's embarrassment.
"Brother Jun, I'm leaving now." Ma Yang waved his hand at Zhao Jun and said, "Slow down!"
After saying that, Ma Yang ran away.
"Why are you running?" Zhao Jun shouted from behind, "I'll give you a ride!"
"Don't worry about him." Ma Ling walked up to Zhao Jun and gave him one of the thermos bottles in her hand.
But after the two got in the car, Ma Ling stared with wide eyes in surprise and said, "How can it be so warm in this car?"
The last time I went to the city, I drove Jie Chen's Jiefang. His car heater was broken, so I was freezing. At lunchtime, Ma Ling even took a glass bottle to ask the owner of the snack bar for hot water.
The heater in the Forestry Bureau's car is good, but Zhao Jun still stuffed the hand warmer that Ma Ling gave him into his arms.
"Here." Zhao Jun happily took the butter paper package and handed it to Ma Ling.
"What is this?" Ma Ling opened a corner of the butter paper package, and immediately the fragrance entered her nose.
"My mother baked the pie this morning." Zhao Jun replied with a smile, "It's beef and radish. You can eat it now while it's still hot."
"Then... let me try it." Ma Ling took a small bite of the pie. The aroma of the flour baked with bear fat instantly stimulated her taste buds. Ma Ling took another bite and her eyes lit up. She said, "My aunt's pie is delicious."
Zhao Jun smiled when he heard this, and then Ma Ling asked, "How is my aunt's stomach problem?"
"Oh!" Zhao Jun laughed and said, "She was praising you the day before yesterday. Tell her to fry eggs with badger oil to cure her stomach trouble."
"Really?" Ma Ling took a bite of the pie happily and asked, "By the way, the night before yesterday my dad came back and said that your uncle didn't go to Yongfu to give gifts because he caught a cold."
"Ah... yes, he had a fever the night before." Zhao Jun responded vaguely. He couldn't say that his father was almost dead in the mountains because of some evildoer, right?
Ma Ling bit the pie, glanced at Zhao Jun with her big eyes, and then asked, "Are you feeling better now?"
"It's almost done." Zhao Jun said, "Now I'm just coughing."
"Don't be afraid of coughing." Ma Ling said, "I picked some old mountain mushroom seedlings before the autumn. I'll give you some when I come back. Then you can take it home and boil water for uncle. Just drink it twice and it will be fine."
"Okay." Zhao Jun smiled at Ma Ling. As he turned the steering wheel, he saw a woman walking in the middle of the road carrying a basket.
This woman was none other than Li Ruhai’s old friend, Aunt Qi Wu Dongxia, the one that Zhao Youcai was rumored to have had an affair with.
The road in the village was not wide to begin with, and there were drainage ditches and snow piles on both sides of the road. The old woman walked in the middle of the road, and the Zhao army had no way to pass.
But Zhao Jun didn't honk the horn. He was afraid of scaring Aunt Qi out of the blue, and he was also afraid that people would say he was pretending in the village.
Ma Ling saw Zhao Jun's concerns and said to him, "Just honk the horn. It's okay. I'll talk to Aunt Qi after this."
"Hey!" Zhao Jun just honked the horn when he heard it.
When Wu Dongxia turned around, Ma Ling rolled down the window and called her, "Aunt Qi, how is your nephew's wife?"
"Oh, my girl!" Wu Dongxia ran to the passenger seat. Zhao Jun and Ma Ling both got out of the car. Then Wu Dongxia took Ma Ling's hand and patted her gently, saying, "Thanks to you!"
"Is it good?" Ma Ling asked. Wu Dongxia nodded and said, "It's good. My nephew's wife squeaked after drinking it."
Zhao Jun was completely confused by her words. What was that?
At this time, Wu Dongxia took the time to ask about gossip and said, "What are you two doing?"
"Um... Zhao Jun went to the city to do some work for his company." Ma Ling was very smart. She didn't mention the fact that Zhao Jun was always absent from work. She just said, "I went down with him to buy some things."
"Ah...then you guys go quickly." Wu Dongxia waved at Zhao Jun who nodded at her, and said, "Go early and come back early after you're done."
After saying this, Wu Dongxia stopped Ma Ling who was about to leave and continued, "Well... Auntie has signed up to run for the Women's Director of our Family District, and then..."
"Aunt, you signed up too?" Zhao Jun saw that something was wrong and quickly changed the subject, saying, "My mom also signed up."
"Your mother has also signed up?" Wu Dongxia was startled, and then she saw Zhao Jun waving at her and said, "Aunt, let's go now."
"Hey, hey!" Wu Dongxia responded twice subconsciously, waved to Ma Ling, watched the car go away, and then Wu Dongxia walked quickly towards the convenience store.
"What? Do you know her nephew's wife?" Zhao Jun asked Ma Ling as the car started. Zhao Jun had heard Zhao Youcai recount his experience in Yongxing Brigade and learned that Wu Dongxia had a sister in Yongxing, and her sister's nephew's wife had just given birth.
"I don't know him." Ma Ling said, "Aunt Qi's nephew's wife had no milk after giving birth, so she asked me to find a prescription."
"Oh, you're good." Zhao Jun said with a smile, "You can cure anything."
Ma Ling smiled when she heard this and said, "It's easy to fix. Just add wild boar oil and dissolve sugar in it and drink it."
"You are awesome!" Zhao Jun praised Ma Ling, and Ma Ling asked him, "Why? My aunt is going to be elected as the director of the Women's Affairs Office?"
"Yeah." Zhao Jun responded, "You and my aunt, and my sister-in-law, can't vote for outsiders."
Selecting a women's director is different from selecting a public security director. Only women have the right to vote in selecting a women's director, so Zhao Jun and others have no say.
The two chatted and laughed along the way, and felt that time passed very quickly. They went down the mountain, into the city, and headed straight to the department store.
The last time Zhao Jun came to the department store, he saw a photo studio as he passed by. But before going to the photo studio today, he wanted to buy a dress for Ma Ling first.
After stopping the car in front of the department store, Zhao Jun put on the bag and took Ma Ling into the department store.
There weren't many people in the department store on Wednesday morning.
"Ling'er." Zhao Jun asked Ma Ling first, "Do you need to buy anything?"
"Yes." Ma Ling nodded and said, "Did you buy the shampoo you gave me last time here?"
"Yes, it's upstairs." Zhao Jun led Ma Ling upstairs and asked, "Is it useful?"
"It's great." Ma Ling said, "My mother said it's good..."
Ma Ling frowned and said, "I just don't know how to do it. I lost two bags."
"Hmm?" Zhao Jun was startled and asked casually, "Did it fall into a hole?"
"No." Ma Ling shook her head and said, "My mother and I searched the house in every nook and cranny, but we couldn't find it."
"It's hard to say where he is." Zhao Jun didn't think much about it and just said, "Maybe he will come out on his own one day."
While they were talking, the two had gone upstairs, and Ma Ling followed Zhao Jun to the place where shampoo was sold.
"Two... four or six bags." Ma Ling hesitated for a moment in front of the counter. She wanted two bags at first, but thinking that it would not be easy to go down the mountain once, she increased the number.
"How about ten bags?" Zhao Jun said. The salesperson rolled his eyes at them and asked, "How many bags do you want?"
This salesperson and Zhao Jun are old acquaintances. On that day, Wang Meilan and Zhao Chun were watching color TV over there. When Zhao Jun came to buy schoolbags for his sisters, he had a verbal conflict with the salesperson. In the end, the salesperson was confronted by Zhao Jun.
"Hmm?" At this time, Ma Ling looked at the salesperson and felt that this woman was hostile towards her fiancé.
Ma Ling was immediately unhappy, slapped her hand on the counter and said, "Ten bags, didn't he say that?"
After saying that, Ma Ling held down Zhao Jun's hand with her left hand, took out money from her trouser pocket with her right hand, and said, "I can't always let you spend money, I'll bring some money home!"
Ma Ling was a little assertive after just arguing with someone, but Zhao Jun didn't argue with her. He smiled and said, "Okay, buy it, and then what..."
Then Zhao Jun turned to the salesperson who was throwing shampoo on the counter and asked, "How many hairpins do you have?"
There is another small rack on the back shelf, with a horizontal square wood on which hairpins are placed.
"How many?" The salesperson who had just been scolded was holding her breath and trying to get back at him. When she heard Zhao Jun asking about the hairpins, she said unhappily, "Just tell me how many you want."
Zhao Jun gestured to the shelf and said, "I want all of yours."
"You..." The salesperson didn't say anything. He turned back to the shelf, grabbed the hairpins with both hands, counted them one by one, and said to Zhao Jun: "Twelve, you want all of them?"
"Ah!" Zhao Jun nodded, and the salesperson twitched his lips and put the hairpin on the counter.
Ma Ling thought Zhao Jun was angry with the salesperson. She would not let Zhao Jun down in front of outsiders, so she leaned close to Zhao Jun's ear and whispered, "Why did you buy so many of these?"
"Is it for you?" Zhao Jun said this without avoiding others, and the salesperson curled his lips when he heard it.
Ma Ling opened her eyes wide and asked Zhao Jun: "Can I wear these?"
"You choose." Zhao Jun pushed the hairpins in front of Ma Ling and said, "See which one looks best on you."
As he spoke, Zhao Jun picked up a blue hairpin.
Ma Ling's eyes lit up. She liked blue and green, but this pile of hairpins only had three colors: black, blue and red. If Ma Ling was asked to pick one, the first one she would pick up would be blue.
Ma Ling took the hairpin, pushed it with both hands to hold up her hair, then turned to Zhao Jun and asked, "Does it look good?"
"It's beautiful. It's very beautiful." Looking at Ma Ling's smiling face, Zhao Jun also laughed happily.
At this time, the salesperson at the counter tilted his head and squinted his eyes, glanced at Zhao Jun and Ma Ling with half-open eyes, and pouted his mouth high.
At this moment, Zhao Jun's voice reached her ears: "Bring the mirror here."
The salesperson looked in the direction Zhao Jun pointed. It was a very delicate small round mirror. The mirror surface was two circles smaller than a normal plate and it was wrapped in red plastic.
There is a support under the mirror, which can be folded back and folded up.
The salesperson thought Zhao Jun wanted the mirror for Ma Ling, so he immediately said unhappily, "It's for sale!"
As he spoke, the salesperson pointed to a square mirror hanging on the wall and said, "Isn't there a mirror there if you want to look in it?"
"I'll buy it!" Zhao Jun was silenced by the salesperson again. She angrily took the round mirror and placed it in front of the two of them.
"Take a look." Zhao Jun picked up the mirror and greeted Ma Ling, saying, "Does it look good?"
Ma Ling smiled, her big eyes narrowed into crescents. The salesperson at the counter turned sideways with his back to her and Zhao Jun, lowered his head and began to pick his hands.
"It looks good." Ma Ling smiled and nodded, then Zhao Jun said, "Try another color."
The girl loves beauty and can't resist this. Ma Ling looked around and picked a red one for herself.
"Pick another one for my aunt." Zhao Jun asked Ma Ling to bring one to Wang Cuihua.
"Give her a black one." Ma Ling took a black hairpin, and then saw Zhao Jun think about it and said, "One more is missing."
Then, Zhao Jun greeted the salesperson.
"Hey! Hey?" After calling out to the salesperson, there was no response. Zhao Jun called her again, and she turned around.
"Are there any more?" Zhao Jun asked, "If there's a blue one, give me another one."
"Why do you want more?" Ma Ling asked curiously.
"Isn't this it?" Zhao Jun counted the hairpins and said, "My mother, my eldest sister, Aunt Li, my uncle, my second sister-in-law, my old lady, Aunt Jie, Sister Jie, and Sister Zhang."
"Isn't that nine?" Zhao Jun was counting the people, and Ma Ling counted on her fingers, and finally there were nine people.
There were nine people, one each, plus the three that Ma Ling took, making exactly twelve.
"Do you want it or not?" the salesperson behind the counter asked, then muttered, "You both want it and don't want it."
"Yes, of course you don't want it." As soon as the salesperson finished speaking, Zhao Jun said, "Find me another blue one."
"Who are you buying it for?" Ma Ling asked, "Aren't there only these girls at home? My second sister and her friends have small brains and can't wear them."
At this time, the salesperson who was looking for a hairpin under the counter raised his eyes and moved his eyeballs around, moving back and forth between Zhao Jun and Ma Ling.
"This..." Zhao Jun blinked his eyes. He didn't know what to say. If he said that, wouldn't that mean he had sold her out to Ma Yang? He usually cheated that kid a lot, but cheating is one thing, but if he betrayed someone, that would not be a good thing.
"Who did you buy it for?" Ma Ling asked again. The girl was a little nervous at this time.
It's not that the girls are strict, their generation attaches great importance to marriage and love. Ma Ling had never dated anyone before, and she and Zhao Jun were also looking forward to growing old together. During this process, if Zhao Jun had a close relationship with a woman, Ma Ling would definitely not just stand by and watch, she also had the right to interfere.
“Well…” Zhao Jun hesitated for a moment, and finally sold it to his brother-in-law, saying, “My younger brother asked me to bring it to him.”
"Little brother?" Ma Ling knew that the little brother Zhao Jun was referring to when he spoke to her was Ma Yang.
Ma Ling blinked her big eyes and asked in confusion: "Why did he buy this?"
“He wants that…” Zhao Jun was about to sell his brother-in-law completely when he saw Ma Ling’s eyes light up and said, “This child is bought for me!”
As she spoke, Ma Ling looked at Zhao Jun in surprise and said, "It's my birthday."
"Huh? Your birthday." Zhao Jun was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly realized that he almost forgot Ma Ling's birthday. After a brief recollection, Zhao Jun asked Ma Ling: "Isn't your birthday on the 20th of the month? Is it too early?"
The twelfth month of the lunar calendar is the twelfth month, and the winter month is the eleventh month of the lunar calendar.
"Ah?" Hearing Zhao Jun tell her his birthday, Ma Ling was surprised and delighted, and asked, "How did you know my birthday?"
"Then..." Zhao Jun said with a smile: "Just ask around. If you're interested, how can you not know?"
At this moment, Ma Ling's heart seemed to be filled with honey. She pursed her lips but her face was full of smiles, and her big eyes were narrowed.
She lowered her head slightly and punched Zhao Jun lightly on the shoulder with her little fist.
The salesperson who found the hairpins under the counter stood up, looked up and saw this scene. He wanted to stab the two men to death with the blue hairpin in his hand.
(End of this chapter)