Chapter 93

As the saying goes, one family is happy and the other is sad. Song Xijiao's family got together to cook a meal and to worship the God of the kitchen god.

On the other side, in the old house at the corner of xiaoliu'er Lane in the city, a young girl is lying on her stomach and sobbing.

"Miss cui'e, don't cry, you..."

"Brother Zhu, I don't want to cry, but when I think about what Luo did to me, I can't sleep well!" "Said, she looked at the outside," who can help me revenge this revenge, I must make a commitment. "

"Miss cui'e, what are you talking about?" he said

She turned her head, fixed to look at Lao Zhu, repeated word by word: "if anyone can help me revenge, I will make a promise."

"Revenge How are you going to get revenge? " Old Zhu was flustered. He always had a bad premonition.

Cui'e gritted her teeth and said, "what Luo cares about most is the paper mill. I will burn his paper mill!"

"What?" Zhu stood up and stepped back in panic. "Miss cui'e, don't scare me."

"Well. Are you scared? If you're afraid, go back and leave me alone. Anyway, I'm a weak woman who doesn't want to be ignored and bullied by others! "

Cui'e said, and went to push Lao Zhu out.

But her strength is small and Zhu is fat. Where can she push? After pushing for several times, seeing that he couldn't move, he suddenly burst into tears. Then he took a look at old Zhu and rushed into his arms: "brother Zhu, I hate you so much! How can Luo bully me so well? If I don't burn his paper mill, I can't sleep well all my life, and I can't get married! "

Old Zhu stood there, feeling the soft jade in his arms. For a long time, he slowly raised his arm and hugged cui'e: "what you said is true? Who will avenge you, you will make a promise to you? "

Cui'e looked up and looked at old Zhu: "brother Zhu, you are so kind to me. If there was no bullying of me by Luo, I would have But if I don't get revenge, I'll have a hard time sleeping and eating. I'm sorry, brother Zhu. I can only live up to your kindness. "

"I I'll avenge you. "

In the twinkling of an eye, a few days later, song Xijiao came to the paper mill early, sat in the office room, twisted colored paper with scissors, and made red envelopes.

Song Yuan cold see, can't help laughing: "how do you always have so many ideas?"

"It's not my idea, it's a traditional project!" Song Xijiao finished wrapping and said with a smile, "let the fool come to my house tomorrow and I'll give him a red envelope."

"It's just that your sister-in-law baked bacon and said she would send it to you."

"Is it made according to the prescription I gave last time?"

"Of course, since your sister-in-law got the prescription, she often made more and sold it to the neighborhood, and she made a lot of money."

Two people are talking about home, Luo Shuang came in.

As soon as she saw him, song Xijiao immediately got up and joked, "busy people are coming!"

Luo Shuang had no choice but to say, "it's no use just to be busy and not to make money. I came here to ask you, this new year, you give the helper a holiday, how to deal with the paper mill? I need someone to watch. I'm not sure if I'm looking for someone else. I think I'll have to look for it from our helpers. "

"What's so hard about it? Seven days' vacation. How many people can watch it for one day and give ten dollars as reward?"

"I'll come tonight." Song Yuanhan interposed, "they are all working together. Everyone in line will have complaints. I am the first one to come, and they have nothing to say."

"Today is new year's Eve. If you don't go home, my sister-in-law will blame me."

"She won't be bored with you. I'll buy some refreshments at dawn tomorrow, and she'll be angry as soon as she sees them. "

"All right." Seeing that song Yuanhan insisted, song Xijiao obeyed him. Moreover, with his kind of performance, people will be more convinced when he is promoted at the end of next year.

"Who are you?" All of a sudden, Luo Shuang strode out of the door and pulled the shadow out of the door: "who are you? What are you doing here furtively?"

"Lao Zhu?" Song Yuanhan looked at him in surprise, "what are you doing here?"

Old Zhu was so scared that he didn't even dare to raise his head: "I, I just want to ask the two masters Do you have any money for the new year

"If you ask, why are you eavesdropping at the door?"

"I didn't eavesdrop..."

"Well, forget about the Spring Festival." Song Xijiao knows Lao Zhu. She is usually a very honest person. She doesn't have any bad thoughts. She says to Lao Zhu, "you go back and ask everyone to wait. I'll give you a reward right away."

"Ah, ah, I'm going."

After staying for a while, song Xijiao and Luo Shuang took the red envelopes made of colored paper together and sent a large red envelope to each of the helpers, and arranged for the people on duty. Then they had a holiday and asked them to go home.

When song Xijiao was about to leave, she saw that only song Yuanhan was standing there patrolling and walking around in the empty yard. She felt a little distressed. When she got home, she asked Zhongchun to bring him some pickles, fruits and delicacies, which made her feel relieved.This is the first year that song Xijiao came to this world.

The new year's Eve dinner is made by the mother of Song Dynasty and Zhang's family. There are meat and fish in a table of dishes. Although it can't compare with the rich and luxurious families, it's also rich and full of color, flavor and flavor compared with ordinary people! In particular, the three cup chicken made according to song Xijiao's method is delicious and rich in flavor. Even Zhong Chun, who has never been greedy, ate an extra bowl of rice.

"I don't know what my brother is doing now." After dinner, song Xijiao was worried about the cold of song yuan. During the Spring Festival, every family was happy, but her brother was alone in the cold and desolate paper mill. What should he do?

Zhang Shi is more open-minded than her: "must be lazy, anyway, there is nothing wrong, it is estimated to find a place to sleep."

Song Xijiao thinks so.

It is said to be on patrol. In fact, there is no place to patrol.

In the paper mill, there is nothing but paper pulp. Thieves can't go in and steal paper pulp. The villains will not go to the paper mill to commit crimes, mainly for fear of fire.

But before the first day of the lunar new year, no one set off firecrackers, and even firecrackers can't be put into the paper mill. I think my brother can think of these things. Maybe he can really hide and sleep.

The whole family stayed up until midnight. When it was about midnight, chestnuts were nestled in Song Xijiao's arms, and the fool was lying on Zhang's body. They couldn't help dozing off.

Song Xijiao saw Zhongchun standing at the door, looking at the distance. She had been standing still for a long time. She could not help but wonder, "Zhongchun, what are you looking at?"

Zhong Chun looked back for a long time. His eyes were heavy: "there is a fire in the city. Looking at the location, it seems that it is a paper mill."

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