Li Lijuan angrily walked up to Zhao Xiulan and asked, "Where's my portion of noodles? Why didn't you serve it to me, but bring it to me?"
Zhao Xiulan hooked the corners of her mouth, and replied with a sneer, "Aren't you good hands and feet? Are you still being served? Everyone is equal, Li Lijuan, you want me to serve you a meal, this is an idea of enjoyment, big The landlord's pie. If you want to eat it, then you can serve it yourself! If you don't serve it yourself, then don't eat it, anyway, no one will serve you now!"
After Zhao Xiulan said this, Zhao Weiguo also looked at Li Lijuan with some dissatisfaction, "Yes, Lijuan, do your own business, if you want to eat, go to the pot and tell Xiulan what to do? Is it hard to have a meal? Do you have to let someone else serve it and bring it to you?
It's not very good to have such a habit and style of yours. "
Li Lijuan clenched her fist angrily. Seeing that everyone was eating sorghum noodles so deliciously, she couldn't get angry and say no, so she ran to the kitchen and filled a bowl of noodles.
But there was only a little left in the pot, about half a bowl of noodles, and the rest was soup. Compared with the amount of noodles in the bowls of other people in the Zhao family, it is far worse.
Li Lijuan gritted her teeth, guessing that it must be Zhao Xiulan who deliberately served the noodles, so she left this little bit.
How could she be full with so little noodles?
Why is Zhao Xiulan so excessive?
Holding the bowl, Li Lijuan walked up to Zhao Xiulan, and aggressively asked Zhao Xiulan, "Zhao Xiulan, why did you keep so many noodles for me? You eat so much, so how can I have enough to eat.
You are too much! "
Li Lijuan said, she was so angry that she cried and rubbed her red eyes.
Zhao Weiguo saw that there was really only half a bowl of noodles in Li Lijuan's bowl, too few.
His big bowl of noodles had already been eaten, and he could no longer distribute it to Li Lijuan.
Thinking of my bowl of noodles, the portion is really large, I think it was divided from Li Lijuan's.
Everyone ate a lot, but Li Lijuan ate so much alone, and he took up Li Lijuan's share, Zhao Weiguo suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
"Xiulan, why did you leave so many noodles for Lijuan? It's really not enough."
Zhao Xiulan knew that Zhao Weiguo was definitely soft-hearted again, so she directly expressed her inner thoughts. "Dad, I thought she didn't eat it, so she only kept a little.
Besides, she deserves to eat so much. "
"Zhao Xiulan, what do you mean by that? Why do I deserve to eat so much?" Li Lijuan shouted.
Zhao Xiulan said in a light tone, "How much work do you need to eat, Li Lijuan, if you earn two work points today, you can only eat so much noodles. The more work points we earn, the more points we can earn. A little noodle.
If you want to eat more in the future, you will also earn more work points!
Going to work but being lazy and slick, I mowed hogweed for two work points in one day. Xiuzhu, a child so much younger than you, earned 3.5 work points. I came back after begging for food in the morning, went in the afternoon, and earned three work points in one afternoon.
You said, you don't have much work, and you only have two work points. How can you be embarrassed to shout about not enough noodles here? "
When Li Lijuan heard this, her face immediately flushed with shame.
She wanted to refute Zhao Xiulan, but the fact that she earned two work points in one day today is true, and she can't deny it!