Zhao Lanxiang made several kilograms of sugar balls all at once, and ate them slowly at the rate of one string a day. It would last for half a month.
She picked up the dried and crunchy sugar balls, wrapped them up tightly with moisture-proof greaseproof paper, and put them in the vat for the grain at home.
"I will let my mother keep them in the future. If Xiaohuzi does his homework on time every day and earnestly studies, he will reward you a bunch."
Little Huzi hasn't eaten enough yet, and silently wants to take Bara one out of the tank to eat.But the big water tank was too high and too deep. His five short bodies could not reach the sugar ball at the bottom of the tank. He stared at it silently for a long time.
Zhao Lanxiang said with a smile: "Today you are allowed to eat three more. You eat too much tooth decay. Will you brush your teeth later?"
Little Tiger nodded vigorously.
Zhao Lanxiang took out three hawthorn flavors for him to eat. The red hawthorn was wrapped in transparent sugar thin, crisp and clear, from the outside to the inside first sweet and then sour, the teeth bite a thin layer of crisp sugar with a spider. The screen splits like a silk screen, and Xiao Huzi most enjoys the thrill of crunching sugar.
After he finished eating, Zhao Lanxiang took the children to wash their hands and brush their teeth.
She squeezed him toothpaste, and the mirror of the sink reflected the child's childish face filled with a sense of happiness, stupid and cute, she rarely encountered the young child who had not yet grown up.When he grew up, he had a serious face and a straight man with a straight face. How could he be so cute now.
She rubbed his head, "Go do your homework."
In the afternoon, Feng Lian returned first.
She took off her hat and said with a sigh: "Niu Niu, you will be back in the city tomorrow. Have you packed up?"
Zhao Lanxiang looked at the clock before four o'clock, and some surprised mother returned so early.
She nodded: "It's packed."
Feng Lian thought for a while and said, "Which fellow from the village of Hezitun who came home that day will go back tomorrow?"
"If you don't want your dad to buy more tickets, you two will go back together and have a partner."
Zhao Lanxiang almost didn't hold the pot handle in her hand. If her mother knew that she would talk to this so-called fellow villager in the future, she would probably regret what he said today.
Feng Lian said: "Tonight add food, your dad is estimated to go to the black market to buy meat."
Xiao Huzi, who was writing his homework, pulled his head from the sea of books and cheered happily: "Add food and add food!"
Zhao Lanxiang heard the words, quickly cleaned the pot head, and wiped his hands with a towel.
"Where does my dad know how to buy? Let me go to the black market to meet him."
He Songbai said she wanted to buy vegetables, and her father also bought vegetables. Zhao Lanxiang worried that the food tonight would be heavier and heavier.After all, the family has a small population, and Zhao Yongqing's couple don't like to waste food. They can eat a plate of meat for a long time.
She quickly went to the black market. She did not find Zhao Yongqing for a long time. Instead, she saw the figure of He Songbai traveling in the black market alley.
He bitterly frowned deeply and made trouble, sometimes looking at the fish and shrimp in a daze, and sometimes watching the pork stand still.
Zhao Lanxiang walked up, and He Songbai, who was making a difficult choice in his heart, lit up and asked the target: "What do your parents like to eat?"
"They don't pick their mouths, they love everything."
Zhao Lanxiang followed He Songbai all the way through the Black Market Lane. She bought a piece of rib meat, a layer of fat meat and a layer of lean meat. The taste was very rich.I saw Baihuahua's tofu along the way, and bought a few pieces. Finally, she pinched the heart of the pinch and picked a cabbage into the basket.
The first time He Songbai met the parents of the target, he always felt that there were shortcomings when he bought them.
He told Zhao Lanxiang: "Go back first, and I will come later."
Zhao Lanxiang was still thinking about finding a relative, and then nodded, carrying these dishes and disappeared in the black market.
His upright body was strong from the rural people, his pace was steady and solid, and the weight of the shoulder was pressing on his shoulders, which could not overwhelm him.Zhao Yongqing will not be able to do it anymore. The old bones of the youth will certainly not be overwhelmed.
Although the weather was very cold, He Songbai picked the coal all the way and soon sweated. The sweat shed from his forehead and wet his flowing hair.He stopped and took out his sweat towel and wiped his face.
Zhao Yongqing clapped his hands and said, "Let's have a hot tea at my house. My rice cake and buns are delicious. You have to try it."
He Songbai responded with a smile, "Okay, drink hot tea."
After walking a few tens of meters, Zhao Yongqing twisted the car bell. A clear bell rang, and he pointed to the building in front of him: "I'm here."
Feng Lian heard the man ringing the car bell upstairs and quickly went downstairs.
She opened the door and said in surprise: "Xiaobai-are you here?"
After hearing his wife's words, Zhao Yongqing realized that the fate was really dramatic. He looked at the big book in the car basket. No wonder he became more familiar with it.
This... isn't the Marx series he bought for Niu Niu when he first went to middle school?
He was a little speechless and silently removed the sack attached to the front of the car, before asking calmly: "Are you a student of my lover?"
Feng Lian gave Zhao Yongqing a glance, watching him push the car to park without both hands free, and quickly took over the sack.
"How could this be Niu Niu's fellow villager in Hezitun, Xiaobai you came just right, should I go back to the country tomorrow?"
He Songbai nodded.
Feng Lian carried a sack, and the chicken in it suddenly clucked.
He Songbai explained: "This is the old hen I went to the countryside to catch. Thank you Aunt for the sausage. It's delicious."
Feng Lian sent more than three pounds of dachshund to He Songbai. He Songbai returned more than three pounds of chicken. The value was about the same. This return was not thick.Feng Lian took it and thought he was not willing to take advantage of it.
She shouted: "Your child is more pragmatic, and said that the sausage is sent, and you deliberately run for a chicken."
It is also said that people of this year are very particular about human relations, and precious things will not be accepted in plain fashion. The Zhang family sent the Li family a pound of meat, and the Li family must also return this kind of relationship on other occasions.
The food is precious, and no one's silver money bills come from the wind.
Feng Lian carried the chicken, and said that the young man was very polite.But after looking at the worn jacket he was wearing, he felt that the chicken in his hand was too expensive. For him, he was afraid that it would be costly.
Feng Lian said: "Don't stand silly, go into the house!"
Zhao Lanxiang was on the window sill at home, looking at this scene with both hands on his cheeks, and couldn't help laughing.
She soon went to clean up the fresh clams. Today it is too late to hang the old broth and use the clams to make soup fresh.Before He Songbai returned, she had minced the pork and prepared it as a lion's head. She cut it carefully and patiently. The cut meat was separated, leaving the essence in the meat.Chopping meat is convenient, but it affects the taste.
The author has something to say: *
small theater:
Lifetime Jun: Brother Bo, you have enough three badges, ready to summon the Shenlong
Bo Ge: Badge?
Lifetime Jun: It is the badge of goodwill from the father-in-law, the badge of care of the mother-in-law, and the friendly badge of the uncle
This Bossau operation, ah...
By the way, harvest a badge of convincing from life.