The soup dumplings made by others are still fragrant on her table.
When Jiang Li released her words, she had no face to break her promise, so she had to pick up the pen and transcribe it again, Zhao Lanxiang frowned again: "No, it's too neat, and it looks wrong at first glance. How you usually write letters, write them now. "
Jiang Li couldn't take it anymore, and almost wanted to drop the pen and quit.
She greedily looked at the iron box in Zhao Lanxiang's hand and said, "Give me some food and I'll write."
Zhao Lanxiang tapped her thumb on the table, and said rudely, "If you want to write, just write, aren't the soup dumplings full?"
"Write!"
Jiang Li felt that today's Zhao Lanxiang was fierce and unreasonable at all.
"Want to eat."
Zhao Lanxiang said, "Don't bargain with me."
Jiang Li bit the bullet and wrote a "scribbled" family letter again.
This Zhao Lanxiang is really strange, she is not allowed to tell his brother that this special mango product was made by her.
Zhao Lanxiang received the letter with satisfaction and folded it into the envelope. Only then was he willing to take a piece out of the iron box and give it to Jiang Li to eat.
Although it was only the leftovers that were fried, it was crispy and charred with the fragrance of mangoes. It was super delicious. Jiang Li crunched and bit off a piece, so sweet that she felt like flying. This is a special product, it is obviously better than the special dim sum of state-run restaurants.
No wonder Zhao Lanxiang wants to add a sentence at the end that all the money has been spent. After buying such an expensive snack, can the wallet not shrink. I also added that it is very cheap, which really understands her thoughts thoroughly. She never says expensive things when she buys things. Anyway, her brother knows that she is always short of money.
She took another bite and ate all the remaining mango rolls. The pleasure brought by sweets made her narrow her eyes. She licked the broken mango rolls with her tongue, and the faint milky fragrance filled the air. in the mouth.
"It's delicious, how is this made, how can it be made so delicious, and it's so delicious when it's fried."
Zhao Lanxiang said lightly: "You can't learn it. I'll go back after you get it. Next time he replies, remember to show it to me."
Jiang Li put her head aside and responded.
She stared at Zhao Lanxiang as she sealed the box tightly with tape. She couldn't help but say, "I won't steal it. Did you make it so strict to prevent thieves?"
Zhao Lanxiang was actually afraid that the mango smell would soak into the stationery. It was exactly what she thought. Jiang Jianjun didn't even want to open the letter.
She coughed and took out two more pieces from the box and gave them to her: "I'll send it tomorrow, you know?"
Jiang Li bit the mango roll and hurriedly responded.
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Zhao Lanxiang made a few small stir-fries in the evening, such as braised fat sausages, stir-fried pork lungs, and pork sausage soup. Although it is simple, it is already richer than eating on New Year's Eve for everyone. Sister He was a little flattered, and Zhao Lanxiang just smiled without saying a word. It is estimated that if the eldest sister knows that this is all earned by her brother, she will be even more surprised.
When everyone got together for dinner in the evening, He Songbai hadn't gotten up yet.
The eldest sister called him, and he slowly brushed his teeth and washed his face, and came to the table to eat.
He could eat two large bowls of rice in one go. The rice was mixed with the vegetable juice of the fat intestines. The rice grains were oily and fragrant. He Songbai had a very good appetite, and it felt like his stomach was a bottomless pit.
If Zhao Lanxiang hadn't stopped him, he would have continued to eat the third bowl.
"You can't eat that much at night."
Zhao Lanxiang tried her best not to communicate with He Songbai when there were people. She was very happy to see his appetite widened, she liked to see him eat like a piglet, it is best to eat every meal, and become tall and strong after half a year. The old man is just worn out, and no matter how much he makes up later, he can't make up for the fat. Other people's mid-life crisis, fat beer belly. He was still lean and lean, elegant and handsome, and looked healthy.
In fact, it's just doing things from the outside.
After he finished dinner, she would give him the mango rolls he made today as his usual snack.
He Songbai heard the words, and hummed "coldly" without a trace.
Big Sister He put down her job and gestured, "Do you want to deliver the cow with me tomorrow?"
He Songbai said, "When will the birth be delivered?"
Sister He said, "I don't know yet."
He Songbai smiled and looked like he was condescending: "That's not good. I'm going to play in the county tomorrow and have an appointment with my brother. You can call Uncle De, he has experience."
Sister He wanted to beat him a few times, but she glared at her brother angrily.
"Okay, let's go play."
After He Songbai finished dinner, he went to Grandma's room to chat with her, and fed her to eat by the way.
He took out the golden bean and returned it to Grandma, "This is Grandpa's relic, don't tell me, I almost sold it. Grandpa wants to ask me to dream tonight and scold me for being unfilial."
Grandma grabbed her rice bowl and didn't want him to feed it, and said angrily, "I can't control my living grandson, how can I control his relics?"
He Songbai took out a white medicine bottle from his arms, shook his hand gently, and the particles inside rustled: "This is a calcium tablet, I heard that taking it will make your hands and feet less painful, come on. Eat one."
He unscrewed the medicine bottle, and a white flower of medicine lay in the palm of his hand.
Grandma looked at the palm of her grandson's open hand. The rough palm under the white particles was rough and red, and the skin was torn.
Her thin hands gently rubbed the lines on his palm, and after a while she said, "Is it hard?"
"Grandma is useless. If you asked your mother to keep you abroad, you wouldn't have to suffer with us."
She choked, "your sister can still enjoy the wealth of a young lady for a few years. You have to endure hardship when you were born. My dear brother..."
He Songbai hated the old grandmother for saying these boundless words, he put the medicine into her mouth, "Take it, I can't let you live a rich and noble life even if I fight my life, but if I can. If you are full, you will be full, your mentality is not right, you need to adjust.”
"Always indulge in the past, and never have a good life."
Grandma kissed her grandson's rough palm, and said with a tearful smile, "I'm also looking forward, looking forward to bringing a baby to Brother Bo! Grandma still has hope!"
"I will teach him the same way I teach you. I will teach him Chinese, teach him to draw, and teach him arithmetic. Although Grandma is a burden, old and cumbersome, her brain is still bright!"
"But brother Bo, hurry up, grandma is too old..."
There was a hint of helplessness in Grandma's old voice. She raised her neck and took a sip of soup before swallowing the calcium tablet.
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