Space Spirit Spring: Farmer Girl Cleverly Headed Home

"Do you have an opinion on Comrade Peng Man? Don't be too serious. She is a military wife after all. She is not in good health and cannot bear the blow of a failed marriage. Besides, there are children..."

"Instructor," Su Haitang interrupted Lu Zhaowen, calmly. "I think you still don't understand what I mean."

"The separation and reunion of their husband and wife is their own business and has nothing to do with outsiders. I, you, or the opinions of the organization are actually not important. They live their lives by themselves, and they know how warm and cold they are."

"They are adults and have their own mature and calm analysis and judgment. You can persuade, but you can't impose your will. The same is true for me."

Su Haitang curled up his mouth sarcastically.

"Peng Man slandered my reputation. Isn't it normal that I don't like her? If I don't fall into the trap, I have a high consciousness and should be praised by the leader! Who is weak and who is reasonable? What kind of perverse reason!"

Lu Zhaowen was stunned by her refutation. He sighed for a long time and waved his hand sullenly.

"You're right, it's hard for an upright official to break housework."

Su Haitang looked at Xu Congrong, who was sticking his head out of the office door. The little boy's eyes were red, like a frosted eggplant, and he lost his usual energy.

Su Haitang felt soft, walked over and waved to Xu Congrong.

The boy narrowed his mouth aggrievedly, shrinking behind the door, his eyes flashed with a series of complex emotions, including hatred and helplessness.

"Xu Congrong, come here."

Su Haitang squatted down, smiled at him patiently, and waited.

The two faced each other for a full three minutes. Xu Congrong poked most of his head from behind the door, and said with a strong nasal voice: "You provoke my parents to quarrel, I don't want to heal with you."

Su Haitang sighed distressedly, feeling a little pain in his brain.

Is this seed of hatred planted? Wrong!

But how can you reason with children?

"Xu Congrong, how do you deal with nasty people?"

The boy opened his small mouth slightly and looked at her with big eyes.

Su Haitang got up, took his little hand and walked towards the cooking class, still continuing to fool people with nonsense.

"Look, you have no idea, right? It's unclear. If you hate someone, just ask him to get some blood. Whether it's on his body or his wallet, he can't be cheap! This is how you can vent your anger, right?"

"Go, I invite you to eat delicious, very expensive."

Xu Congrong was dumbfounded and the focus was shifted.

"Are you going to make me the boiled fish you mentioned?"

Su Haitang cocked his mouth proudly, and simply picked up the cute child and rushed forward.

"I want to eat fish, I don't know if there are live fish. I will make you a fresh one today, fries, I promise you will like it!"

The cooking class is so busy, the aroma of porridge and steamed buns is overflowing, making people groan in their stomachs.

"You sit here and wait." Su Haitang put down the child, greeted the cooking squad leader, took a small bowl, and filled it with a steaming meat bun.

"First eat a bun to cushion your stomach, and I'll make it for you right away."

Su Haitang paid the money in front of Xu Congrong's face with painful expressions. He washed the pot quickly with his hands and feet, picked up a new potato of this year, washed the skin in twos and threes, and chopped it into long strips of the same thickness.

Then boil the water, put the potato strips in and cook for three minutes, pick up and drain, find an aluminum lunch box, seal it, and bury it in the snowdrift outside.

"You're so stupid, you want to destroy the corpse if the food is bad, I have seen it!"

The little boy looked funny and made fun of her by chewing on the buns.

Su Haitang made a grimace at him, then turned out the sweet potatoes and apples and cut into pieces, boiled the sugar juice to make the candied sweet potatoes and the candied apples.

"Prodigal girl! How can oil and sugar be so wasteful!"

The cooking squad leader was sore in his heart and jumped and scolded.

Su Haitang hurriedly stuffed another piece of money over, barely soothing the injured little heart of the cooking squad leader.