Bai Fumei in the 70’s

Granny Li heard the tears in her eyes. But she stopped shortly after crying, and she touched Sun Tzu's head with her thin hands.

"you have grown up."

"I can't control you. If you want to buy a bicycle, go buy it." She wiped away her tears and turned her head to the other side.

"You remember, Granny is only your grandson."

He Songbai put three golden leaves and golden beans into his pocket. He knew that Granny could understand his idea, but she needed a little time to accept slowly.

Granny treated him like a lifeblood and eyes. When she was a child, he had a fight and had a fever. She would worry that she would not be able to sleep all night, and her heart and lungs would shed tears.

He Songbai heard Uncle Dee said that Granny is a very strong woman. In the past, she rarely had depression. Grandpa and father's sudden death shattered her confidence. She became insecure and cautious, and a little wind and grass could make her nervous for a long time.

"I will."

He Songbai said, and took out the bowl that the grandmother ate. There is only a little soup left in the Haiwan. It can be seen that Granny should have been very happy tonight, but it is a pity to make his unhappy son feel sad.

...

Zhao Lanxiang knew that He Songbai was following Tie Zhu in the morning. She saw her sitting in the back seat of Tie Zhu's car with her own eyes. He heard Tie Zhu saying happily and taking him to the city to mix.

What he has done all day long is already obvious.

It is really not easy to let He Songbai take this "black road". After all, he is a person living in this era, knowing that speculation is illegal. Zhao Lanxiang wanted to change his ideas subtly, but he didn't expect how to start, he figured it out himself.

Zhao Lanxiang was very happy and went to knock on He Songbai's door after nightfall.

The man who had fallen asleep heard the rhythmic "three long and one short" knocks on the door, and quickly got out of bed and secretly opened the door.

Zhao Lanxiang got into the room and whispered, "Are you going to sell things with Tie Zhu to the city tomorrow?"

Her eyes were shining brightly, and her extremely low voice could not hide her excitement.

He Songbai was utterly dismissed, and he was reluctant to tell her about this matter, and would not share her work with her in the future. After all, this is not a glorious thing, and letting her touch less is a kind of protection for her.

Zhao Lanxiang said again: "I think you definitely need a car right now?"

"I have a car, shall I sell it to you, OK?"

Zhao Lanxiang actually has no car, but Tang Qing has a car. She often borrowed Tang Qing's car to buy things in the county. After borrowing many times, Tang Qing expressed the idea of ​​transferring her own car. The additional condition is that if he can come to her for a meal every weekend, he is willing to transfer the car to her.

Zhao Lanxiang was so grinded that she didn’t agree with her. The gentleman didn’t take the love of others. Besides, with the iron pillar, her frequency of using the car was greatly reduced.

But the situation is very different now. He Songbai is going to do some "bad things" of speculation. He must have a vehicle.

Although there are bicycles for sale in the county seat, there is no price but no market. People who queue up to buy cars can line up in a street. The decent people in the city are all eager to save a bicycle, so that they can have a face when they get married, and they don't know how much to look at when they ride out on a bicycle.

However, the actual situation is that there are few bicycle supply sources in small counties. It is impossible to buy bicycles in a short time, unless you can drive to prove that you can buy them in S City, and there is sufficient supply there. Otherwise, if you want to buy a bicycle in the county seat, you can worry about queuing even if you line up.

He Songbai heard the words and said indifferently: "Why don't you have a car, you don't have to worry about this matter, go back to sleep. I will get up early tomorrow."

He said that he made a sleepy yawn and started to chase Zhao Lanxiang.

Zhao Lanxiang said: "Although I don't have a car, I can get it. I sell it to you. If you don't have money, I can give it to you on credit and wait for you to return it twice as much as you earn."

It is undeniable that He Songbai was delighted by the silly words of the subject.

His atrium was a little bit bulging, and the taste of being cared for was really good, as if he were basking in the warm sunshine. After a day of hard work, and seeing the tears of his grandmother, He Songbai was actually a little tired. He Songbai felt a little better when he heard the unconditional support of the subject at night.

He is in no hurry to catch people.

Zhao Lanxiang paused and said, "Tomorrow I have to get up early to make a few catties of pastry... Let's sleep first, don't talk so late."

She let go of He Songbai easily, and she would get up earlier than the crowing rooster tomorrow.

Some time ago, it was a trench and a busy autumn harvest. Her "business" had not been done for a long time, and her wallet shrank. She had to spare time to make more pastries and save herself some money at the bottom of the box.

He Songbai couldn't help but narrowed his eyes, but said quickly, "Tomorrow I will help you sell, and I will help you in the future, you just do it."

After listening to Zhao Lanxiang's eyes, she was as happy as drinking honey juice. Selling things was really tiring. She didn't like it very much. It seems that after coaxing He Songbai on this road of no return, it is completely like Bai picking up a free "labor force". In the future, she can just do whatever she wants.

Zhao Lanxiang decided to make up the ten-pound bag of kidney beans and gave He Songbai a shot.

It's really talented to do business. Last time, she sold ten dollars for fifteen pounds of red date yam cake. He Songbai took mung bean cake to sell it better than her. He would make more money than her.

Zhao Lanxiang was not worried that he wouldn’t go to the black market anymore, and would stumble for a long time. As long as he is willing to take this first step, the He family's situation can be doubled.

She still said a word to him: "I believe you can make a good life for the He family."

"But also remember to take care, money can't be earned, pay attention to safety and good health."

He Songbai rubbed the subject's head and said softly, "Okay."

...

The next day, Zhao Lanxiang managed to get up early and got up early. She soaked kidney beans in the middle of the night, steamed it in a cage, and squeezed her thumb to squeeze out the powder. Only then did she start to make kidney bean cake.

Although kidney beans are inconspicuous, they are famous palace snacks and are very popular among nobles. The steamed kidney bean powder gives the kidney bean cake a softer texture than other cakes. The mouthfeel is dense and the ivory white of the bean paste is extremely easy to color. Zhao Lanxiang dyed it with red bean juice and the kidney bean cake appeared Bean paste color. Mix the purple potatoes in, and the kidney bean cake will appear light purple.

Quiet night, occasionally, the firewood at the bottom of the stove burst into a small sound, the boiling water in the pot bubbled, Zhao Lanxiang opened the steamer, and a red, purple and white kidney bean The cake is ready.

Under the dark lights, Zhao Lanxiang rubbed the red bean paste and purple potatoes into the experience, and looked at the colors when he was out of the pot. Unexpectedly, the appearance was unexpectedly beautiful.

She tasted it, the taste was soft and sweet, delicate and smooth, people ate one and wanted to continue to eat one, sweet but not greasy. When making kidney bean cakes, there is no flour at all, and the refreshing qualities of kidney bean powder are fully exerted.

Anyway, I did a lot. Zhao Lanxiang left a pound and took it as a normal snack.

After loading the pastries, she handed the heavy bean cake to He Songbai and told him: "Pay attention to safety and come back early."

He Songbai was riding a bicycle, the dark night added a layer of dignity to his deep face.

"it is good."

Zhao Lanxiang went back to the house and fell asleep. Fortunately, she did occasional black market trading. If she got so greedy and woke up early every day, her body would be unbearable.

She quickly fell into a black fragrance with the quilt. She slept until three shots in the sun, and finally she was woken up by a knock on the door.

She rubbed her eyes and thought that it was Sister He or Sanya who called her, and quickly got out of the bed and stepped on a pair of slippers to open the door. It was unexpected that Jiang Li and Tang Qing were standing outside the door.

Tang Qing glanced at it, and avoided it politely.

Zhao Lanxiang glanced down at her dress, stroked her forehead with a headache, and went back to change her clothes.

Jiang Li said angrily: "You are lazy than I am. Such intensive labor has not transformed you to be more diligent. This will get the sun to tan but you are still sleeping."

Zhao Lanxiang said, "What's the matter with you?"

Jiang Li took out the letter in her arms and raised her eyebrows even more. She said, "Well, my brother's letter to you."

The ghost knew what kind of experience it was to open her brother's letter. Anyway, Jiang Li who had secretly read the letter had been thoroughly washed by her brother.

The cold and majestic elder brother wrote a letter of the most disgusting style in his life, and the sweet words that he could not look at and sneered at all appeared in his letter.

If it was not a character or a character that Jiang Li was familiar with, Jiang Li had to wonder if he had taken the wrong letter from others.

Jiang Li was a little angry, but rarely was not very disgusted. Zhao Lanxiang could be happy this time, and she finally "captured" her brother's heart.

She hummed and said, "Look, look at it, and make me a bun after eating, although... my brother's something, I want to change my name to call my sister-in-law the road is still long.

Zhao Lanxiang was washing, almost not poking his toothbrush into his throat.

She speeded up, sorted herself out three times and five times, and she looked refreshed when she looked awkward. She stroked her hair, raised her eyebrows and said, "Who made you call your sister-in-law?"

She didn't read the neatly placed letter on the table, and said lightly: "My brother and I have already broken."

"I didn't tell you before, because I think your brother is a little self-knowledge and sees how good I am. I didn't expect..." She picked up the letter on the table and returned it to Jiang Li.

"He feels pretty good about himself."

The author has something to say: Why didn't the heroine tell Jiang Li decisively before?

It seems that you haven't seen the forehead clearly.

When Jiang Jianjun woke up again, Jiang Li wrote a letter, and Jiang Jianjun saw the letter and was "very relieved" to develop his career because he didn't know that the mistress was born again.

If the hostess tells Jiang Li that she refused her brother, her letter will definitely reflect it.

Jiang Jianjun had gone to the countryside long ago, where the weak male master could fight him.

the above.