Squeamish Bag In The Seventies (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 10

A bandage was tied to Zhang Juhua's head, which she fell on the way back from a big fight with Mr. Jiang, Liu Aidi and others last night.

She felt angry when she remembered what happened last night, and felt even more pain in the sprained waist and feet.

Last night, she and Jiang Cuicui were walking on the way home. They didn’t know what was going on. She was obviously far away from the smelly ditch, but she was caught in a stone, and she fell off and did not say anything. After several laps, he fell into the stinking ditch in a daze.

He was covered with stinky dung, and he broke his head and shed blood on his face.

Jiang Cuicui also fell, but she was lucky. She fell after she fell. It happened to be on her body and almost crushed her old waist.

At that point, the commune’s health clinic was also closed, and Jiang Cuicui took her to a barefoot doctor's house in the village immediately, which stopped her bleeding.

Because of her injuries, she was unable to come to work today, so she simply cooked at home for men and girls, this is to bring them food.

When Zhang Juhua saw Fang Guizhi's mother and daughter, he was unmoved. He didn't feel that he had occupied the position that Fang Guizhi had taken a long time ago, and there was nothing wrong with throwing their lunch boxes aside.

Jiang Cuicui, who was also walking towards the distance, waved his hand: "Cui Cui, come here quickly, Mom has a good place! You can lie down for a while after dinner!"

The face of a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, and you can bear my expression.

When Fang Guizhi looked at Zhang Juhua's hob meat, when he was joking with her daughter, the smile on her face disappeared.

She shook her face, but in front of so many people in the village, she and Zhang Juhua were a gangster, and it was not very easy to have an attack. She could only say: "Chrysanthemum, this stone has already been taken by me. I threw away my lunch box and took over the rocks again. Something is not suitable, right?"

Zhang Juhua took out his ears: "This stone is occupied by you? You see if your name is written on the top, or what? You said that you occupied the first thing that you occupied first? I said this stone is I took first, is there any problem?"

Fang Guizhi was so angry that his voice changed: "My lunch box was placed on the rock just now. You threw the lunch box down. Do you still pretend that you don't know?"

If this kind of behavior of'putting things somewhere to occupy a place' is not recognized by everyone, then Fang Guizhi has nothing to say; but their rules here are like this. When people are not free, put things away. In that place, the behavior used to occupy the position is okay. Everyone does this, and it is assumed that whoever puts things in, the position belongs to.

Zhang Juhua said that again, it was an act of a spoiler, deliberately looking for trouble.

"You put the lunch box on the rock? Why didn't I see it? When I first came, your lunch box was not on the rock!" Zhang Juhua's dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

Someone on the side has already begun to speak for Fang Guizhi. After all, the eyes of the masses are discerning. They still don't know who is taking the first place?

But regardless of what everyone said, Zhang Juhua didn't recognize it, and couldn't help it.

Fang Guizhi wanted to push Zhang Juhua away angrily. She really wanted to grab this stone today.

In fact, eating on a rock or eating in other places is nothing more than being unable to sit in other places and being exposed to the sun. Other things are not a big deal.