Marrying a Cook in the 1960s

Chapter 3

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The next morning, Wang Lingling got up early, which shocked her father Wang Yongshun. After all, since his second daughter graduated from junior high school two years ago, she would not get up even if the cock crowed for three hours.

Why does the sun rise from the west today

Wang Lingling still pretended in front of Wang Yongshun, and only said that she planned to go around the town and see if her brother Yaozong needed anything at school.

Wang Yongshun didn't say anything, but Li Chunjuan came to her senses.

"Why are you going? It's such a long way, just ask San Ya to run it."

The high school in the town cannot be called a town now. It should be considered the commune high school of Hongqi Commune. It is the only high school among several nearby communes. The place is narrow and most students carry their own food to school. When it is time for dinner, they take turns to heat it up.

The Wang family had a better life. Wang Yaozong did not carry food to school, but ate in the cafeteria. Even so, Li Chunjuan was still worried that her son would be wronged in school, so she would visit him once every two weeks and bring him some more food.

Wang Lingling said impatiently: "We don't have any ready-made ones at home right now. I'll go ask first. If Yaozong wants them, we'll have to wait for them to be delivered next time."

She now wished to create more opportunities for Wang Ying and Xu Shuang to spend time together.

Li Chunjuan felt a little sympathetic towards her second daughter, who was just in good health, so she stopped talking after hearing what her daughter said.

After Wang Yongshun and Li Chunjuan went to work, Wang Lingling went to knock on Wang Ying's door.

Wang Ying has been taking care of her body these days and usually falls asleep in the morning.

Wang Lingling knocked on the door and Wang Ying suddenly remembered.

Meat buns!

She quickly got up and packed up. Wang Lingling was standing at the door waiting for her, but she didn't even try to go into the house.

The room Wang Ying lives in is the worst of the four rooms. Not only is it small, but the lighting is also poor.

Especially in the past two years, Li Chunjuan came to take control and simply used Wang Ying's house as a warehouse.

There were some broken wooden boards and bricks piled up in one corner of the house. It was not easy for country people to build a house. Li Chunjuan thought that her son would have to marry and have children when he grew up. The four rooms looked spacious, but they were not durable. If her son gave her two or three grandchildren, there would be no room for them.

So Li Chunjuan started saving bricks and wooden boards with a strong sense of crisis, thinking that after a few years she would save some money, and with the money she deducted from Wang Ying, plus the betrothal money she would get from Wang Ying's marriage, she could buy some tiles and some wood and bricks to build a room.

The old people say that if you have many houses, you can invite the god of children, which means you will have many children and more blessings.

In Wang Ying's room, apart from the wooden boards, bricks and broken tiles, there was only a broken wooden bed and a table with a missing leg. On the table stood an enamelware pot with half of its handle missing.

Wang Lingling stood at the door with great disgust, wondering why Wang Ying was so sloppy and the room was so messy.

She is so sloppy, how did she win Zhao Jun's heart in her previous life

Wang Ying couldn't help but teach him a lesson: "San Ya, I'm not saying anything, but you should at least clean up your room. Look at how messy it is. If you marry into another family and it's still messy, won't your mother-in-law punish you? San Ya, you have to remember this. Your parents are gone. If you don't work hard, you will suffer when you get married."

Wang Ying rolled her eyes while cleaning herself up. She wanted to scold her, but she was afraid that she would regret it and not treat her to meat buns.

During these few days, Wang Ying keenly discovered that Wang Lingling was not normal.

In her memory, Wang Lingling was very proud of having a partner who worked in a state-owned restaurant. The original owner clearly remembered that Wang Lingling was still boasting last month that she would live a good life after marrying into the Xu family. A three-year drought would not starve a cook to death. In the eyes of the country people, if you enter the kitchen, you can make public things. Wang Lingling also privately discussed with Li Chunjuan how to persuade Xu Shuang to take things from the kitchen.

The kitchen of a state-owned restaurant, wouldn't it be a feast for the eyes? If I could bring some back to my parents' home, it would be such a respectable thing!

It's only been a few days, why is Wang Lingling suddenly unwilling to marry Xu Shuang

Wang Ying put on a patched dress and braided her hair into two braids. She looked at herself in a mirror at the door that was only half the size of a palm. After a few days of drinking the spiritual spring water, although she was still weak, her energy and spirit had returned a little.

Wang Lingling talked for a while, but when she saw that Wang Ying ignored her, she felt bored.

San Ya is like this. You can never get anything out of her even if you hit her with three sticks. All she does is work or cry.

But Wang Lingling was relieved for the time being. Wang Ying's two words to her yesterday had made her toss and turn for a long time last night. She almost thought that Wang Ying had been reborn like her. But now that she saw that she was still so taciturn, it was okay.

"Let's go."

Wang Ying’s mind is now full of meat buns.

The two of them left the brigade and headed for the town. There were eight brigades under the commune here, and the Wang family was in the seventh brigade. It was backed by a mountain, and there was a small ditch at the west end of the brigade. After crossing the ditch and walking another three miles, they would reach Xipo Town.

Because it is close to Xipo Town, even though there are restaurants and supply and marketing cooperatives in their own Shengli Commune, people from Team 7 still prefer to go to Hongqi Commune in Xipo Town to buy things.

Wang Ying took notes as she walked. The original owner did leave behind memories, but it was not her own experience, and it always seemed as if there was a layer of fog between them.

For example, Wang Ying couldn't even recognize the names of the people who greeted her along the way, so she could only randomly call them uncles, aunts, etc. Anyway, the original owner rarely went out before. The most common surname in Team 7 was Tian, and there were very few relatives in the Wang family. It would never be wrong to call them by age.

Most people went to work at this time, so there weren't many people she met. Wang Ying had a smile on her face and she greeted everyone with a smile.

"Am I seeing things? That was Wang Ying from the Yongfu family just now?"

"Didn't Li Chunjuan always complain that she was like a spoiled brat at home? How come she's still so thin?"

"She is thin, but she has good looks. She is nothing like Wang Lingling, whose nose is pointed upwards."

It's no wonder that the members made a fuss. Who asked Wang Ying to stay at home and work except for going to school

Li Chunjuan was a person without any taboos, but her uncle Wang Yongshun was very proud. Even if it was just washing clothes, he would usually ask Wang Ying to do it early in the morning. By the time Wang Ying was done washing, the other members had not gotten up yet. They would go to the back mountain to collect grass for the pigs. The Wang family lived right next to the back mountain, so they wouldn't meet anyone there.

In the past few years, Wang Ying has rarely appeared in front of others. Li Chunjuan even said that Wang Ying didn't work in the fields, and Wang Lingling was the one who took care of Wang Ying at home. But there was nothing she could do, because she was the child of a martyr.

Not many people would believe Li Chunjuan's words. Apart from other things, Wang Lingling looked down on everyone and asked her to serve her cousin from the next room? Anyone with a bit of brains would not believe it.

Now seeing the two cousins coming out together, the contrast is obvious. The elder cousin walks in front with a haughty manner and doesn't greet anyone. The younger cousin walks behind with a sallow face and a shy smile on her face...

“…Should we ask the captain to go to the Wang family to take a look? They are the children of martyrs after all.”

"You're going? Don't blame me for not reminding you. A girl needs the support of her family before she can get married. How can you be the captain and not know anything? They themselves haven't spoken out."

"Besides, even if Li Chunjuan is not decent, Wang Yongshun is still an honest person. Look, he even helped Wang Ying graduate from high school."

"What's the point of reading so many books? I heard people say that they are all stinking old ninths."

"You are the only one who talks nonsense. She wants to be the stinky ninth. Can she be the ninth?"

"I'm talking about Yongshun, but that's off topic. I see that Yongshun doesn't treat her very well. Apart from sending her to school, he doesn't buy anything for this girl. Look at how short her pants are."

"Yongshun is a man, but he is careless. It is Li Chunjuan who is outrageous."

Along the way, Wang Ying was multitasking. Her hearing had become slightly more sensitive due to the spiritual spring water, so she listened to everything that the people behind her said.

As expected...

My uncle Wang Yongshun has a much better reputation than my aunt Li Chunjuan.

Wang Lingling and Wang Ying walked for more than half an hour to Xipo Town. Xipo Town is not big, but it is well located. You can walk along the main road from the county. Across the river is Hongqi Commune, and along the main road for more than 20 miles is the county town. So the town has everything you need, including two state-owned restaurants, a car repair shop, a supply and marketing cooperative, and a livestock station...

Wang Lingling took Wang Ying across most of the town before they found the state-owned restaurant where Xu Shuang worked.

Xipo Town is said to have two state-owned restaurants, but in fact only the one where Xu Shuang works can be called a restaurant. The "Xipo Restaurant" sign has lost the "slope" character on the side of the "soil" character, which looks a bit funny. The other restaurant used to be a time-honored noodle stall, but now it has been nationalized and is called the State-owned Noodle Restaurant.

There were more than a dozen tables in Xipo Restaurant. It was almost dinner time, but there were few people in the restaurant. The waiter was leaning against the counter picking his nails. Everyone in the restaurant was wearing an apron with a red five-pointed star and a few big characters on it - "Xipo State-owned Restaurant, Xipo Town, Nanshao County".

Wang Lingling went to look for Xu Shuang as soon as she entered the store: "Is Xu Shuang from your store in the kitchen? I need to go in and see him for something."

The waiter didn't know Wang Lingling, so how could he let her into the kitchen? "She's not here. She went to the food stand to get some food."

Wang Lingling was impatient: "When will he come back?"

Waiter: "That's hard to say. No one has a watch, so who can tell the time?"

Wang Lingling's face was instantly filled with displeasure. The waiter was a glorious laborer, and he didn't pamper her. He asked her to leave directly: "Comrade, if you want to eat, sit down. If you don't want to eat, go out. If you want to find someone, wait at the door."

Wang Lingling was so angry that her head hurt. She really wanted to say that she was Xu Shuang's fiancée, but if she said that, wouldn't that give Xu Shuang the opportunity to rely on her

“… Then give me four meat buns.”

The waiter picked up the notebook and wrote quickly: "Four tickets for 40 cents."

Wang Ying took out her handkerchief from her pocket. Strictly speaking, rural people did not have food coupons in those days. However, because her younger brother Wang Yaozong was in school, Li Chunjuan felt sorry for her son and did not ask him to bring dry food to school like Wang Ying did. Instead, she carried food to the grain station and exchanged it for food coupons for her son to eat in the school cafeteria. That was why Wang Lingling had two kilograms of food coupons on her.

The waiter gave the change and the ticket, picked up four meat buns from the kitchen, put them in an enamel bowl, and placed it directly on the table.

Wang Ying was sitting quietly, but she couldn't sit still when she saw the meat buns go into the bowl.

The steaming meat buns have cute wrinkles and steam, and a hint of brown can be seen at the top. The flour is not very white, but slightly yellowish from not being sifted thoroughly, but this seems to add a soft light effect to the meat buns, making them look more tempting and delicious...

Wang Lingling held her breath and gave Wang Ying two meat buns. The food in the state-owned restaurant was solid, and the meat buns were bulging, which showed that there was a lot of stuffing inside.

After Wang Lingling felt angry, she felt a little greedy. In the past few days since she came back to life, she hadn't smelled even a scrap of meat at home. Today, she came to join Wang Ying and Xu Shuang, and also to have some meat for herself.

Just as she took a bite of the bun and was about to savor it, Wang Ying had already quickly finished most of the meat bun.

When Wang Lingling took the second bite, Wang Ying had already eaten the whole thing.

Wang Lingling was halfway through her meal when Wang Ying was already...

Wang Ying was still not satisfied and looked at her cousin pitifully: "Sister, I'm not full."

The pork stuffed buns were just like the people of this era. Apart from the pork stuffing, not even the chopped green onion and ginger could be tasted. Wang Ying felt that the chef must be a stickler for cooking. The fact that he used chopped green onion and ginger instead of chopped green onion and ginger showed that he was a very particular person!

The natural wheat aroma, combined with the aroma of the minced meat itself, and the aroma of pork went all the way into her stomach. Wang Ying felt that she could have twenty more.

Wang Lingling gritted her teeth. Xu Shuang had not come back yet, and she must not let Wang Ying be unhappy at this moment.

“… You eat, and I’ll buy more.”