Taoist temple in the mountains

Chapter 803, Really Fragrant

A sumptuous family dinner.

Chicken, duck, fish and meat are all available. Although life is already a bit difficult, there is no stinginess in hospitality.

Zhao Zihei ate his fill and was holding on.

Even Zhao Qiang was overwhelmed by Ma Lirong's proficient cooking skills, saying that the person who can marry him back home is definitely lucky for three lives-of course, Zhao Qiang, the sister-in-law, didn't mean to think about it.

While eating, there was a knock at the door.

As soon as she heard the door ring, Aunt Zhao went to open the door overjoyed.

When I opened the door, I saw a handsome man in a suit and leather shoes standing in front of the door, holding a large bag of fruit in his hand.

"Uncle Huang." Ma Lirong was also overjoyed when she saw this uncle, obviously enthusiastic: "Why are you here?"

"I'll drop by to have a look." Huang Qiang smiled slightly, the corners of his mouth curled up, the uncle was full of charm, then he looked inside, and suddenly apologized: "Ah, sorry, I didn't know you had guests."

"It's okay, it's okay, let's have a lively meal together." Aunt Zhao's sister also received Huang Qiang very warmly.

"Then I'd rather be obedient than respectful." Huang Qiang smiled. When he saw Aunt Zhao, he was slightly taken aback, feeling a little familiar: "You are... oh long time no see."

"Nizi! It's you! I didn't expect you to be so beautiful after so many years."

"Oh, this little mouth is sweet. It's the same as before, with a glib tongue." Aunt Zhao's joy was almost blossoming, and she was surprised that Huang Qiang could remember her, and she was still amazed at his change.

That little gangster back then has now turned into a successful person in a pharmaceutical company. Time is really a butcher's knife.

Killed the pigs back then into elites.

"I've heard about Uncle Huang Qiang before, but I didn't expect such a big change. Is this the prodigal son's return?" Zhao Qiang sighed.

"If the prodigal son turns back, he won't change his money." Li Yun said calmly, adding a word silently in his heart.

The prodigal son who turns back is worth nothing.

At this time, everyone in front of us is happy to eat, and the host and guest enjoy themselves.

Coupled with the high-grade fruits brought by Huang Qiang, the whole room is filled with a happy atmosphere.

Really fragrant
Ma Benqiang moved his 'home' to another sparsely populated pigsty.

It is still a simple cardboard mattress.

Next to the pigsty, there are very few people passing by, and there is turf that can be pulled and used to block the wind, so you can eat noodles with peace of mind.

Skillfully picked up the spring water, boiled it in a small pot, and soaked Master Kong's beef noodles for tonight.

After 3 minutes, the instant noodles come out of the pot.

Really fragrant.

"Prickly, piercing—"

Three times, five times and two times, I ate up the Master Kong beef noodles.

He patted his stomach, leaned against the wall contentedly, and didn't dislike the dirty ones.

Ma Benqiang felt the emotion of [happiness] spreading.

A bowl of Master Kong Beef Noodles can produce a small sense of happiness.

Simple and humble happiness.

very nice.

Ma Benqiang began to smile silly, reminiscing about the little happiness just now.

"So, you are really here, that guy didn't brag to me b"

Ma Benqiang turned around and saw that it was the foreman, holding a bag of roast duck and Red Star Erguotou in his hand.

Originally, Ma Benqiang wanted to cover his face, but he was caught by the foreman, and he didn't dislike anything, so he sat next to him: "Don't hide it, I won't say it, come here, there are roast duck and Erguotou here."

"It's dirty here." Ma Benqiang hesitated, looking at the dusty floor.

"Sometimes the construction site is even dirtier. How can those who dislike this and that despise do the work on the construction site? We are not those delicate babies." The foreman sneered, and after sitting down, he gnawed on a big duck leg. : "You eat too, how can you be full with this instant noodles, no wonder you work like a little chicken."

Ma Benqiang hesitated for a moment, thanked him, tore off a piece of chicken wing and ate it.

I don't care about the dry and cold taste and the inferior and greasy taste. What kind of bicycle do I need if I have meat?
“This is Lao Zhang’s roast duck restaurant at the entrance of the village”

"Hey, you also know that it's Lao Zhang's roast duck restaurant. The roast duck there is really good, cheap, and the quantity is large, but it has some strange taste, but we don't care about the taste, you say. "

Roasted duck served with a cup of Erguotou made Ma Benqiang find the taste of happiness again.

It tastes happier than Master Kong beef noodles.

After drinking a glass of Erguotou, the foreman's face turned a little red: "Why are you wandering? Isn't your house on the other side? Experience life outside?"

"I divorced and left the house to them"

pat-

The glass was shattered.

The foreman couldn't believe that this was the answer in front of him, and he said in amazement: "You said you were divorced. You left the house to them? You didn't leave anything behind yourself. Are you sick? You worked so hard to move the bricks out. , why?"

The foreman knew what Ma Benqiang paid for this house a few years ago.

Give everything.

Originally, Ma Benqiang's body was not that bad. Although he was still so thin, he could still do things like moving bricks.

He is desperate.

For the sake of the family, for the sake of her daughter, she desperately moved bricks, and used her weak body to do things that even strong people would not do.

The high-intensity labor day and night left marks on his body and left no small root cause.

Up to now, I have lost the strength to even move bricks.

In exchange for that beautiful house.

Originally, this matter was not perfect, but the result was acceptable anyway.

But after paying his flesh and blood for the house, Ma Benqiang lived by the pigsty eating instant noodles, losing his health and shelter
lost everything.

The foreman had just passed by, and the cheerful laughter and the smell of chicken, duck and goose from there made the foreman feel very dissatisfied.

Why?
Why should Ma Benqiang be treated like this?

"Your wife and daughter are turtle bastards."

Looking at the indignant foreman, Ma Benqiang smiled wryly: "No, these are all my faults, please don't blame them. Don't talk nonsense. I just said it as your friend."

"Your fault? You actually think it's your fault? All these years of hard work are for the two of them, and now you say it's your fault to kick you out of the house?" The foreman was stunned, and he never thought that Ma Benqiang's thinking would be like this.

"I bet on the World Cup," Ma Benqiang turned his head away.

Gambling.

Very harsh word.

The foreman fell silent.

He also gambled and lost a month's salary.
Of course, the foreman stopped after losing a month's salary, and it was just a little distressed.

But gambling, there are many people who put all their wealth into it and want to fight hard.

Without exception, they are all losers.

Ma Benqiang's attitude is obvious.

Showing the identity of the loser.

However.
The foreman said slowly.

"I do not believe."

(End of this chapter)