MTL - There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s-Chapter 138 Where did the stuff go?

Chapter 138 Where did the things go?

Zheng Maoshan asked out of sheer concern. Factory Director Gu and the others came to help dig canals and the village should arrange food and drink, but the village really did not have the ability, so they should help with cooking.

He was worried that Xinyue was not in good health and she would not be able to cope with it. A big pot of rice for more than thirty people was not as easy as cooking for a few people in his own family.

  “Also.”

 Gu Changfeng remembered that Gao Guilan asked the factory to send another person. Since Zheng Maoshan was willing to send another person, it would be easier for him to send him from the factory.

“Okay, the pot and tripod will be prepared in the village, so you don’t need to bring them over from the factory.”

Zheng Maoshan happily agreed. Gu Changfeng didn't have to ask, he already thought of preparing something for him.

This meal was quite enjoyable and we finalized many details of digging ditches.

After dinner, Gu Changfeng said goodbye and returned to the city. Zheng Maoshan went home happily after eating and drinking.

Gao Guilan locked the courtyard door, ran to the warehouse with a flashlight and rummaged around. The extra corn noodles and other vegetables and fruits in the rice vat seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, as if they had never existed. Strange?

Zheng Xinyue followed her mother and watched her rummaging around in the warehouse.

 My mother’s expressions are really rich. Sometimes she frowns, sometimes she feels annoyed, and sometimes she scratches her head in thought.

She held back her laughter and rummaged along. While searching, she asked in a low voice: "Mom, why are the things gone? I was scared to death just now. If the people in the city find out, I will jump into the Yellow River and wash myself." Not clear."

 “Isn’t it? It scared me so much that my heart almost jumped out of my chest.”

Gao Guilan answered absentmindedly. Standing in the warehouse, Zhongxin slapped his face in annoyance. He suddenly moved his eyes to his daughter's face and asked softly: "Xinyue, did you put it away?"

 “No, where can I hide so many things?”

Zheng Xinyue hurriedly waved her hands to deny it, but Gao Guilan didn't care about her answer at all? He had already rejected it: "It's such a big place, where can you hide it? It can't be your sister-in-law and the others. Where did that thing go?"

Gao Guilan’s eyebrows were so furrowed that she could kill a fly. After escaping the disaster, she began to feel sorry for those good things.

“Perhaps Master Huang saw that we were having trouble taking the things back?”

Zheng Xinyue whispered guidance from the side, asking her mother to think about Huang Pizi to prevent her from doubting.

“Yes, that must be the case. Otherwise, if there are so many things, anyone who touches them will be discovered. Master Huang must have known that we were in trouble and came to rescue us.”

Gao Guilan was enlightened when Zheng Xinyue reminded her. She clapped her thighs excitedly. She was even more grateful to the so-called Master Huang and bowed in a circle with her palms together while mumbling something.

“Thank you, Master Huang, for your blessing. I will burn incense for you and kill chickens for you to eat.”

“Mom, please don’t be superstitious and thank us in your heart now. Master Huang won’t blame us.”

Zheng Xinyue was busy interrupting. Do you dare to burn incense at this time? She must give up this idea.

“Yes, yes, I am grateful in my heart, Master Huang can also know it.”

After listening to her daughter's words, Gao Guilan remembered that she was not allowed to do this now. She clasped her hands together and bowed in a circle, saying, "Master Huang, we are short of food now. It is too dangerous to go out to buy it. You should send us food in the future!" It would be better to have some eggs and meat, and by the way, there are also cloth stamps and food stamps, and it would be better to give some rice and flour."

Zheng Xinyue listened to her mother's words and wanted to laugh in her heart. She wanted enough, she had the food, and she could think of a way to get the eggs. Where could she get these cloth and food stamps?

 “What are you two doing?”

 (End of this chapter)