Being carried home by a rough man, Jiaojiao gets rich again and again

Chapter 36 Pretend, pretend
Xiao Jingshan was born with unusual hearing, and he heard clearly the conversation in the kitchen last night.

This time Qiu Ling was smarter and hurriedly explained, "Brother Jingshan, I just feel sorry for you that it's not easy to make money. I don't mean anything else!"

Why didn't she keep her composure last night? She forgot that this woman would complain.

Xiao Jingshan said coldly: "From now on, if you think it's a waste of your third sister-in-law's cooking, you don't have to eat it."

"I remember, sister-in-law, I'm sorry, I'm used to being poor, don't be the same as me." Qiu Ling's aggrieved Jiang Hao was almost furious.

Can you die if you don’t complain?Vixen!

Jiang Hao raised his eyelids and smirked, "I don't have the same experience as you."

You are young and have a lot of bad water. Just pretend, and keep pretending.

It was almost noon when the pig head was ready. Jiang Hao took it out while it was hot, cut it and put it in the steamed buns, letting Xiao Jingshan and Xiao Ping'an eat first.

He cut another portion and put it in the basket, "I went to Uncle Zhao's house. There was nothing to eat at home that day, and there was no one left to eat."

Xiao Jingshan ate without raising his head, "You have the final say in these matters."

Jiang Hao glanced at him. Did this man agree to what she said last night or not?
No matter, she has already made it clear, and she is not allowed to think of other ways.

Jiang Hao carried the basket to Zhao's house.

In rural areas, people pay more attention to the sophistication of the world, and you are basically a different kind of person when you are alone. If something happens, no one will help you.

In addition, Jiang Xiuxiu had ruined her reputation before, and Jiang Hao wanted to have close relations with the villagers just for this reason.

Not as good as the Xiao family's single-family house in a dilapidated courtyard, the Zhao family lives in the middle of the village. The earthen walls are so high that you can't see the yard when you stand at the door. The wooden door is spacious, and the conditions are much better than the Xiao family.

"Aunt Zhao, are you at home?"

Jiang Hao knocked on the door. The two doors next door were open. He stuck his head out and took a look.

The person who opened the door was Zhao Xuehua. When she saw Jiang Hao smiling shyly, "It's you, sister-in-law. Come in quickly. My mother is cooking in the kitchen."

This is Jiang Hao's first time visiting someone else's house.

Anyway, in my memory, the original owner has been working in the Xiao family. He rarely goes out to meet people, and when he meets people occasionally, he keeps his head down.

"Mom, Sister-in-law Xiao San is here!" Zhao Xuehua shouted towards the kitchen.

When women come to a house in the countryside, it is the woman of the house who entertains them, and it is none of the men's business.

Tian Cuihua came out of the kitchen and wiped two hands on her apron, "What are you doing standing in the yard? It's so cold. Come in and talk."

"Aunt Zhao, this is the food I made. Please help me taste it!"

Jiang Hao didn't see anyone outside and followed Tian Cuihua to the kitchen.

Jiang Hao opened the basket, and the pig head meat inside was still steaming.

"what is this?"

Tian Cuihua took a bite with her chopsticks and immediately frowned, "You kid, what are you doing with the meat? Take it back quickly!"

Life is not easy for the Xiao family. To bring such a plate of meat would cost more than a kilogram. She is stingy, but she is not willing to take advantage of others for no reason.

"If Aunt Zhao doesn't say anything else, just tell me if this tastes good?" Jiang Hao said while greeting Zhao Xuehua with a smile, "Xuehua, come and try it too. If it doesn't work, I will improve it."

"It's delicious. It tastes so good. There's a lot of ingredients in it, right?" Tian Cuihua couldn't help but take another bite.

No wonder the meat was so fragrant, there was so much stuff in it that she couldn't even taste it.

Jiang Hao smiled and nodded, "This is pork head meat. There is not enough ingredients to remove the flavor."

"Ah, can pig heads be eaten?" Zhao Xuehua said in surprise, "Isn't pig head used for sacrifice?"

Most people dispose of it after offering sacrifices, and few people use it to eat, mainly because of the smell. "Damn girl, why can't you eat it? It's so delicious!" Tian Cuihua patted her daughter's hand and winked at her.

Which pot should not be opened? If the Xiao family had money, could they eat this?

Jiang Hao saw Tian Cuihua's intention and said with a smile: "I bothered Uncle Zhao to help me that day, but I didn't let him eat. I felt bad about it, so I thought about it myself and brought it over to give Uncle Zhao a dish. Aunt Zhao, please don't dislike."

"What are you talking about? I'm a fellow countryman. That kid from Jingshan took care of our old man in the mountains. I'll accept your offer." Tian Cuihua didn't refuse. Why would she decorate the sweet potatoes and radishes later? of.

Jiang Hao chatted for a while and asked Uncle Zhao if he would go to town tomorrow.

She, the butcher, had agreed on the pig blood, and Madam He was also waiting for a reply.

"Go, tomorrow is the [-]th, and there are many people going to the market." Tian Cuihua said while washing vegetables.

"That's good, I'll come see you and Uncle Zhao another day!"

It was almost dinner time and the aroma of rice could be smelled in the kitchen. It was inappropriate for her to stay any longer.

Tian Cuihua repeatedly tried to persuade her to stay, but Jiang Hao made an excuse saying that there was something going on at home, and ran away with the dried radish and sweet potatoes given by Tian Cuihua.

"Jingshan's daughter-in-law is quite capable of getting things done. Fortunately, she didn't marry a troublemaker." Tian Cuihua praised her and washed her hands to cook.

Zhao Xuehua tasted the pig head meat and swallowed secretly, then nodded quickly when she heard her mother's words.

……

Mrs. He, who was worried about Jiang Hao, was waiting in the side room of Magistrate Zhou's house at the moment and couldn't help but sneeze.

She found a top-notch embroiderer for the sample dress Jiang Hao sent, and paid three times the money to have the plum blossoms embroidered overnight. She brought the dress to the Zhou County Magistrate's Mansion early this morning. Unexpectedly, she still came. It's too late, several colleagues have already arrived.

What she said to Jiang Hao that day was actually mixed with a lot of water. Although Shui Linglongfang is a high-end customization company, it has many competitors. Among its peers, it is considered to be a high-ranking one and a low-ranking one.

The county magistrate's daughter spread the news that she wanted to order clothes, so she racked her brains to please him.

If he wins the favor of the county magistrate's wife, it means that all the wealthy ladies in Yong'an Town will have their clothes custom-made at Linglongfang this year, and this reputation will be established.

Mrs. He drank two cups of tea and was thinking that it might be cold when she saw the door to the side room was opened.

The maid from the Zhou family came in and said, "Ms. He has kept you waiting for a long time. Our wife has invited you."

Madam He calmed down and followed the maid with the tray.

In the side hall of the Zhou family, the county magistrate's wife was coaxing her precious daughter Zhou Yan.

"My good daughter, you have looked through all the shops in town that can make clothes. Do you like any of them?"

"I think the clothes at Ruyi Garment Shop are all good in style, so why not stick with hers."

Zhou Yan pouted, "It's not bad, the style is still the same, there's nothing eye-catching about it at all. If you wear such clothes for your birthday party, you will definitely be laughed at by your cousins."

Her cousins ​​were so annoying that every time they used the name of looking after her, they were actually showing off. Her father was just sent out to be a county magistrate, and it wasn't like he couldn't come back, so what was he doing?

Anyway, she couldn't choose the clothes she wanted, so she would rather not have this birthday.

"Madam, Mrs. He from Linglongfang is here."

Mrs. Zhou was about to say something when she heard the maid delivering a message outside.

"Invite people in."

Mrs. He walked in anxiously holding a tray.

Zhou Yan took a casual look and was immediately disappointed.

"You just gave me a piece of clothing to choose from?"

(End of this chapter)