Chapter 73 The landlord raises the rent - "Rebirth in 80s, taking my wife and daughter to eat and drink after the separation"
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Lin Guodong stood up dejectedly and left.
When he walked to the entrance of the courtyard, he looked back in the direction of the kitchen and swallowed.
The aroma of chicken soup spread half way through the alley.
His teeth itched with hatred.
The second child who used to be at the mercy of others is really dead.
Now Lin Guoqiang's heart is as hard as a stone.
But he had to admit it.
This hard-hearted Lin Guoqiang lives a better life than anyone else.
On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, Lin Guoqiang got up early.
Wormwood was planted on the door, and rice dumplings were cooked in the kitchen.
Lin Jing ran around the yard with colorful threads tied around her wrists.
Zhao Sumei made two kinds of rice dumplings, one with red dates and one with bean paste.
Lin Guoqiang stewed an old hen and made braised fish.
The family of four sat around and had a peaceful Dragon Boat Festival.
Zhao Sumei looked at the dishes on the table and suddenly said: "Guoqiang, what do you think we are eating today at the old house?"
Lin Guoqiang picked up a piece of chicken and said, "I don't care what they eat."
Zhao Sumei stopped asking.
She just said it casually.
She feels that her life is very comfortable now and she doesn't want to think about too many people.
After the busy farming season, the market in the town became lively again.
Lin Guoqiang's snack bar and supply and marketing cooperative's braised food counter are doing better than before the wheat harvest.
The weather is hot, and the cold side dishes are selling out quickly.
The braised meat is cut and wrapped in oil paper, so customers can take it home and drink it.
Zhao Zhijun rides a tricycle back and forth to deliver goods every day. He is tanned but full of energy.
Lin Guoqiang bought him a straw hat and added five yuan to him for cooling.
Zhao Zhijun refused, but was blocked by Lin Guoqiang who said, "Take it as long as you are told."
That afternoon, Lin Guoqiang was preparing marinade in the back kitchen when Zhao Sumei came in from the front.
"Guoqiang, Director Ma is here."
Director Ma's real name is Ma Defu, he is the deputy director of the supply and marketing cooperative and the landlord of the snack bar.
When Lin Guoqiang rented this house, he always said nice things to him.
Madford is in his fifties, chubby, wearing a gray short-sleeved shirt and holding a cattail leaf fan in his hand.
After entering the door, I looked around for a moment, and my eyes paused on the steaming braised pots in the back kitchen.
"Director Ma, what brought you here?" Lin Guoqiang wiped his hands and handed over a cigarette.
Madford took the cigarette, lit it, and took a puff.
"Boss Lin, business is good."
"Thanks to you, I'll make do."
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