Transmigrated as the Original Wife in the 1950s [MTL]

33-34

Who can't be a little impulsive? Master Qian is still learning at a young age, and Yao Xuewei is not lagging behind. She asked, "Is there anyone around us who can speak Russian?"

For a long time, Russian was also very useful, especially in industry.

Master Qian said, "People who are proficient in Russian? I don't know each other. Go back and ask your sister-in-law. She is Lao Ge. Yes, she must know."

"Okay, I'll go back and ask Sister Yulan."

It's not urgent. She and Guo Yulan live next door and can ask whenever they are.

When she came back from work early with the newly obtained English book, Zhao Mingli was taking her two children to dig earth and sow seeds, and the bakery in the corner of the wall had been built.

"I'm back. I'm all done as you said. You can check it and check it right."

"You have good hands-on skills. It's well. It can be used after the shade is dry for two days. I'll bake bread for you then. Yao Xuewei circled around the bakery with satisfaction, and then stood aside and asked, "What seeds do you sow?"

"Cutumbers, peppers, tomatoes, eggplants, and green onions."

"With such a large order, do you still have so many tricks?"

"If you grow too much, you will get tired of it. You and I have something to do during the day, and it's very inconvenient to buy vegetables. Zhao Mingli clapped the soil on his hands and said, "I went early today. I met a mutton seller and bought some mutton drain kitchen. You can do it."

"Let's braised lamb chops that night." Yao Xuewei asked, "What did you have for lunch?"

"Noodles!" Yao Duoduo said loudly, "Dad's noodles are so bad! I won't eat it again next time."

"It's a little bad." Zhao Mingli admitted, "At first, it was a little salty, and the water tasted light again, but I cooked that noodles, and it must be no problem to fill my stomach."

"Dad'd better cook porridge in the future. It's enough to have kimchi." Zhao Qingshan calmly mended the knife.

Zhao Mingli looked like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water. "Anyway, I will meet, porridge and boil vegetables. You two have no other choice but to follow me."

Seeing that the three were about to fight, the sound of cars suddenly sounded at the door of the yard, and they parked next door.

"Isn't the neighbor next door coming?" Yao Xuewei said.

"Eighty percent. I haven't seen the old money for two days. I guess I went back to the countryside to pick up my wife and children. Zhao Mingli leaned the hoe in his hand against the wall and said to the two children, "You continue to sow seeds. I'll go out to see if it's old money and help me put the handle."

There were not many things next door, so Zhao Mingli went out to have a look and was kicked back by the leader Qian.

It was not until the evening that the next door was almost cleaned up before I took the initiative to say hello.

"In the future, we will be neighbors. If there is anything wrong with you, just tell me. I just came a lot of things, but I don't understand. This is a specialty taro strip I brought from my hometown. It's not worth much. I use it as a pocket for my child..."

Yao Xuewei took over the things and said politely, "Don't stand outside the door. Come in and sit for a while. As soon as you moved here, there must be a lot of things that are not ready. Just tell me what else is left..."

"No, I'm still in a mess at home. I'll talk to you next time when I come to your house."

After the courtesy between the two sides, as soon as Yao Xuewei closed the door, Yao Duoduo jumped over and looked at the taro in her hand.