Plaster? Zhou Cuilan picked up a bag of things in transparent plastic bags. This is not like those bought in pharmacies. They all have packaging. The packaging of these plasters is particularly similar to those sold in the streets and alleys.

There is a piece of black ointment on a white cloth, and there is a layer of wax paper outside the ointment. When using it, remove the wax paper, place the ointment on the fire and bake it softly, then put it warm and you can apply it to your body.

Could it be that Anjiaye was cheated of buying fake medicine?

From time to time, there are also doctors from the world who travel around the streets and alleys in the countryside. They sell a variety of things, pain relief pills, toothache patches, muscle and bone pills, etc. They blow their medicine to the point of being amazing, as if they are like fairy pills, and they can live a long life after taking it.

An Jiaye has been suffering from a back pain, she knew that Zhou Cuilan frowned in her eyebrows. An Jiaye must have been cheated. Seeing that there are so many left in this bag, it will definitely not be easy to use, otherwise why would there be left?

Zhou Cuilan became more and more angry the more she thought about it. She could not turn against An Jiaye now, which made her even more angry, which directly made her too lazy to clean up the house. She slept on the bamboo bed at home for a night, and then got up impatiently preparing supper.

She took out the sorghum wine she had made in town this morning, which cost nine cents a pound, and was brewed with pure grain. The degree is high and vigorous. The men who work like this wine the most. First, the cheaper one is the second most powerful one. Third, the grain wine does not burn the throat. Even if you are drunk, your head will not hurt when you sleep. Unlike those packaged bottled wines, some people get headache the next day when you get drunk.

After the wine was poured, Zhou Cuilan went to cook again. She said she wanted to fry peanuts. A few minutes later, the sound of ghosts crying and howling came from the kitchen. She didn't expect to fry peanuts, and the oil on her hands and arms were all burnt.

As she was working, Zhou Cuilan wanted to throw down the fried spoon. Why did she suffer this? She was used to living a comfortable life and was very uncomfortable with this kind of life. However, she made four dishes, one fried cabbage, one steamed bacon, one scallion eggs, and a plate of fried peanuts. Although she looked a little different, she had tried her best.

An Jiaye and Andingkai worked hard in the fields. Both of them were looking forward to dinner and didn't know what they would cook at home. Andingkai even grew up until he hadn't eaten a few meals from his mother. In the past, he ate just a simple meal like a steamed bun and a noodles.

"Dad, I've done all this."

"Let's take a look." An Jiaye came over to check it out, nodded with relief. His son was doing farm work well, and he learned quickly and did it well.

"Okay, go and rest, I'll only have these two rows left."

"Dad, I'll help you, I'll get it home after finishing it."

The father and son were busy working in the fields and completed all the farm work early with higher efficiency than before. The time was just time to eat, and they carried the farm tools and couldn't wait to walk home.

On the way, they smelled the aroma of vegetables from other families, and both of them were so hungry that they were roaring.

As soon as I entered the door, Anjiaye saw that the small table at home was carried out and placed in the yard. There were four dishes, a glass of wine, and rice. The chopsticks were next to it, and there was a large pot of mung bean soup.

This meal made people unable to help swallowing their saliva just by looking at it. An Jiaye even had sore eyes and fever. He and Zhou Cuilan have been married for almost twenty years. For the first time, he ate the serious meal made by his wife.

"Home business, Kaikai, you are back. Go and wash your face and have dinner. I just made it."

Seeing Zhou Cuilan sweating profusely, An Jiaye was a little moved. He entered the kitchen to cook in the hot summer. He worked very hard. He couldn't help but say, "My wife, thank you for your hard work."

"It's okay, just cook for a meal, it's not hard."

An Jiaye and his son were under the water pipe, washed their faces and hands with soap with soap, and An Jiaye twisted a cold towel again, "Wife, wipe your face."

Really, today is his happiest day. He has always fantasized that he can have a wife and a hot meal and hot food when he returns home. This is his dream in this life.

After marrying Zhou Cuilan, he thought he could live such an ordinary but happy life, but he didn't expect that his wife would not do anything at home. At first, he didn't let her do it, for fear of being tired, and thought that she was the new wife and wanted her to enjoy a few more days of happiness.

But when he got to work in the fields, he had no food after he got home. His wife, who had been married for a few days, was already sitting on the mahjong table and was very familiar with the sisters-in-law in the village. He said a few words, and then the whole world changed.

Zhou Cuilan jumped up and scolded him for being useless. When he got married, he was not a cow or a horse to serve him. When he got married, he was a wife to enjoy his happiness. After he was a useless man, his life gradually changed and he gradually lost hope for life.

In his later life, his wife gambling and even carried him on her back to mortgage the house. If someone in the credit union saw it, he would not know that his wife lost 3,000 yuan in gambling.

He never said this money, and he couldn't borrow 3,000 yuan. In the end, he mortgaged the house. He silently paid it for ten years before paying it off. Why did he work so hard but he didn't have much money? In addition to Zhou Cuilan's prodigal family, he also had this loan. He had to exchange for 500 yuan if he didn't pay it back a year. This is a debt that was not moved. He borrowed money from Zhang Laibao several times. This is also the reason why he tried his best to help Zhang Laibao.

For so many years, only Zhang Laibao was willing to help him selflessly. If it weren't for Zhang Laibao, he would have not paid back the loan and the house would have been taken away by the public. From then on, he gradually became disappointed with Zhou Cuilan until the rumors in the village that his wife did not wear anything on her upper body and played cards with a few old bachelors. Her wife was touched by someone, and even the rumors about her daughter-in-law and the village chief made him particularly sad, especially and sad.

But all this suffering seemed to have passed suddenly, and his wife seemed to have grown up and could live a life. He could have food to eat when he went home.

"Home business, why are you doing while standing there? Try this wine. This is the sorghum wine I made in the town."

"Why are you running to the town on a hot day?"

"It's not that the village convenience store has closed down, otherwise I'd better buy it in the village. I can buy it one cup at a time. I'll get you a pound in the town and drink it slowly."

"Cuilan, this is a great day!"

An Jiaye took a sip of wine, which was spicy and roasted, warming his heart warmed him again, and he ate peanuts, which was fragrant! Every dish was so delicious!

Andingkai was also particularly happy. This family finally had a family like that. Unfortunately, my younger brother is still in cram school. If he saw that his parents had such a good relationship, he would definitely be very happy.

Although the food was a little salty, everyone was full. An Jiaye, who had only drunk two taels of wine, stared at Zhou Cuilan's back with a burning look, watching her busy packing the dishes and washing dishes.

"Home business, what is this?"

It was going to bed at night, Zhou Cuilan asked with a bag of plaster.
Chapter completed!