When Zhao Lanxiang rushed back to He's house excitedly, it was almost time for lunch. However, He Songbai was not in the house, and the blanket was empty. Zhao Lanxiang held a hot letter in her arms, her heart was as hot as rolling lava.
She wished she could rush to the bullpen and win Gu Huaijin over. But she suppressed her anxiety, put down the letter, and waited patiently for He Songbai to return in the room.
She knew very well the meaning of pleasing Gu Huaijin, which was far less effective than He Songbai's "pleasing". There is a saying that buy a horse to see the articulation, and make friends to feel the heart.
He Songbai had no motives in dealing with him, so he acted frankly and honestly, neither humble nor arrogant. And she was motivated, no matter how well she concealed it, her behavior would inevitably be inferior. In particular, people like Gu Huaijin who have rich social experience, and who are suddenly attacked when they are middle-aged, are even more sensitive. He is not as foolish as Jiang Li, a little girl who is not deep in the world.
In the past, Zhao Lanxiang treated Gu Huaijin like a passerby who met by chance. After that, she had to continue to maintain this attitude. Even if she changed, it would not change too quickly.
Zhao Lanxiang waited for a long time and still didn't see He Songbai returning. Seeing that the sun was getting higher, he simply started cooking.
The man came back with a rack of pork ribs today. Zhao Lanxiang made a bowl of pork ribs with soybeans. The rice grains and ribs were steamed in a cage. They were covered with dried lotus leaves specially dried by Zhao Lanxiang in the summer, and poured with rich and delicious tempeh sauce. . The wisps of water vapor that came out had the aroma of lotus leaf rice.
She deliberately served more meals than usual, and played a little bit of caution. Open the window a little while cooking. After finishing the meal, she picked it up swiftly with her hands and feet, thinking that she was about to order everyone to have lunch.
But she didn't want to look back, she almost bumped into the man's hard chest.
He Songbai wiped the sweat from his forehead and took a breath.
"Have lunch so early?"
Zhao Lanxiang breathed a sigh of relief, "Are you hungry?"
"Let's eat, I have steamed pork ribs today, it's delicious."
He Songbai can smell the rich meat aroma from a long distance. The fermented soybean fermented soybean fermented fermented fermented bean curd for a whole month has a strong aroma that can waft from afar, and it is said to be mouth-watering. Not too much.
He Songbai had just returned from several trips of firewood, and his stomach was unbearably hungry.
He took the meal that was served by the object, and shaved three big bowls out to eat. The thick fermented fermented fermented bean is steamed into fermented fermented fermented fermented fermented fermented fermented fermented rice. The rice today was also unexpectedly better than usual.
For He Songbai, the white rice is considered a luxury fine grain. It is smooth and delicious, soft and fragrant. But today's rice seems to be fragrant in the bone marrow, and people can't eat enough.
He shoveled the rice and said vaguely, "It's delicious, the rice is very fragrant."
The rice steamed with lotus leaves is of course fragrant, Zhao Lanxiang glanced at the man.
"Don't eat too much, be careful to break it."
Seeing that the pot of rice she deliberately steamed decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye, she was a little anxious. He Songbai's appetite was like a bottomless pit. Seeing that he still wanted to add more rice after eating three bowls, Zhao Lanxiang quickly stopped it.
"Eat more meat, how about just eating."
He Songbai said vaguely: "I only have enough rice to fill my stomach. It's not good to eat too much meat."
As he spoke, he carefully took out the meat from the bowl, put it in Zhao Lanxiang's bowl, and said in a low voice:
"Silly lady."
"What else do you eat when I finish eating?"
Zhao Lanxiang listened, took out a clay pot, took out the marinated meat inside, and steamed an extra ball of pork belly rice.
After doing all this, she spread the spare ribs to He Songbai, "You are the biggest labor force in the family now, and you consume a lot of money. You will be able to bear it if you eat more."
The feeling of being remembered by the object is warm, He Songbai is like eating the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, and it is fragrant.
Zhao Lanxiang talked about Tie Zhu.
"Tie Zhu gave me a few letters and asked me to give them to you."
She put the letters on the table, and He Songbai put them into his arms without looking at them.
Zhao Lanxiang said, "I heard that he is a very literate intellectual. When I was cooking, I saw him... It's pitiful." She paused for a moment.
He Songbai looked up in surprise and asked, "He came to ask you for something to eat?"
The man's face was completely helpless.
Zhao Lanxiang said, "That's not true."
"He just looked and didn't speak."
It was not the first time that He Songbai saw Gu Huaijin stretch his neck and look at the firewood room.
Even if the windows of the woodshed were closed, he could not escape his sensitive noses. However, he is quite strong, and he just smelled it, and never mentioned that he wanted to eat it.
After He Songbai finished eating, he poured half a spoonful of tempeh sauce over the rice, and walked towards the cowshed silently.
Zhao Lanxiang followed quietly.
I saw the man took out the letter in his arms and put it on the ground, pressing it with his rice bowl. After doing this, he walked back without saying a word.
Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help sighing for He Songbai in his heart.
What a piece of wood!
After He Songbai came back, he rubbed the subject's head, "Let's go, what's so good about this?"
Zhao Lanxiang said seriously: "Go back and help me wash the dishes."
"I'm here to stare at you, have you been found?"
Although He Songbai is a bad element, Gu Gong is a corrupter worse than He Songbai, a bad element that can be reformed. He has to live in the cowshed and reflect on himself. Being seen by others to befriend Gu Gong is not good either.
He Songbai nodded, "Okay."
The subject has always been thoughtful and careful.
However, He Songbo paused and said, "The cowshed is dirty and smelly, and no one wants to come here. Just go back and eat. You haven't finished your meal yet."
Zhao Lanxiang responded and drove the man back to wash the dishes.
She turned her head and stood on the edge of the house to look at the cowshed from a distance. The sea bowl put down by the man was lying motionless on the ground against the clean chopsticks.
After a long time, there was a rustling sound from the haystack. A bewildered man crouched down and picked up his job and picked up a letter.
He slowly stirred the rice with chopsticks, and before the rice was in his mouth, tears flowed from his eyes first. He looked at the letter while eating, crying and laughing.
Zhao Lanxiang was under the eaves, and her legs were stiff before she left quietly.
She sighed softly in the wind.
…
In the afternoon, she went to the secretary's house with a pack of mango rolls. Unexpectedly, Li Cuihua, the mother of the captain, greeted her with a smile. She took the reading glasses and asked Zhao Lanxiang, "Student girl, can you help me see what is written on it?"
Zhao Lanxiang took it over and glanced at it. Two lines of eight characters were written side by side on the red paper. She picked the important ones and said:
"Men, Jin, and women have high water aspirations, and longevity between husband and wife."
Li Cuihua was happier when she heard it. She repeated this sentence several times. After asking Zhao Lanxiang, she grabbed a note and grabbed Zhou Jiazhen to ask. Only now did Zhao Lanxiang know that the captain's mother was here to show off.
Zhou Jiazhen glanced at Zhao Lanxiang helplessly, read the note and said, "Men and women have high water aspirations, and husband and wife have a long life expectancy."
Only then did Li Cuihua let Zhou Jiazhen go.
Zhao Lanxiang went to Zhou Jiazhen's house, Li Cuihua picked up two pieces of oil cakes and shared them with two people, and said with a smile, "Let's eat, let's have some joy."
A piece of oil cake is a rarity, and things that cost oil are rare.
Zhou Jiazhen ate happily.
Zhou Jiazhen said, "The captain wants to beg a daughter-in-law."
"I'm talking about Li Zhishu's second daughter."
Zhao Lanxiang pursed her lips and remembered the appearance of the second daughter of the secretary. She was ordinary in appearance, diligent and highly motivated to work, but her brain was not very bright.
"It's good, it's just delaying him for too long."
There was a hint of regret in Zhao Lanxiang's voice.
Although Li Dali was the production team leader, his family was in a bad situation and he owed a lot of debts. He didn't pay off the famine until last year, and it took him a long time to talk about his marriage.
Zhou Jiazhen seemed like a roundworm in Zhao Lanxiang's heart, and as if she had misinterpreted her meaning, she pinched Zhao Lanxiang.
"What are you thinking about? Captain Li is only twenty-four years old this year, and he doesn't have a family at this age."
Zhao Lanxiang didn't speak anymore, but just took out a few pieces of the mango he brought and distributed it to Zhou Jiazhen.
Zhou Jiazhen took it over in surprise, looking at such a beautiful pancake, she was reluctant to put her mouth down. She bit gently and gave a sweet mouth.
She said, "It's delicious, and you came just in time. I'm thinking about what to give you."
After Zhou Jiazhen finished speaking, she took out a valuable book from her closet and carefully wrapped it in paper.
In fact, looking at the appearance, it seems that there is not much difference between the package and the package.
Zhou Jiazhen said: "Remember to play its role, don't let it fall to the ground."
Zhao Lanxiang asked Zhou Jiazhen's consent and opened the package. A cowhide-wrapped notebook caught her eye, with excellent workmanship and good texture, and a thick one can be used for many years.
"I like it very much, it cost you money."
She opened the book and asked Zhou Jiazhen to write a message to her.
Zhou Jiazhen wrote with a pencil: "Steel is tempered in fire and rapid cooling, so it can be hard and not afraid of anything."
Zhao Lanxiang laughed when she saw this sentence, Zhou Jiazhen is really a complete steel fan. She looked around and asked:
"Is Jiang Li not here?"
Zhou Jiazhen said: "She should have gone to the county to add food and meat, and she will be back soon."
Zhao Lanxiang sat on Zhou Jiazhen's bed and chatted with her for a while. Under Zhou Jiazhen's pillow was the book given by Zhao Lanxiang.
At this time, the cover of the book was slightly rolled up, and Zhou Jiazhen turned it over many times in her spare time.
Zhao Lanxiang felt very warm that his little thoughts were preserved in a cherished place.
She took out a piece of paper and wrote down a paragraph and gave it to Zhou Jiazhen.
"Help me pass this on to Jiang Li."
Zhou Jiazhen responded.
Jiang Li didn't come back until evening. She read Zhao Lanxiang's note, picked up a mango roll to eat, and wiped her mouth to work when she had enough.
She pulled a piece of letter paper and wrote: "Brother: Zhan Xinjia. I secretly told you that the box of mango rolls was actually given to you by Zhao Lanxiang, and asked you to work hard in the army and work hard with all your heart and mind. Fight for an early promotion. In addition: It's the end of the month, and our supplies are in short supply."
The author has something to say: *
small theater:
Brother Bo: Do you work well in the army? Dedicated to working hard? Looking for an early promotion
Xiangxiang: Poke his heart and lungs, remind him not to miss me all the time
Brother Bo: You asked Jiang Li to give him that box of mango rolls
Xiang Xiang: (coughing) Strategically paralyze the enemy
Brother Bo: You don't need to say anything, go back and kneel... Kneel in my arms
Xiangxiang: "… "