Zhao Lanxiang was caught by him and kissed again and again, her face was hot, and a steaming glow floated on her cheeks.
She felt the warmness in his blood, and when she saw his devout appearance that he wanted to kneel down and kiss him, her heart beat so fast that it almost overwhelmed the sound of laughter in the Li family's yard.
Her palms were dripping with sweat.
"Don't make trouble, go back and give you a kiss."
She whispered to He Songbai.
The warm blood in He Songbai's heart cooled, and then he put down the subject's hand in embarrassment.
His dark wheat-colored face blushed suspiciously, and he realized that what he had just done was...just like a hooligan! He gasped sharply, feeling increasingly unruly.
Zhao Lanxiang looked at him with a smile and shook his hand, "Okay, don't be too shy, there are serious things to do later."
"Go back to have a wedding soon. Big sister's only precious big wedding in her life, you can't just hide out and be confused."
There are two reasons for He Songbai to "hide" out. When the object recruited him, he followed.
Second, it was probably because many members came. He Songbai was subconsciously accustomed to the cold eyes of others, and deliberately avoided it when he was toasting, so as not to embarrass everyone. To be honest, he himself doesn't care about the eyes of those who look down on others, but he is afraid that on this happy day, he will make people's mouths and say something unpleasant.
Zhao Lanxiang touched the man's ear lovingly, and said encouragingly, "Go ahead."
"It's time for the bride's younger brother to step forward and share the 'firepower'."
Zhao Lanxiang could see that the man was a little concerned about his composition. Even on such a happy day, he lived cautiously and could not use his hands and feet.
What He Songbai didn't know was that on the day Niujiaoshan collapsed, Li Laifu, director of the Women's Federation of Hezitun and the team leader, presented chickens in recognition of their "advanced behavior". Li Laifu had to sort out the accident materials. For the praise of "advanced elements" of collective property life, the review materials were written by Zhao Lanxiang, a progressive intellectual.
She wrote a memoir as a client. A few days later, the provincial newspapers published this major safety accident, and by the way, a small piece of tofu was squeezed out for these "heroes".
He Songbai was so busy during this time that he ran around to collect his brother-in-law's medical bills. Of course, he didn't have the time to pay attention to the change in the attitude of the people in Hezitun towards him.
However, He Songbai soon felt it.
With a smile on his face, he was somewhat restrained. When facing the crowd, the curvature of the corners of his mouth seemed to be deliberately calculated. He didn't have the kind of joy that comes from the heart when facing his own people. He even spoke in a straight-forward manner. He didn't speak much and was a little silent.
"I'll come, I'll come."
He took the sea bowl that Li Daniu brought to his mouth and drank it.
This kind of bulk rice wine costs 30 cents a pound, which is cheap and spicy. The Li family bought 20 pounds in one go. There is not enough grain and meat to make up for it, so everyone can drink it to the fullest.
Rao is that the three men of the Li family were so drunk that they died of drunkenness. Where are the big cows, big horses and big dogs usually lucky to drink so much wine...
The pig slaughtering farm where He Songbai works is always stocked with high-concentration spirits, which are spicy and spicy. When the masters are tired from work, they can drink a sip to refresh themselves and kill pigs with energy.
After drinking He Songbai for a summer, the amount of alcohol increased by leaps and bounds.
Daniel got help and happily pushed He Songbai forward.
"Get to know me, this is my sister-in-law and her brother, everyone let me go and come for him!"
He Songbai honestly drank cup after cup, probably because his skin was too dark, and the wine color was not pleasing to his face. He drank it warmly, drank, and drank everyone in the circle. After the members were drunk, He Songbai breathed a sigh of relief.
Unlike the cynicism he expected, he drank more sincerely.
He happily had a few more drinks with Li Daniu, forcing everyone to squat in the toilet and not wanting to come out.
Zhao Lanxiang looked at He Songbai from a distance, and couldn't help but lowered his head and pursed his lips and smiled.
The wedding banquet lasted from noon to the afternoon, and they returned home contentedly until the sun went down.
Sister He had to spend the first night at her husband's house, because she had to cook a meal and toast tea for her in-laws the next day, and the couple would return to He's house after tomorrow.
Zhao Lanxiang specially taught her to bake potato omelettes, which are fragrant and delicious, and they are not difficult to make.
Grandma did not go out to the wedding banquet, but ate alone in the house, although she was deserted but comfortable. After He Songbai finished drinking, he went to the house and carried the old grandmother on his back, and walked back to He's house.
This is about the first time she has been out in the past ten years. Grandma looked at the green waters and green mountains of Hezitun, and the past events floated in her eyes.
I couldn't help stretching my neck, and looked at the mountains and rivers indifferently, timidly and nostalgically.
He Songbai said, "Grandma, the 'four people' gang' is down!"
Grandma should be in harmony: "It's good to be down, it's good to be down..."
"I'm going to keep going and see with my own eyes what will happen to the country."
"I've made a wish to marry Sister Ye today. My heart is very relaxed and happy. Brother Bo... You are left."
He Songbai subtly felt that this topic could not go further, and quickly changed the subject.
"When I went to the hospital, it was a pity that your old friend, grandma, was deaf. She checked her out."
"He said that surgery would give her a cure, maybe it would restore her hearing a little bit, but it's a bit expensive... But it may not be useful, after all, the eldest sister is also old. But I want to give her a cure."
Grandma snorted and fell silent, her head resting on her grandson's shoulder, her cloudy eyes showing guilt.
"When your eldest sister was deaf, it happened to be when our family was in trouble. The adults didn't take good care of her, and she had a high fever for a few days."
He Songbai said lightly, "My eldest sister doesn't blame you either. I will try my best to save money for the eldest sister's treatment."
Grandma clenched her grandson's neck, "Grandma's good brother Bo... I've suffered for you."
The gold at home was almost used up, and there was not much left. The rest was buried under the Niujiao Mountain, and it was so confusing that it was impossible to find it.
"Your grandfather and grandpa are all noble people who don't know the taste of money, and you are suffering."
Before the accident, their loved ones were buried in a large box of useless waste. Painting and calligraphy, literary play, porcelain, jade, hot hands and disasters, Li Auntie can't wait to burn them up, how could they be allowed to see the light of day again. If they can exchange some money, how can Bai Ge still use it so hard.
The grandmother repeated the bitterness twice, but He Songbai did not feel bitter, but felt very happy.
There is hope in my heart, no matter how hard or tired, I will feel that it is happiness, my whole body is full of energy,
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The next day, Zhao Lanxiang had a rare day off on the weekend.
Sanya led a few friends to the river to touch the loach, but the loach did not touch, but came back after touching a lot of frogs. Originally planned to bake it, but Zhao Lanxiang stopped her.
She said: "Don't waste it, such a good thing, I will make something delicious for you to eat in the evening."
Sanya cheered, Zhao Lanxiang took out Sanya's new schoolbag and said, "Sanya quickly wash her hands and write a few big characters for grandma to read."
Sanya has reached the age of reading and literacy. Although the He family is poor, they can still pay for the tuition fee of two yuan. As soon as autumn passed, Sanya went to study at Gao Xiao in Hezitun with her schoolbag on her back.
The little girl threw the frog hanging from the grass into the water tank, and happily went to grandma's house to read the copybook.
Zhao Lanxiang glanced quickly, and the old man tremblingly took out a bald pencil from the cabinet, held his granddaughter's hand, and taught her to write hand in hand.
Although her legs and feet were inconvenient, she tried her best to straighten her waist and her expression was serious.
He Songbai came back from work outside and wiped his sweat.
He dug out two tattered books from somewhere and handed them to Grandma.
"Grandma teach her arithmetic. Girls should learn more about the flexibility of their minds."
Zhao Lanxiang glanced at it, and what He Songbai pulled out was clearly a Chinese document, as well as a retro poem.
Grandma pushed these books and said with a stern face, "Take them and burn them, and waste money to buy these forbidden books. What are you going to do when you come back, I'm so confused that I can't remember this thing."
Poetry is still relatively sensitive in this era, and learning is not recommended.
He Songbai silently gave the book to Zhao Lanxiang and asked her to use it as firewood to burn.
Just as Zhao Lanxiang finished burning the book, a loud and excited voice came from her ears.
"Yeah, I've been injured for three months, and you haven't seen me once."
Jiang Li's mouth was so raised that she could hang a wine gourd.
She said, "If you can cook me a delicious meal, I will forgive you."
The planks on her feet had just been removed, and she came to find Zhao Lanxiang when she could move freely.
Jiang Li said: "I'm so unlucky, this broken mountain hurt my leg, and it also made me miss the ideological and political assessment, and my workers, peasants, soldiers and students were also ruined."
"Aren't you going to cook a meal to comfort me?"
Zhao Lanxiang said, "Come to see me for something?"
Jiang Li curled her lips and said, "You are really annoying. Your purpose is too strong. If you don't have my brother, would you still be willing to follow me?"
Zhao Lanxiang flipped through the collection of poems at the bottom of the stove to make the ashes burn more thoroughly. She ignored the little girl Jiang Li's thoughts, but spread out her hand and said, "Take it out."
"Your pockets are bulging, I see."
"For the sake of the bag of cakes I gave you, since you're sick, give it to me."
Jiang Li was finally convinced, she took out all three letters in her pocket.
Zhao Lanxiang raised her eyebrows, and Jiang Jianjun is quite good for one letter a month.
But she hated Jiang Jianjun's self-indulgent way of enclosing a letter written to her in Jiang Li's letter. He took it for granted that he integrated himself into this era, and was taboo about the relationship between men and women.
However, Zhao Lanxiang only felt disgusted.
This pretentious affection is even more disgusting. Could it be that he still wanted to make a big play of the prodigal son
She asked, "Did you not write to your brother during this time?"
"No, I still have the heart to write a letter when I'm paralyzed in the hospital. But my mother came to see me once. It's a pity that you didn't come to see me."
"My mother really wants to see you."
Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help but be surprised, "What did she do when she saw me, I remember that I didn't recognize her."
Jiang Li couldn't help knocking on the crutches, "How do I know this, maybe my brother told her?"
"I wrote to you, can you make me something nutritious to replenish my body?"
Zhao Lanxiang asked Jiang Li for a pound of food stamps.
She cleanly cleaned the frog, peeled off the skin, and revealed its tender and tender muscles. Knead and marinate for a while with cornstarch, egg white, and white wine, then blanch in water. Then she started to make the soup base for the hot pot, and the bone soup was the base. She took half of the soup and poured the remaining half into the rapeseed oil to fry the onion, ginger, garlic, dry pepper, red pepper, pepper, white sesame seeds, and add the bones In the soup, the clear and clear soup base suddenly became red and oily.
The stove was sealed and turned to a small fire.
Zhao Lanxiang also stewed bullfrog in clear soup in a casserole, added mountain mushrooms, yam, red dates, and wolfberry, cut a few pieces of tofu and stewed it. After the soup boiled, add frogs, and the stew was milky white before serving.
She divided half of the frog in clear soup for her grandmother, and left the other half to Jiang Li.
Jiang Li stretched her neck and said, "The red one looks delicious, I want to eat it."
Zhao Lanxiang said coolly: "You want to eat everything, and don't think about whether you can eat it?"
Jiang Li really didn't care, she rolled up her sleeves and blanched a few pieces of frog, and waited for it to be cooked and picked up to eat.
The hot and scalding taste immediately invaded her tongue. It was so fresh and delicious, the meat was tender and smooth, and the soup was so spicy that it made people's throats burn, but it was so exciting that people could not stop eating. Her mind was occupied by this domineering taste. At that moment, it was so spicy that her scalp was numb and tears were rolling in her eyes. She couldn't help hissing and inhaling. The spicy and rich soup wrapped the extremely tender and smooth. Tian chicken, soaked until the meat was soft, the teeth swished and slipped into the mouth. It tasted more tender and elastic than other meats such as pork and chicken.
It was painful and joyful.
Jiang Li said, "It's delicious! It's so powerful!"
"After drinking porridge and side dishes for several months, the mouth has faded out of the bird. It's just right to eat this."
It's so delicious that I can't stop. The hot pot soup gives people the feeling. After the first taste is spicy, the rest is the thick and long delicious taste that belongs to the tube-bone soup. The frog is tender and fresh, and it tastes better than chicken legs. Fragrant and tender!
Jiang Li nibbled at the portion of the three frogs before she stopped to drink the stewed frog and mushroom soup.
She hiccupped and sighed, "You've had a great day."
"Eating something so good every day..."
"I think about it now and think that if my brother can get you home, it's actually pretty good. I'll be able to visit often in the future..."
Zhao Lanxiang, who was about to shout out to the He family brothers and sisters, couldn't help but sank when she heard the words.
She wanted to correct Jiang Li, but in order not to expose the fact of her rebirth in front of Jiang Jianjun, she endured it. Let the man continue to mistakenly think that she is still the simple and easy-to-control little girl who was unfamiliar with the world back then.
The author has something to say: *
Small theater one:
Pingshengjun: How did you make your fortune, Brother Bo
Brother Bai: Oh, I sold my ancestral property and became rich by accident.
Small Theater 2:
Jiang Li: It's good for my brother to marry you. I can eat delicious food often in the future.
Xiangxiang: Don't be so troublesome, I suggest you go to "Bo's house".
Jiang Li: Bai Family, what is this
Xiangxiang: my restaurant :)