Chapter 478： Mom, I'm hungry

Chapter 478 Mom, I’m hungry

“You are thirteen years old, don’t you think about whether your elders have eaten or not when you eat?

I know you grew up in a rural area and may not be very particular about it, but do you know the basics of respecting the elderly, caring for the young and being polite?

There are very strict rules in your rural areas. Children cannot even get to the table if the adults don't eat.

I didn’t even eat a bite! "Mother Zhong couldn't help but say.

She has always done a good job in face projects, and now she wants to put a big label on Di Guoliang from the beginning. As long as a person is not filial, he has shortcomings all over him.

If there is any conflict in the future, the audience will be on her side.

So if the food for the day is gone, it will be gone. She has to make this bag of food work to its maximum effect.

Di Guoliang said doubtfully: "Didn't you say you weren't hungry? And when you gave me a bag of rice, you didn't say how much you wanted me to eat. Doesn't that mean you let me eat with an open stomach?"

"When did I say I'm not hungry anymore? When I gave you the bag, didn't I tell you to eat something first? What do you mean by something? You definitely can't eat with an open stomach!" Mother Zhong said with a worried look on her face: "We The city is no better than the countryside, allowing you to eat with open stomach.

Every person in our city is provided with a certain amount of food every month. In the first half of the month, we eat more, and in the second half of the month, we have to drink water to satisfy our hunger. Even if you have money, you may not be able to buy food.

Forget this meal, you will have to eat half full like us from now on. "

“Why do you city dwellers have so many thoughts on your mind? You have to twist your mind to understand everything you say?

Obviously you just told these two little brats that you were hungry after eating so much in the morning.

I can eat with confidence.

This is not much. I haven’t eaten enough yet. I drank several jars of water before I could barely stop feeling uncomfortable.

You can do whatever you want to me, just don’t starve me!

My mother said that to see if a person treats me well, just make sure I have enough food!

With so many people watching, you can’t eat my food! "

Di Guoliang scratched his neck and protested for his stomach.

Zhong Mu was so angry that she almost fell down. To her, Di Guoliang's last words were a naked threat. However, she loves face and has to compromise.

Di Guoliang was so good at eating that he didn't want to torture his stomach. When he wasn't full, he would make a loud noise that could be heard throughout the carriage.

Thinking about the twelve hundred yuan, Zhong Mu kept giving herself psychological counseling, and the muscles on her face twitched to express a smile. Even if she wanted to buy the cheapest and filling meal, the food on the train and at the station were not cheap.

And she was also exhausted along the way and didn't eat much.

She missed her eldest son very much at this time. He is really a sensible and well-behaved child. He eats very little and does all the housework. How can he be so troublesome?

The train finally arrived in Shanghai just when Zhong Muqian was about to bottom out.

Taking the bus home, the Pei family lived in the dormitory of the textile factory. Along the way, everyone asked curiously: "Daughter-in-law of Dong Gang, who is this relative of yours?"

We haven’t seen any interaction with your family in normal times? "

“This young man looks really energetic. I haven’t seen him like this for many years...”

“He looks like Zhang Fei and Li Kui from TV shows. Keeping it at home can ward off evil spirits..."

They gathered around from a distance, pointing and discussing, like looking at apes.

Zhong Mu was too embarrassed to speak, but she couldn't wait until she could figure out how to express it.

Di Guoliang's loud voice made everyone's ears numb: "Hello, grandparents, uncles, aunts, aunts, brothers and sisters! I am the son of Comrade Zhong Meixin!"

“You, what do you say again! Me,” Mother Zhong waved her hands in fright.

"Didn't we agree?" Di Guoliang scratched his head and said in confusion, "Or are you not going to ask for two hundred yuan?"

“Children, what did you agree on? Why are you still involved with two hundred yuan?” Everyone’s gossip was burning brightly.

Zhong Mu looked at the photographer and assistant who were just passers-by behind her. In order to get 1,200 yuan, she had no choice but to say, "This is my godson. He will stay here for two months."

Having said the words, she showed her usual gentle and gentle demeanor and added with a smile: "You may not think that he is strong, but in fact he is only thirteen years old, just like my Kang Le."

Everyone looked at Di Guoliang again in surprise, "Young man, what did you eat when you grew up?"

People in Shanghai are a little thinner than northerners. People like Di Guoliang are really rare.

He chuckled and scratched his head: "I can eat everything, but my appetite is bigger than yours."

Pei Donggang is the team leader of the textile factory. He was assigned to a small house on the fourth floor with an area of ​​50 square meters, two bedrooms, one living room and a balcony. The house is clean and tidy.

Di Guoliang looked at it twice without much interest, and kicked off his shoes, "Mom, we haven't had lunch yet. How about you make some noodles? Just use your vegetable washing basin to serve it for me, and put two poached eggs in it." , a whole radish, and a few radish pickles!”

The two younger ones were also a little embarrassed, and nodded after hearing this: "Mom, we want to eat hand-made noodles!"

“Put a few slices of bacon…”

Zhong’s mother ignored them. Instead, she went into the house to pack things for the two children and said, “I told your grandma before that I would send you to stay for a few days after returning from Kyoto.

I can take some jobs at home and earn back my round-trip ticket. "

Di Guoliang asked curiously: "Mom, what kind of work is there in the city that can earn back the ticket? You bought one ticket when you took Zhong Kangle there, and bought two tickets when you came, that's sixty How much money!”

Zhong Mu nodded sadly, and replied helplessly: "There is no work, just gluing matchboxes or medicine bags. You can't make eight yuan a day."

The burden of the family falls on your father.

I have to share it for him.

This time I will do more, let’s do it together,” she said with a chuckle: “Mom will save the money you earn for you and buy you food later. "

Di Guoliang said oh, continued to rub his stomach and said, "Mom, I'm hungry!"

“I’m taking Chuanchuan and Yangyang to Kyoto to see Kang Le in the past few days. Your father should be eating in the canteen three times a day.

The house is just like when I left, nothing is left and I haven’t had time to buy anything.

Let’s take them to my mother’s house first. On the way back, we’ll buy some vegetables and grain and cook them at home. "The more Zhong Mu talked, the more she felt that she was very witty.

As long as the two young ancestors are sent to her parents' home, she and Pei Donggang can take Di Guoliang to eat glutinous rice together!

 I heard that the stomach can change. As long as he is hungry for three to five meals, she believes that his appetite must be much less, plus the illusion of dishes.

The audience will only think that Di Guoliang is causing trouble and making trouble, while she has gained both fame and fortune!

Di Guoliang was lying on the sofa, and the child got angry: "You can send it yourself, I'm so hungry that I can't walk."

As long as his stomach is empty, his temper will become irritable and he will feel uncomfortable no matter what.

(End of this chapter)