Ma Chengmin went home and told Huang Xiaoliu. Huang Xiaoliu was very happy. She was really happy. She hadn't gone home since she came to Beijing. So Ma Chengmin wanted to take her back to the village to see her face. It's a rare smile.
I heard that it was Lin Qinghe's meaning, Huang Xiaoliu even made a pot of steamed cakes, soft and delicious, very good.
Except for leaving some for his son Ma Xiaodan, the rest was brought over to Lin Qinghe.
"This steamed cake is really good, you made it?" Lin Qinghe gave a lot of face, so he took a piece to eat on the spot and asked Huang Xiaoliu.
"This is a special product from my hometown. You don't want to dislike it, Teacher Lin, and I will make it for you when I come back." Huang Xiaoliu said with a smile.
I heard that I am going back to the village, so I am very happy.
Lin Qinghe also understood that she might not find her self-worth here in Beijing, so she agreed.
This steamed cake is very good to eat. When Zhou Qingbai comes back, Lin Qinghe will give him a taste.
Zhou Qingbai also thought it was good, Lin Qinghe said, "How do you think this steamed cake is sold for breakfast in the shop?"
"?" Zhou Qingbai looked at his daughter-in-law because he was unclear.
This steamed cake is naturally good, he thinks it tastes very good when he eats it, but the profit should not be high.
"Holding Huang Xiaoliu to make something and put it in the shop to try to sell it, it can be regarded as a change of taste." Lin Qinghe said.
She hadn't planned this aspect originally, but this steamed cake is indeed delicious to eat, so Lin Qinghe also had this aspect of mind.
"Yes." Although Zhou Qingbai wouldn't worry about this profit, he didn't have any objection to see that his wife really had this plan.
Tomorrow Ma Chengmin and Huang Xiaoliu will take Ma Xiaodan home, and Lin Qinghe will also come to Huang Xiaoliu and talk about it.
"Can you still sell this steamed cake? Does anyone want it?" Huang Xiaoliu's accent is still heavy, but it's in Mandarin.
Lin Qinghe said: "I eat very delicious, your craftsmanship is extraordinary."
Huang Xiaoliu was rarely praised by others, and it was a little embarrassing to be praised by Lin Qinghe so sparingly. At the same time, he was moved in his heart.
"But I just don’t know how other people’s tastes are. I just want to wait for you and Chengmin to come back. Every morning, you get up early, steam some and try to sell them? If the business is good, then it will stabilize afterwards. "Lin Qinghe said.
"I'm just afraid that it won't be sold." Huang Xiaoliu was happy, but also a little nervous.
"Generally speaking, it won't be impossible to sell. According to your level today, someone will ask for it." Lin Qinghe said.
She has a good appetite, but this steamed cake is really good. People who often eat at the dumpling shop sometimes change the taste but it is also good. As long as Zhou Qingbai sells a few words, it is generally not unsold. .
Ma Chengmin went to buy a ticket and only heard about it when he went home.
I am also grateful. He understands what Lin Qinghe means. This is because his wife's mood is a little frustrated. This is why he gave him a few more days off and let him take her back to the village to relax. He also found such a thing to do. But it can make his wife feel better.
Because of the two good things in succession, Huang Xiaoliu really had a smile on his face. Early the next morning, he followed Ma Chengmin with Ma Xiaodan, and the family of three went back to her family's home.
Lin Qinghe actually wanted to stretch out his hand about Huang Xiaoliu's incident and give her a hand.
This young rural woman is very responsible, but she has a sense of inferiority in addition to her duty. She understands more clearly in her heart that if Ma Chengmin hadn't gone to the countryside, she wouldn't be able to marry such a man if she didn't know how to write a country girl.
After coming here, although Lin Qinghe stayed in the simple place, every time Lin Qinghe went there to sit at home, he cleaned up the floor, which shows that this is a neat and tidy lover.
It's just that I didn't get used to it very much when I came here, the surroundings were too different from where she originally lived, and the pressure from some people outside with a lot of rumors and rumors made people depressed.
Lin Qinghe didn't want this good person to be infected with depression, this was too wrong, so seeing that she had this craft, Lin Qinghe was willing to give her a try.
Find something to do and have the opportunity to realize self-worth while taking care of your family, so you won’t have self-doubt and self-denial.
Zhou Qingbai's dumpling shop opened again, and he also found a temporary worker to wash the dishes.
It was still a while before school started. Lin Qinghe was okay, so he gave Sini homework, and by the way, he came to Qianxianpu to see Wednesday Ni.
On Wednesday, Ni ate a little bit well, and after this year, she felt a lot better.
Lin Qinghe smiled and said, "It seems that Paiguo gave you his share of it."
On Wednesday, Ni blushed slightly and said, "I don't know what's going on, I feel I can eat it all the time."
Basically, she was hungry every other time, so that she felt that she was really fat.
"It's all normal, and those who are pregnant have better appetites." Lin Qinghe said. She has no experience in this, but she also knows that it doesn't taste too much, so she asked Wednesday Ni to restrain it occasionally and be more appropriate.
On Wednesday, Ni also agreed, and said, "Aunt Si, is Huzi's object confirmed?"
We ate the New Year's Eve dinner together, and I also knew that Huzi had brought Chen Shanshan over, but didn't know much about it, so I just asked about it this time.
"If there is no accident, it is confirmed." Lin Qinghe smiled.
The relationship between Huzi and Chen Shanshan is developing very fast. Perhaps it is also a feature of this era. The relationship is not too complicated. The two young people are just right under the acquiescence of the elders.
"That's really good. If the second aunt knew about it, she would be very happy." Wednesday Ni smiled.
Lin Qinghe didn't care much about these things. Everything was about fate. It was natural to have fate, and it was not easy to force it if there was no fate.
On Tuesday, Ni and Wang Yuan returned by car after the Lantern Festival.
The snowstorm this year was relatively heavy, and there was even heavy snow at the Lantern Festival, and the weather was not very good in the next few days.
But when Ni Wangyuan returned to Beijing on Tuesday, Lin Qinghe had already started school.
Ma Chengmin and Huang Xiaoliu's family of three have also returned. This is an icy place, and there is no business after opening a shop, but when the time is up, Lin Qinghe still calls to open a shop, and everyone who needs to go to work will go to work.
When Lin Qinghe came back from get out of class, he saw Tuesday Ni’s much rounder face and smiled: "Go back and ask your mother to feed a lot of delicious food, right?"
On Tuesday, Ni was also embarrassed. During the New Year, everything was fine, so she ate and drank at home all day long, especially because Wang Yuan went back and her mother made good food every day. It was hard to prevent she from gaining weight.
When she came back this time, she brought a special product, and said, "My mother, she marinated a lot of salted duck eggs, one for my grandma, and another one here."