Travel through the 80s with the sign-in system

Chapter 3 Shameless Liu Hongmei

Sooner or later, this matter will become public knowledge, and there is no need for her to hide it.

When Mr. Qi heard this, his face turned red with anger, and he hated that iron could not make steel.

"Bastard! I'm not dead yet, and they're planning on you. If I'm dead, that's fine!"

He knew that the second room would be up to no good.

Qi Man hurriedly gave Mr. Qi a favor.

"Grandpa, don't be angry. It's not worth getting so angry over such a trivial matter. Just leave this matter to me. Look, isn't this a good thing for me?"

Just a few clowns, she can deal with them.

While comforting Mr. Qi, he calmly checked Mr. Qi's pulse.

As a top experimenter in the special post-apocalyptic environment for more than ten years, she is almighty.

Mr. Qi suffered from long-term malnutrition, coupled with years of hard work, and accumulated various minor ailments, so he was bedridden.

Mr. Qi was very disappointed with his second wife and his family, and kept muttering to himself. It took Qi Man a long time to comfort him.

After Mr. Qi fell asleep, Qi Man left and returned to his room.

Opening the plastic bag that Mr. Qi gave him, there was a small stack of unity inside. Adding up the zeros and zeros, there was a total of six hundred and fifty yuan.

It was a huge sum of money in the 80s.

Qi Man casually threw the money into the space, and took out a fresh chicken that had been preserved and processed, as well as white rice. As for the seasonings, he could take them out when he wanted to use them. The space is convenient for him to carry with him.

Wearing an apron, he cleans the chicken neatly, then cuts it into pieces, puts it in a pot under cold water, and adds onions, ginger, and garlic to remove the fishy smell.

After the water boils, remove the foam from the top, run the deodorized chicken pieces through cold water, then pour them into the pot, add potatoes and wild mushrooms.

Mr. Qi picked wild mushrooms from the mountains a few days ago and dried them in the sun. Potatoes were also picked from the fields recently.

Wash the white rice and steam it in a pot, and fry a small green vegetable.

Smoke curls from the chimney, and the rich smell of chicken soup lingers.

It made the nearby neighbors whisper to each other.

"Hey, whose family is this that stews chicken in such a big way?"

Everyone smelled it and looked around.

"Isn't that the Lao Qi family? This old man usually digs out and gnaws dry steamed buns every day, but today he stewed a chicken for the first time!"

"Her granddaughter just came back from abroad. I heard she is a delicate girl. I guess it was the chicken that the girl paid for!"

"A chicken is not cheap. This girl doesn't know how to live her life. She spends money lavishly. Whoever marries her will be in trouble!"

"You can't say that. That damn girl has a foxy face. When she first entered our village, she passed by the field ridge. Didn't she confuse the boys in our family?"

The smell of chicken was so fragrant that it made the aunts mutter and lean to the side, and their words became more and more unpleasant.

Qi Man's senses were sharp, and the kitchen window was half open, so she listened to everything the aunties said word for word.

I glanced through the window from the corner of my eye, remembered the aunts who had spoken harshly, and immediately put the dishes on the table.

Mr. Qi has difficulty moving, so Qi Man can only hold it in.

As soon as Qi Man entered the room, Mr. Qi carefully sat up from the bed.

"Grandpa, it's time to eat."

Mr. Qi's eyes fell on the food brought in by his granddaughter. The air was filled with the rich aroma of chicken. He swallowed subconsciously and took a second look. His kind eyes fell on Qi Man.

"I made chicken soup today. I have a lot of old bones, but it will be a waste if I drink it. Manman, you can keep it for yourself."

Manman hadn't eaten a few good meals for quite some time, and her face had lost weight, which made Mr. Qi very distressed.

Qi Man scooped up the chicken soup with a spoon and felt that the temperature was about the same, then fed it to Mr. Qi with a soft and waxy tone.

"Grandpa, I stewed a whole chicken. I can't finish it by myself. On such a hot day, it will go bad if left for a long time. It's shameful to waste food, and you have to take good care of yourself!"

His eyes fell on the pure white soup, with a layer of oil floating on it, which was boiled from chicken skin. The aroma constantly stimulated Mr. Qi's taste buds.

In recent years, the harvest in the village has been poor, and most of the villagers have been eating too much. Mr. Qi was abandoned by his two sons, and he was alone. His life was more difficult than that of ordinary people.

After careful calculation, Mr. Qi has not touched meat for about a year. It was only in the past few days that his granddaughter went to the countryside that he took out the meager coffin book and gritted his teeth and bought some meat.

Mr. Qi will dry whatever Qi Man can't finish and make it into dried meat. When his granddaughter wants to eat it, he will take it out.

Now that the chickens in the yard have been slaughtered, Mr. Qi is not half-hearted. Instead, he feels sorry for his granddaughter who has suffered along with him and lost several pounds.

Listening to his granddaughter's soft and caring words, Mr. Qi's eyes suddenly turned red.

He worked hard to raise his two sons by pooping and urinating. In order to have a bite to eat, he also listened to his daughter-in-law's instigation of discord and did not want him as their father.

On the contrary, this soft granddaughter who has been raised abroad by her biological mother has always missed him.

Seeing his grandfather in tears, Qi Man felt a little distressed and offered words of comfort.

"Grandpa, don't cry. In the future, Manman will definitely work hard to make money and let you eat meat every meal, and he will definitely make you fat."

"Good good!"

Mr. Qi responded several times, wiped the tears from his eyes, and heard his granddaughter's resentful muttering.

"Grandpa, if you don't drink this chicken soup, Manman's hand will be broken and the soup will be cold."

Mr. Qi was so soft-hearted that he took the chipped white porcelain bowl with his skeletal hand.

"I'll drink it myself."

Qi Man touched the white porcelain bowl and found that it was not very hot, then let go.

Mr. Qi took a mouthful of chicken soup and put it into his mouth. The sweetness of the chicken and the flavor of wild mushrooms stimulated Mr. Qi's taste buds, and he couldn't help but take a few more sips.

Qi Man was also happy to see her grandpa eating deliciously, and filled a few more bowls of soup until Grandpa Qi couldn't drink it at all, then she stopped.

After serving grandpa, Qi Man started eating.

There had been no food for many days, so Qi Man wiped out all the rest by himself.

As soon as I finished washing the dishes, my aunt came to visit me, and she was very angry when she opened her mouth.

"Hey, Manman, look at this thin skin and tender meat. She looks like a capitalist lady at first glance. I didn't expect that she can cook and wash dishes."

While mocking, his eyes kept looking around, holding a big bowl in his hand, with a mean smile on his face.

"I just smelled your chicken stew from afar. It doesn't matter if we adults suffer a little, but I still have a few grandsons who are waiting for food. It has been more than a year since they were greedy. How about you give me a little more? "

As he said that, he handed the bowl in his hand out.

Qi Man lowered his eyes and looked at the bowl that was bigger than the other person's face.

If a person is shameless, he will be invincible. This saying is indeed true.

While standing on the moral high ground and blaming others, at the same time shamelessly asking for things from others.

She was the one who had a quarrel with the aunts outside just now, and she spoke the most unpleasant words.

"None of my business!"