Bai Fumei in the ’70s

Chapter 15

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Just when Zhao Lanxiang counted when He Songbai came back with his fingers, there was a knock on the door.

She opened the door with joy, and what came to her was Jiang Li's beaming smile. Zhao Lanxiang was about to blurt out "You're back" but was choked in her throat.

Jiang Li said excitedly, "Let's eat noodles today!"

She couldn't hide the deep joy in her words. When it came to eating noodles, her dark eyes seemed to be lit up in an instant.

Ever since Jiang Li ate a meal of noodles made by Zhao Lanxiang herself, and then went to the state-run restaurant in the city to eat small stir-fried noodles and noodles, it was not delicious. Not only did it taste bad, but it also became more and more irritable. She wanted to find something as delicious as Zhao Lanxiang made, but she was disappointed in everything she ate. She ordered the most expensive noodles in the restaurant. The meat was not tender or fragrant, and the noodles were soft and mushy. It was a waste of food stamps!

In this strong contrast, Jiang Li misses Zhao Lanxiang's noodles more and more.

Thinking over and over at night, she was eating even in her dreams. When she woke up one day with the drool from her dream on her pillow, Jiang Li knew she couldn't take it any longer. As soon as the weekend came, she couldn't wait to come to Zhao Lanxiang.

She has understood a fact that she doesn't want to admit. Even if she goes back to a home where everything is lacking, she still can't find a face that suits her taste. If you want to eat noodles, you have to find Zhao Lanxiang.

Isn't it just food stamps and money, if she wants it, give it to her! If she can eat noodles, she will give you all the meat!

Zhao Lanxiang stroked her forehead when she heard the words, and said, "You can't eat noodles if you want. I didn't have a soup base last night, so I couldn't make fresh soup."

She patronized the dark and got up early to make mung bean cake, where is there any spare time to hang old soup. Besides, she has no interest in accommodating the eldest lady's taste.

Jiang Li, whose cheeks were flushed with excitement because of eating noodles, suddenly felt as if she had been poured down from the head by a basin of ice water, and her heart was cold. For the first time in my life, I took the initiative and encountered Waterloo.

Jiang Lixin's pink cheeks faded instantly, she puffed out her cheeks, "I'm going to eat it now."

Doesn't Zhao Lanxiang still want to be her sister-in-law? She doesn't want such a good chance to flatter her now. When will she wait

It's a pity that Zhao Lanxiang didn't eat this set.

She spread her hands and said lightly: "If you want to eat noodles, first you have to go to the store to buy the bones and come back. The journey will take at least three hours, and then come back and cook the soup for another three hours. After everything is done, you can finally Start making noodles with noodles, it will be dark by the time you can eat noodles.

But... none of this is important, the important thing is that this weekend, there were a lot of people queuing at the store. Wait in line for at least an hour, and when it's your turn, you may not even have any slag left. "

you want to eat

Think beautiful!

After Jiang Li heard these words, she was like an eggplant suffering from frost. After listening to Zhao Lanxiang's analysis, she also knew that it was impossible to eat noodles today, so she bit her lip in disappointment, like an abandoned poor dog.

She reluctantly backed down and said, "I want to eat tomorrow."

Zhao Lanxiang continued to use the knife with a smile, and she said calmly, "Didn't I say that you can't buy cylinder bones on weekends."

Jiang Li just wanted to stomp her feet. She thought so hard about pork belly noodles for a week that she couldn't even eat it

She suddenly froze, and angrily threw out a sentence: "Don't think I don't know, you just don't want to make it for me."

"That's not good, that's not good, Zhao Lanxiang, I think you don't want to get along with my brother, right?"

Zhao Lanxiang smiled and said: "Well, next time I buy a tube bone, I'll call you. But... You know, I don't have much food stamps in my hand... As for the meat, I've also eaten up the meat."

As for whether there will be a next time, only she herself knows.

Her pink cheeks heated up suspiciously from the disobedience. She is indeed "very poor", and the bills and money she has earned from the adventure are not enough to spend on her own, so why give others free food and drink? If it was someone else, it would be fine for her to have a meal or two.

And Jiang Li... Anyone can eat without food, she won't be hungry, and she can eat deliciously. Such a fat sheep, still need her to "help"

It's good not to be slaughtered hard.

Jiang Li struggled for a long time, and painfully took out a jin of food stamps and a jin of meat stamps from her pocket.

"It's all given to you, and I'm not eating you for nothing. You can't donate me if you take my ticket."

Zhao Lanxiang smiled and put it in his pocket, very satisfied.

For the sake of receiving so many food stamps, she somehow got into the woodshed and gave Jiang Li a bowl of braised pork rice with green beans.

This is what Zhao Lanxiang specially made He Songbai to eat, and even a bowl is enough to eat.

The gray-white porcelain bowl is filled with green bean rice, the plump rice grains are wrapped in oil, and the oil is bright and yellow. Jiang Li took a deep sniff, her devastated stomach rumbled in time, and she snorted embarrassedly and angrily.

She squatted down to the table with the bowl in her hand, and ate it with chopsticks.

The appearance of this bowl of rice looks good, and the taste is very fragrant. I never expected—

It tastes so delicious!

ooh ooh...

The green beans are crunchy and glutinous, chewy and fragrant, and they taste particularly greasy. The braised pork is fat and thin, fat but not greasy, the taste is tender and wonderful, the taste is rich and sweet, it is full of fragrance when you eat it, and you lick the oily juice from your lips. Makes people want to eat more and more. How is this meat marinated, can it be so delicious

This bowl of rice was like a spring breeze, which healed Jiang Li's trauma.

Jiang Li's deflated eyes suddenly regained brightness and brilliance, and she buried her head in three or two strokes to solve most of the bowl.

Jiang Li, whose stomach was a little full, hummed and said, "Why didn't you bring out such delicious food earlier?"

Zhao Lanxiang covered the green bean rice with the pot lid, and wiped his hands with a clean rag by the stove.

"I didn't expect you to come, and I didn't cook much. Since I received your food stamp, I'm always embarrassed to let you go back on an empty stomach. It's just that this bowl is gone, don't want to eat more. .Your bowl is still squeezed out of other people's food."

Jiang Li choked on Zhao Lanxiang's straightforward words.

She is quite straightforward, and frankly gave her this bowl of rice only for the sake of food stamps. Zhao Lanxiang didn't say it, Jiang Li thought it was for her brother's sake!

She didn't particularly like what Zhao Lanxiang said, but she couldn't hate her straightforward way of speaking. Jiang Li would prefer her to be more honest than to be hypocritical and curtsy. She clearly felt that Zhao Lanxiang's temperament had changed, and she was not as annoying as before.

Of course, Jiang Li would not have guessed that Zhao Lanxiang in front of her was a person who had been reborn and changed her core. She just blamed all these psychological changes on this meal. Li didn't care about Zhao Lanxiang's general knowledge, she just lowered her head to eat, chewed beans, and sipped fat, with that ruthless energy like a field mouse that got into the landlord's warehouse, gulps and gulps.

Zhao Lanxiang took the time to calculate, He Songbai should have almost finished selling and came back.

Fortunately, Jiang Li's meal was almost finished. She seemed to have been hungry for a few days. After eating a bowl, she wanted to eat more. Zhao Lanxiang didn't let her succeed, grabbing her collar and "send" her out.

At noon, Zhao Lanxiang heard footsteps coming from the door, thinking that He Songbai had returned.

She looked out of the window with some anticipation, and found that it was a young man with a raw face.

The young man saw the girl sticking her head out of the window, showing a set of white teeth.

"do you remember me?"

Zhao Lanxiang recognized the voice and immediately lowered the curtains with a "pop". This young man... Isn't he the one who sells grain on the black market, how did he find it

People who eat this meal are really afraid of running into acquaintances. Zhao Lanxiang wondered how this person would appear in the He's house, but there was a knock on the door. She sat at the table reading a book and didn't move.

After a while, the person knocking on the door finally became impatient and coughed lightly: "It's me, open the door."

Hearing He Songbai's voice, Zhao Lanxiang went to open the door immediately.

He Songbai's face was stained red by the sun. He stood in front of Zhao Lanxiang's door drenched in sweat, panting slightly, but in good spirits. Mai-se's face was deep and sharp, and unlike usual, his brows were a little more relaxed, instead of a silent and tight wrinkle.

This added a bit of heroism to his young face, and the whole outline was full of brilliance.

"You count these."

He handed a thick stack of bills to Zhao Lanxiang's table. Zhao Lanxiang picked it up and counted it. There were more than ten yuan, ten kilograms of noodles and mung beans, which weighed four kilograms after being steamed. It should be sold for about eight yuan, and the money he gave her is more than one yuan!

And the bills he collected were also varied: meat bills, stamps, coal bills, cloth bills... Zhao Lanxiang was dazzled. Among the colorful tickets, she also saw the tickets for the menstrual belt.

Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help but black out.

He Songbai really has the ability to tease people. He asked him to sell mung bean cakes. He also collected these menstrual tickets for her. When Zhao Lanxiang turned it over, her ears were quietly red.

She threw the money and tickets into the cabinet and asked embarrassedly, "Have you eaten yet?"

He was in a hurry, and Zhao Lanxiang didn't have time to tell him to let him eat something in the county after selling the mung bean cake and come back. He is reluctant to eat something delicious. , it was his turn to save money desperately.

Zhao Lanxiang saw that his lips were slightly dry and white, and his blood pressure was low, and he really felt sorry for him and hated his character.

He Songbai didn't answer her words, and said directly: "Next time you want to sell something in the city, give it to me. It's not safe for you to do this kind of thing as a girl."

Zhao Lanxiang walked out of the room from his side, slid into the wood room and filled the pot with green beans and braised pork rice.

The author has something to say:

PS: Seeing that everyone's reaction was so intense, Wei Wei slightly modified the heroine's attitude towards Jiang Li.

Human nature is complex, with a side that tickles your teeth and a side that is suddenly shocking and awe-inspiring.

Don't be impatient.

Sit down and watch.