Bai Fumei in the 70’s

The soup dumplings made by others still scent on her table.

Jiang Li let out her words without a word. She had to pick up the pen and transcribed it again. Zhao Lanxiang frowned again: "No, it's too neat, and it looks very wrong at first glance. How do you usually write letters? "

Jiang Li couldn't take it anymore and almost wanted to stop writing.

She glanced at the iron box in Zhao Lanxiang's hand and said, "Give me a bit, I will write."

Zhao Lanxiang knocked on the table with her thumb, and said politely: "Let you write, you write, is it not enough to fill the soup?"

"write!"

Jiang Li feels that today's Zhao Lanxiang is fierce and unreasonable.

"Want to eat."

Zhao Lanxiang said: "Don't bargain with me."

Jiang Li dared to write a "scribble" family letter again.

This Zhao Lanxiang was really strange, and she was not allowed to tell his brother that this mango specialty was made by her.

Zhao Lanxiang received the letter with satisfaction and folded it into the envelope. Only then did he take a piece out of the iron box for Jiang Li to eat.

Although it was just fried spiced scraps, the crispy and scorched fragrance of mango wraps was super delicious. Jiang Li crunched off a piece, so sweet that she was about to fly. This is a specialty, which is obviously better than the special snacks of the state-run restaurant.

No wonder Zhao Lanxiang spent a lot of money at the end. After buying such an expensive dim sum, can the wallet shrink? I also added that it is very cheap, and she really understands her ideas. She never buys anything expensive. Anyway, her brother knows that she always lacks money.

She took another bite and ate a bit of the remaining mango rolls. The delight brought by the sweets made her squint, her tongue licking the broken foam of the mango rolls, and the faint milk fragrance In the mouth.

"It's delicious, how to make this, how can it be made so delicious, and it's so delicious after being scorched."

Zhao Lanxiang said lightly: "You can't learn it. Get me back, and remember to show me the next time he writes back."

Jiang Li should be off at the beginning.

She gazed at Zhao Lanxiang sealing the box with adhesive tape tightly and tightly. She couldn't help but say, "I won't steal food. Are you so strict against thieves?"

Zhao Lanxiang was actually afraid of the mango flavor being soaked on the letter paper, which was what she thought. It is estimated that Jiang Jianjun didn't even want to open the letter.

She coughed and took two more pieces out of the box for her: "I will send it tomorrow, you know?"

Jiang Li bit the mango roll and hurriedly responded.

...

Zhao Lanxiang made several small stir-fry dishes at night, braised fatty intestines, fried pork lungs, and intestinal meat slice soup. Although simple, for everyone, it was already richer than New Year's Eve. Sister He was flattered, Zhao Lanxiang just smiled and said nothing. It is estimated that the eldest sister knew that it was all earned by her younger brother. It would be even more surprising.

In the evening when everyone got together for dinner, He Songbai hadn't got up yet.

The elder sister went to call him, and then he brushed his teeth and washed his face slowly, and came to the table to eat.

He could eat two large bowls of rice in one breath, and the rice was mixed with fat intestine juice. The rice was oily and fragrant. He Songbai had a particularly good appetite when he ate it.

If Zhao Lanxiang stopped him, he would continue to eat the third bowl.

"You can't eat so much at night."

Zhao Lanxiang tried not to communicate with He Songbai when someone was there. She was very happy to see his appetite wide open. She likes to watch him eat like a piglet. It's better to have a full meal, and become tall and strong after half a year. The old man just scratched his foundation, and he couldn't make up any fat afterwards. Other people's middle-aged crisis, blessed beer belly. He is still lean, lean and handsome, and looks very healthy.

In fact, it's just a matter of strong foreigners.

After he had finished supper, she would give him all the mango rolls he made today as usual snacks.

He Songbai heard the words and made a "cold" hum without a trace.

Sister He put down her rice bowl and gestured: "Will you go with me to deliver the cow tomorrow?"

He Songbai said, "When will the delivery be?"

Sister He said: "I don't know yet."

He Songbai smiled, and looked like a child who said: "That won't work. I'm going to play in the county tomorrow and have an appointment with my brother. You call Uncle De, he has experience."

Sister He wanted to beat him a few times, and she gave her brother an angry look.

"OK, you go play."

After dinner, He Songbai went to Granny's room to chat with her and feed her by the way.

He took out the golden beans and gave them back to grandma, "This is Grandpa's relic, don't tell me, I almost sold it. Grandpa will ask me tonight to call me unfilial."

Granny snatched her rice bowl without asking him to feed him, and said angrily: "Never live grandchildren can control it, where can he still control his relics?"

He Songbai took out a white medicine bottle from his arms and gently shook his hand. The particles inside rustled loudly: "This is a calcium tablet. I heard that eating it will make your hands and feet less painful. Come Eat one."

He unscrewed the medicine bottle and a white flower lies on his palm.

Grandma looked at the palm of her grandson's open hand, the rough palm under the white particles was rough and red, and she had worn her skin.

Her thin hands gently rubbed the lines of his palm, and after a while he said, "Is it hard?"

"Grandma is useless. If you let your mother leave you abroad, you don't have to follow us to eat this kind of bitterness."

She choked a bit, "Your sister can still enjoy the wealth of a few years, anyway, you are born to suffer hardship. My obedient brother..."

He Songbai hated the old grandmother most of these words, he put the medicine in her mouth, "Eat it, I can't let you live a prosperous life, but I can If you are full, you will be full. Your mentality is wrong. You need to adjust."

"Always indulge in the past and never be happy for a lifetime."

Grandma kissed her grandson's rough palm and said with tears, "I also looked forward, hoping to bring a child to Bo Ge! Grandma still has hope!"

"I will teach him like you, teach him Chinese, teach him to paint, and teach him arithmetic. Although Granny is cumbersome, old and bulky, but her mind is still bright!"

"But Brother Bo, hurry up, Granny is too old..."

There was a sense of helplessness in Granny Cang's voice. She lifted her neck and poured a soup, and swallowed the calcium tablet.

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