Yang Da didn't dare to report this, but Yang Da's wife was furious.
Yang Da couldn't help but look in the direction of the chicken coop, "It's not like we don't have any, let's kill him!"
Mrs. Yang scolded: "Can our family afford to eat? The whole family depends on this chicken butt!"
Yang Da: "Just eat one during the Chinese New Year..."
When Mrs. Yang heard this, she yelled: "Do you think I don't want to eat it? I want it too! If you had some skills, why would I be so picky and picky? How much do you get when other people's men get full work points? How many days do you work? You just have to take a break, you are really good at it!"
"You're still talking about me, aren't you the same? A woman can get a woman's full work points, how many do you get? And why is our family so poor? A few years ago, we asked you to share the food, but you went to follow me The people's lies have caused so much food in the brigade to be wetted by the rain. How much debt do you owe to the brigade? You are still paying off the debt!" Yang Da sprayed.
When Mrs. Yang mentioned this, she couldn't help but feel guilty, but she also straightened her back, "I heard before that you went to see Widow Chen. Is this true or false?"
Yang Da's eyes flickered, "It's nothing, don't listen to other people's nonsense, I'm just here to make money!"
"Widow Chen's body stinks, she must be sick. If you dare to touch her body and pass the disease to me, I will tear you apart!"
*
Qiao Nianyao didn't care about what the two of them were doing in Xiafengkou.
Regardless of whether others eat meat or not, her family’s New Year’s Eve meal is indispensable.
There is no need to stew anything else, one big goose is enough, and of course the cabbage must be stewed, otherwise it will be boring, right?
As for the staple food, I still eat rice soup, soup or rice soup.
Qiao Nianyao likes to eat like this very much, and she especially likes to drink rice soup. Especially in this weather, rice soup is really nourishing.
By the time Old Man Ma arrived, Qiao Nianyao had already prepared everything.
"You are here, old man. I was thinking of picking you up with a cart." Qiao Nianyao said with a smile.
It's already half past three, and the New Year's Eve dinner is to be eaten early. After that, the juniors are coming to pay New Year's greetings.
Mr. Ma reminded in a low voice: "Is the commotion too loud? This time I came here, the smell of meat in your house is the most overwhelming." Other houses have the smell of meat, but not as fragrant.
"Qingfeng has become like this in order to protect his family and country. What's wrong with me cooking him a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner when he comes back this year? I'm still not afraid to say that in front of the leader." Qiao Nianyao said confidently.
Seeing his disciple's temper, Old Man Ma felt a little proud and a little worried.
Even if you are proud of your temper, you won't be afraid of being bullied.
What worries me is that it's a bit like what he was like when he was young. He was fine when the master was around, but after the master left, he suffered a lot, and only later did he understand the importance of restraining his sharp edges.
I was too disgusted with the hypocrisy of those people, so in the end I just served pigs, horses, cattle and sheep.
Later, Secretary Zhang went to the health center to take charge of the situation after a lot of hard work and persuasion.
Not to mention this, but now seeing that his disciple is so high-spirited and looks exactly like himself when he was young, the little old man is worried again.
Worried about suffering the same big losses as he did back then.
But that's all, he still has a bit of a reputation in the city, so if something really happens, he can still save his disciple once or twice.
So the little old man didn't care.
Let it go.
"I'll go in and take a look at Qingfeng's legs first." The last time I came here was at the beginning of the month, almost a month ago, and I still don't know what the legs look like.
"Much better." Qiao Nianyao followed him in.
"Master." Song Qingfeng also shouted.
Mr. Ma: "Let me see your legs first."
Song Qingfeng nodded, and Qiao Nianyao took off his pants, leaving his underwear on. Seeing that his legs could still move on their own, Old Ma's eyes shone.
Sure enough, as soon as he got started, he couldn't help but said: "I have recovered a lot!"
The last time I came for a check-up, almost one-fifth of the bone was recovered. One month later, now half of the bone has recovered.
Of course, it was not only his legs that were examined, but also the nerves in his legs. The recovery of the nerves in his legs was also very impressive.
"Can you feel the existence of these two legs now?" Old Man Ma looked at him and said.
"Yes!" Song Qingfeng nodded.
Old Man Ma was satisfied, "Half of it has recovered, and there is still half left, but at this rate, it is estimated that around the beginning of spring, I may be able to recover and try to go to the ground!"
Of course, this premise is to continue to recover like this.
But it goes without saying that what happened to this disciple-in-law is too mysterious, but since he has recovered to the current level, there is a high probability that he will continue to recover.
There was obvious joy in Song Qingfeng's eyebrows, and he couldn't help but look at Qiao Nianyao.
Queen Qiao's eyes were red now, she sniffed and said: "That's great, it's really great!"
"Daughter-in-law, don't cry, this is a good thing!" Song Qingfeng said hurriedly.
"I know, I'm just happy." Qiao Nianyao looked like a little daughter-in-law, as if someone could support her.
After adjusting his mood, he turned around and brought the big goose that was full of meaty aroma.
Eat the stewed goose first, and keep the remaining cabbage and rice warm in the pot.
Take out the wine glass. The wine is Moutai.
The ginseng wine at home is gone.
There were only two jars in total, and Mr. Ma took one jar and one bottle.
The rest was divided between Aunt Song, Third Aunt Song and Aunt Song, each with a bottle.
Song Qingfeng only had one bottle, but he also drank that bottle.
The old man was in good condition after drinking. He, a strong young man, screamed and asked Qiao Nianyao to drive a manual car after drinking. It was because he drank too much and couldn't hold it in anymore and was going to explode.
There are a lot of Moutai liquors in this space, like Moutai Wuliangye, a lot.
There are various models. The one Qiao Nianyao took out was the nostalgic version. The nostalgic version was similar to this time.
Qiao Nianyao had guessed that the supplies in this space might have been snatched by her opponent from others. Those things should have been purchased from the very beginning of the end of the world.
It was passed down from one master to another, and she didn't know which generation it was.
But since there is free wine, of course, take it out and have a good drink.
The little old man was indeed very happy. Although Song Qingfeng didn't like drinking because of his father, it was not a big problem to have a drink with him at this time.
Maotai is just one, the key is the big goose.
Qiao Nianyao's stew is so fragrant, the meat is neither burnt nor rotten, and when you bite into it, your mouth is full of freshness and deliciousness, and the texture is so good!
Eating meat, drinking wine, chatting, what else needs to be said about the atmosphere?
But even though she brought out the wine, Qiao Nianyao didn't want to drink more. She just wanted to drink a little to cheer up the atmosphere, because her master had to go back later.
When they were halfway through eating, the stewed cabbage and rice were served.
After finishing the meal, a bowl of rice soup is served at the end.
These little days are so comfortable!
