Salad Days

Chapter 8

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It is the easiest and most pleasant to say good things to the person who promised when he was young. Jiang Shen didn't understand this truth at that time. At such a young age, he always thinks about sentimental things. Hearing others talk about Swan Lake, he really hopes that one day he can dance and show them the dance. I don't even feel hard.

After Tan Lingling came back, she began to worry about how to increase nutrition for her son. After thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't help staring at Tony's chicken in the yard.

Jiang Luoshan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You killed the chicken, and Shen Zi has to be anxious with you."

Tan Lingling spat: "I'll see if it works."

Jiang Luoshan thought for a while, and suggested: "Why don't you go and ask the Shen family how to deal with the milk?"

Although the town is dominated by agriculture and aquaculture, and commercial trade is not well developed, but fortunately it is very close to the dairy farm. Shen Shubao's father, Shen Guoliang, works in the dairy farm. The local dairy industry is called Double Happiness, and it has been promoted in the town before. After a while, Tan Lingling made up her mind and went to Shen's house, but she didn't meet Shen Guoliang, but Li Zhuo was there.

"Sister Zhuo." Tan Lingling greeted, "Do you leave work so early today?"

Li Zhuo was followed by Shubao. He was going to enter the second year of junior high school this year, and he was four years older than Jiang Shen.

Today's children develop early, and Shubao's stature has risen the fastest among several peers, and he already has the appearance of a teenager. He called "Auntie" and went back to the room by himself.

Li Zhuo poured tea for Tan Lingling: "I went to get glasses for my son, but I don't know what to look at. His prescription is already over 200."

Tan Lingling said "Hi" and said, "Aren't you smart enough to wear glasses?"

"Forget it." Li Zhuo waved his hands and laughed, and she asked, "Where is your Shenzi? Still dancing?"

Tan Lingling sighed: "Isn't it?" She was a little embarrassed to speak, and finally said with a cheeky face: "I actually came here today to ask Brother Shen if he can help order milk. Our family dances deeply, the teacher said , what kind of chicken and beef do you want to eat, drink milk, eat eggs... You also know about our family’s situation, and wondered if we can get some preferential policies for ordering milk through internal employees of Double Happiness.” After speaking in one breath, Tan Lingling was probably really embarrassed, and her face turned red. A little red, fidgeting and wringing his hands, he said bravely, "It's really not possible, I'll order a cheaper one, but I'm afraid I won't be able to get a seat when the order is sold out..."

Li Zhuo couldn't help interrupting her, frowned and said, "Sister Ling, what are you talking about?"

Tan Lingling pursed her lips, remained silent for a while, and finally couldn't help but sighed again.

Li Zhuo said, "Wait a minute." She turned and went into the room, took out a booklet, helped Tan Lingling fill it out, and said slowly, "I'll let Guoliang take it to the dairy farm tomorrow, next week The delivery can start, and you can just hand over the money to the milkman when the time comes."

Tan Lingling's eyes became hot, and she said "thank you" several times, but she still felt that it was not enough. Before leaving, she said, "I will make wontons tonight, and Shenzi will bring them to you when the time comes. You can't refuse."

Li Zhuo scolded her, and waved her away: "Okay, I got it, my own people are still polite."

After Tan Lingling left, Li Zhuo put away the milk book in a good mood and was about to call Shen Guoliang when Shubao suddenly came out of the room and looked at the door: "Aunt Tan is gone?"

"Let's go." Li Zhuo didn't take it seriously, and asked, "Why did you come out? Did you finish your homework?"

Shubao adjusted Fu Gang's glasses, and said in a flat tone, "I'm done, I'll come out and get some yogurt."

Li Zhuo's phone call has already been made: "My husband... Hey, the yogurt is in the refrigerator, take it out and rewarm it before drinking it."

Shubao said "Oh", he took the yogurt and put it on the desk in his room.

Jiang Shen didn't know that his mother had been to Shubao's house to order milk. He happily took the shuttle bus and came back. When passing by the bookstore, the old man stopped him.

"How are you learning recently?" the old man asked with a cigarette in his mouth.

Jiang Shen still had dancing shoes hanging around his neck, and when he saw him, he remembered to put them in his bag: "I can gain a foothold today, but the time is short, and the teacher said it's not enough."

The old man let out a sigh of relief: "Then you have to press the back of your feet at night to sleep?"

"You can't sleep with pressure." Jiang Shen stuck out his tongue with a bitter face, "The feet are numb the next day."

The old man chuckled, and muttered, "What kind of ballet do you boys, you suffer." He pointed to Jiang Shen: "Wait a minute."

Jiang Shen waited obediently outside, the old man lifted the curtain and bent over to look for something, and finally took out a DVD disc: "This, take a look."

Jiang Shen: "What is this?"

The old man: "Didn't you talk about the male version of Swan Lake before, that's it."

Jiang Shen's eyes lit up: "Grandpa, why do you have it?!"

The old man was very proud: "Grandpa has nothing."

Jiang Shen yelled "Wow", he put his arms around the old man's neck, and rubbed the other's face: "Thank you, Grandpa!"

The old man pushed him in disgust: "Slime, what is it, rent it from you! Give me the money!"

Jiang Shenhe came home holding the CD-ROM like a baby. Tan Lingling was making wontons, and saw her son urging, "Hurry up and change your clothes and wash your hands, and deliver wontons to Shubao's family."

"Send wontons?" Jiang Shen didn't react much, "Why are you sending wontons?"

Tan Lingling clicked "tsk": "I'll give it to you, why are there so many words?"

Jiang Shen scratched his head, obediently went back to the room and changed his clothes, he took out the disc, carefully blew the surface of the disc, raised his hand and stared at the circle in the middle for a long time, slowly grinned and smiled stand up.

Tan Lingling shouted outside: "Come out, what are you dawdling for?"

"Here we come." After Jiang Shen changed his clothes and pants, he rubbed to the table and watched Tan Lingling pack the wontons. His mother glanced at him and said suddenly, "What are you laughing at, so happy?"

Jiang Shen immediately sternly said: "No."

Tan Lingling didn't ask any more questions, and scratched his nose: "Go and give it away, if you want to call someone, be sweeter."

Shen's house was some distance away from Jiang's house. Jiang Shen was still a little childish when he was carrying a bag across the field, so he simply took off his shoes in the hot weather, stepped on several loaches along the way, and finally let them go.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour before arriving at Shubao's house, Jiang Shen looked at his feet, struggled for a while, and then washed them in the water of the ditch, then put on his shoes, and called out before entering the yard: "Guoliang Uncle, Aunt Zhuo, it's me, Shenzi."

Shubao came out and opened the door for him: "Your mother called 10 minutes ago, and your journey has been really difficult."

Jiang Shen smiled embarrassedly, Li Zhuo and Shen Guoliang were both there, and insisted on keeping him when the food was served.

"My mother will beat me if I don't go home for dinner." Jiang Shen was still afraid of Tan Lingling outside.

Li Zhuo had no choice but to let him go, and then packed a lunch box for him: "Take this back to your mother."

Jiang Shen hesitated and took it.

When returning, Shubao took the initiative to send him to the field. Jiang Shen was about to leave, but was stopped by the other party.

"Shenzi." The sun in the west was almost invisible, Shubao was wearing new glasses, and his expression could not be seen clearly under the thick twilight, "Are you..."

Jiang Shen tilted his head: "What?"

Shubao opened his mouth, as if hesitating whether to say it, and finally muttered as if giving up: "Forget it."

Jiang Shen: "??"

Shubao: "Wait a minute."

Jiang Shen agreed with "Oh", Shubao turned back, and after a while, ran out of the house again.

"For you." He handed the yogurt to Jiang Shen.

Jiang Shen blinked: "Yogurt."

He usually drank less milk, let alone yogurt, and other eggs. He used to raise chickens at home in the early years, and then he sold them all when the river fell and the mountainside got bad.

"Pulp." Shubao emphasized, "You eat."

Jiang Shen was very happy: "Brother Shubao, you are so kind."

Shubao also laughed: "I used to treat you badly?"

Jiang Shen said honestly, "You beat me up a lot before."

Shubao: "..."