The next morning, Ding Sha went to the market and carefully selected two pig's trotters and brought them back.
I don’t know if it’s because of the pregnancy, but Ding Sha suddenly started to get greedy and wanted to eat seven or eight kinds of things a day.
Use fire to clean the remaining hair on the pig's trotters and then rinse them with running water.
I rummaged through the boxes and cupboards and found some rock sugar, threw it into the pan to fry the sugar color, then added boiling water and spiced soy sauce, brought to a boil over high heat and then simmered over low heat.
When the stew is almost soft, pour in the pot of soybeans soaked last night and continue to simmer over low heat.
There were still some vegetables left from the purchase yesterday, so Ding Sha simply prepared the same dishes today.
It's just that a layer of stewed soybeans with meat flavor is placed on the surface of the rice.
After everything is packed, put the remaining dishes on the plate and eat them. The pig's feet are stewed until soft and tasty, with a strong sauce flavor and a moderate salty and sweet taste.
It melts as soon as you take a sip in your mouth, and you can't tell whether it is the trembling pig skin or fat.
After a hearty meal, Ding Sha rode his electric bike to the construction site.
There are already quite a few people waiting there.
Some people even brought their own small stools and waited.
As soon as Ding Sha parked the car, they swarmed over and kept saying in her ear, "I want one."
Ding Sha opened the box without any confusion, scanned a code and gave a meal. After only a few minutes of chaos, the people behind him lined up consciously.
The fifty lunch boxes were sold out quickly.
A bunch of strong men were sitting in a row and squatting beside Ding Sha, eating happily, which made people who occasionally passed by find it very funny.
Da Zhuang's mouth was full of oil as he ate. "It smells so good! Are you going to make this again tomorrow?"
Ding Sha shook his head, "Change the dishes tomorrow."
The vegetables and rice at home have run out. She has to carry the bags of rice home later and then go buy vegetables tomorrow morning.
Da Zhuang ate some soybeans and said, "These beans are delicious."
He smacked his lips. "It smells like meat. Did you stew the meat?"
Ding Sha nodded and said, "I stewed a pig's trotter, but it's too expensive. I can't afford the cost."
Da Zhuang waved his hand nonchalantly, "That thing smells good, but it's not worth eating. It's better to eat a big piece of meat."
Ding Sha laughed. She thought for a moment and said, "Then let's make pork belly rice tomorrow. The braised pork belly is very fragrant."
Hearing this, Da Zhuang wiped his mouth and chuckled twice, "Okay! Okay! Let's eat the pork belly!"
Ding Sha bought some rice and went home. The rice looked good, so he fried some ginger rice tea and stored it for drink.
Grandma Zhang came over with a small bowl of eggs and asked, "What have you been busy with lately, girl? I've come here several times and always saw a padlock on the door."
Ding Sha made her a cup of ginger rice tea and said, "I'm not busy. I made some lunch boxes to sell at the construction site."
Grandma Zhang groaned and said with concern, "Don't get too tired. How are you feeling recently? Do you feel heavy?"
Ding Sha shook his head. "I don't feel anything. I'm not tired at all. I just feel a little hungry sometimes."
"Sour boy, spicy girl, there's a baby in your belly," said Grandma Zhang with a smile.
Good boy, when he grows up, he will be filial to his mother and let this girl suffer less.
Of course Ding Sha knew that she was pregnant with a son.
Not only is he a son, but he is also the leading actor.
It's just that I have a bad fate.
He was born without a father or a mother, grew up eating at many families' homes, was bullied at school, and had his love taken away from him.
It's so miserable.
"I'll get you some eggs, free-range eggs laid by our own chickens. They're nutritious and good for your health." Grandma Zhang put the eggs on the table.
"Thank you, Grandma Zhang." Ding Sha accepted it gratefully. The local eggs she saw in the market that morning were shockingly expensive.
"You're welcome… "
"Is anyone home?" Grandma Zhang's voice was interrupted by a knock on the door.
Ding Sha was stunned for a moment and stood up to open the door. "Someone is here. Who are you looking for?"
When I opened it, I saw that it was the village postman. Most of the people who stayed in the village during the day were the elderly, the weak, women and children, so they simply hired a postman in the village to help deliver things and letters.
"Are you Ding Sha?" The postman looked to be in his twenties or thirties, and his eyes were full of amazement when he looked at the letter.
"I am." Ding Sha nodded, not understanding why.
"Your letter." The postman handed her the letter with a hesitant expression on his face, as if Guy still wanted to talk to her.
Ding Sha took the letter in confusion, said thank you and turned around to close the door.
The postman scratched his head and left.
Ding Sha looked at the handwriting on the envelope in a daze. Seeing that she didn't speak or move for a long time, Grandma Zhang asked worriedly, "What's wrong, girl?"
Ding Sha shook his head and said nothing.
Grandma Zhang stood up and said goodbye. "I'm still steaming eggs on the stove at home. I'll go back first. Come back and see me if you need anything."
Ding Sha smiled and nodded, and walked her to the door. Then he sat back on the small stool, took out the letter and began to daydream again.
The sender on the envelope is Nanjiang City No. 1 Prison.
She hesitated for a moment, then opened the envelope and read the letter.
"Shasha, how are you doing recently? I miss you and our little yard so much.
I'm sorry, I let you down, but will you wait for me? I will definitely make your life better!
I haven't built the swing for you, I haven't planted the grapes you wanted, I haven't planted vegetables in the open space behind the yard, and I haven't given you the wedding you wanted.
Can you come and see me? I really miss you. "
The signature is Xiao Jun.
Ding Sha read the letter twice more.
Finally, he stared at the two words "Xiao Jun" and sighed.
If nothing unexpected happens, this should be the father of the unlucky child.
She sat in the small yard in a daze, her mind still empty, without any memory at all.
Do you want to go see him
Ding Sha hesitated.
Ding Sha felt a little nervous when she stood at the gate of Nanjiang City No. 1 Prison. She subconsciously touched her lower abdomen, as if she could really feel a beating little life there.
"Girl, is there anything wrong?" The middle-aged man in the gate booth saw a little girl wandering there for a long time, and was afraid that she was scared and didn't dare to speak, so he took the initiative to ask.
"Brother... I, I'm here to visit you in prison..." Ding Sha replied quickly.
"Visiting the prison," the middle-aged uncle pointed to a small path beside her as usual, "You have to go through that and there is a door at the back. After you go in, fill in the information and your application is approved before you can visit the prison."
"Oh... Thank you, big brother," Ding Sha didn't expect that she would have to apply again. After thanking him, she hurried over there.
Sure enough, I saw a small door.
I knocked on the door and heard someone say "Come in."
She pushed the door open and said, "Hello, I would like to apply for a prison visit."
The young policeman looked at her in shock for a moment, "Oh... Then please fill out the information first."
Then he handed her a stack of paper and a pen.
Ding Sha took the paper to a seat nearby and quietly began to fill it out.
The young policeman looked at her soft and pretty face and couldn't help feeling a little sorry.
I don't know who is in there...
Just as I was thinking about it, Ding Sha came over with the information filled out. "I've finished writing. Is this okay?"
She looked a little uneasy.
The young policeman poured her a glass of water and said softly, "Don't be afraid, drink some water first."
After saying that, he picked up the documents and sat back in front of the computer.
His expression was strangely complicated. "Are you here to visit Xiao Jun?"
"Yeah." Ding Sha didn't know why he asked that and could only nod.
"Are you his wife?" the young policeman asked again.
Ding Sha lowered his head and hummed, "We agreed that we would get the marriage certificate when we are old enough."
The young policeman's somewhat regretful look made her feel uneasy and hold her breath.
What on earth happened
Author's side note: The child's father is coming!
Go ahead, Xiao Xiao!