Without saying a word, the food was immediately served in the small window. The braised pork and rice were put into big bowls respectively. The total cost was fifty cents.
"The braised pork is gone." The waiter put up a sold out sign.
Everyone immediately started shouting.
"This lesbian came later. Why should I give her the last share?"
"It's so unfair."
The waiter snorted coldly and had a very bad attitude: "You can eat what you like, if you don't want to eat it, you will be thrown away. If the noise continues, all other meat dishes will be sold out."
Everyone immediately fell silent. They dared not speak out if they dared to be angry.
So the two sisters found an empty seat and sat down in the midst of the crowd.
The braised pork in the 1970s is generous in portions, with alternate bites of fat and lean meat. Simmer over low heat until crispy and melts in your mouth, fragrant but not greasy.
Jiang Anan took another spoonful of rice and put it into his mouth. The thick dark red soup soaked every grain of rice. The salty and sweet taste was full of thick meat juice, and he was so happy that his brows were filled with joy.
Inexplicably, Meizi felt a sense of accomplishment in raising Zaizai: "I'll weigh the two hairtails later, and you can take them home and fry them."
"Okay, I brought a lot of money!" Jiang Anan patted his pockets proudly.
The hairtail fish these days does not have any additives. It is a pure natural sea creature. If you fry it casually, it will be delicious on your tongue.
In the end, half of the braised pork was left. Jiang Meizi borrowed a lunch box from the waiter and asked Jiang Anan to pack it back for the elders to try.
Hongxing Community is a family area affiliated with the steel plant. It is a five-story "tube building". There is a long corridor in the middle of the floor, with dozens of small rooms facing each other.
The second brother-in-law, Zhang Xuejun, inherited his father's business and is now a second-level technician. He can get a high salary of 35 yuan a month and various benefits during holidays.
Therefore, being a worker nowadays is a matter of "bringing honor to one's ancestors", and the ancestral graves are filled with smoke.
The welfare house assigned to the Zhang family was on the third floor. Jiang Anan followed her second sister through the narrow corridor. Before she could get closer, she heard bursts of crying and howling. Neighbors were gathering around the door of the Zhang family with their rice bowls to join in the fun.
Jiang Meizi was used to it. After thinking about it, she finally warned: "No matter what my sister-in-law says later, you will treat it as nothing. Don't take it to heart, and don't tell mother when you get home. Wait until Zhang Xinrou finishes her confinement period." , I have plenty of ways to deal with her."
A flash of cruelty flashed across her eyes, and she obviously had a lot of resentment toward her sister-in-law.
Jiang Anan pursed her lips tightly, keeping a careful eye on it, and decided to carefully observe the attitude of the Zhang family for a while. Because of her second sister's tendency to report good news but not bad news, no matter how many grievances she suffered, she would only swallow it by herself.
"Dad, Mom, my little sister is here." From a distance, Jiang Meizi called in advance.
The mother-in-law knows how to be a good person. She will definitely have some scruples when she hears that her mother-in-law is married, and she will try her best to restrain her sister-in-law.
Suddenly, the crying and howling in the room paused for a moment, and then erupted more violently.
"My life is really miserable. My mother-in-law and husband both dislike me for spending my life trying to make money. If I don't live anymore, let me be killed."
"I won't breastfeed, and you can't feed that loser, she will starve to death!"
"Mom, don't let the Jiang family into the house. My mother-in-law gave birth to four girls in a row. It's the Jiang family who ruined the feng shui of our Zhang family."
Jiang An'an frowned. The Jiang family could be blamed for having a daughter. This person was simply unreasonable. When she looked back, her sister's face turned black.
Jiang Meizi rushed into the crowd, placed the mountain goods bag heavily on the threshold, and stared at her sister-in-law with a smile on her face, her face half shrouded in shadow like a ghost: "Say what you just said again?"
Zhang Xinrou hid behind her mother with a pale face.
Mother-in-law Wu Ping felt bad and hurriedly tried to smooth things over: "Meizi, don't argue with Xinrou, she is still young and not sensible."
That’s it again! Jiang Meizi choked and clenched her fists in anger.
"You have three daughters and you still can't speak human language. You are quite ignorant. Could it be the legendary... mental retardation?" Jiang Anan was startled and covered her lips as if she had discovered something incomprehensible. , and finally suggested sincerely: "If you are sick, you need to be cured!"
Zhang Xinrou & Wu Ping:......
However, Jiang Anan has a serious expression, and her beautiful almond eyes are full of care and sympathy for the mentally retarded, making it difficult to tell whether she is doing it on purpose or if she is too sincere.
"I gave birth to a mentally retarded daughter ten months into my pregnancy, but I never left her to raise her. I worry so much every day and suffer so much. My mother-in-law, you have been wronged these years."
Zhang Xinrou:? ? ?
Wu Ping's mind was in chaos: Has she been wronged?
Jiang Anan stepped forward and held her hand, sighing: "Second sister often said that she has a great mother-in-law, who is the leader in housework and is a female worker who is not inferior to men in the factory. Let me tell you, old The Zhang family is now prosperous because of your contribution."
Not only Wu Ping, but also the onlookers outside the door found it deafening.
Although equality between men and women is advocated everywhere nowadays, the culture passed down by our ancestors for 5,000 years is that men take charge of outside and women take charge of inside. However, they work hard all day long like men, and when they get home from get off work, they have to cook, wash and serve the big men. No one understands them like Jiang Anan.
Listening to the words "heroine" and "meritorious service", it directly elevates the status of women. It is completely tailor-made for the majority of women!
Many women straightened their chests, including Gao Xiuhua, director of the Women's Federation.
Look at how pure and resolute the eyes of that little girl are. What a good child. Her character is as shining as her appearance.
Why.
It would be great if it was someone from their Women's Federation...
Wu Ping's eyes were already red, and Jiang An'an suddenly sighed heavily and defended her: "But only my second sister can see the hard work you have put in, but the biological daughter you have raised with so much pain for more than ten years does not understand you. Instead, she always complains about her intelligence. Your flaws keep bothering you and making your family restless."
"You are in the same grade as my mother. She is already enjoying the happiness of family, but you are still working hard. It has only been half a year since we last met, and your temples are covered with white hair. You are greatly wronged!"
The last sentence touched Wu Ping's heart. She stood there in a daze, her lips trembling, and tears had already burst out of her eyes.
Ouch——
She worked as a cow and horse in the Zhang family for so many years, and it was not easy for her children to get married and start a business. At an age when he should be enjoying the blessings of children and grandchildren, he is still held back by his ineffective daughter.
My heart is cold and I am tired!
"Good girl, only you can understand Auntie." Wu Ping raised her sleeves and wiped her tears, "Stop standing here, sit here and wait for Auntie to make malted milk for you."
Zhang Xinrou screamed: "Mom, that belongs to my daughter."
Wu Ping glanced at her impatiently. Her little daughter, who she used to wish she could hold in the palm of her hand and pet her, was so disgusted with her, "Didn't you just want to starve your daughter to death? Just starve to death, so as not to waste good things."
