Bai Fumei in the 70’s

He Songbai's love for his old grandmother always feels that he is the best grandson under the world. He is very stressed and often speechless.

In fact, there is no such a solid-hearted willingness to follow him as Zhao Lanxiang, he may not really be able to appeal to his wife. There is no man who has not done anything, and which woman is willing to follow?

His lips flapped.

"You have a good rest, remember to eat calcium tablets on time. Recently it has been raining and the weather is humid."

"The legs are so painful, it's better to take some painkillers."

Granny said indifferently: "I don't take painkillers. Granny should keep a clear head and teach my great-grandchildren Guowen, drawing and painting!"

He Songbai couldn't bear to break the old grandmother's good wishes, picked out the dirty clothes she had changed and left the house.

...

At dinner, Grandma tremblely took out a few crumpled money and handed it to Zhao Lanxiang.

"Meal money."

"Keep it."

Zhao Lanxiang was flattered, and the indifferent and proud old man was finally willing to open his mouth. She did not refuse, although all the meat she ate these days was brought back by He Songbai.

There was only one section of rice with a deep thumb left in the rice tank, and the next day he carried a small bag of rice back and filled it.

He is completely like a man with a pillar, and can bear the food and clothing of the whole family.

Zhao Lanxiang vaguely felt that He Songbai's old grandmother might have known that he had gone to work in the black market.

It can be seen that He Songbai respects grandmother very much. Such a big thing, he does not expect to hide his grandmother.

Zhao Lanxiang estimated that the elder sister and the three girls might be left behind by the people who are still in the dark. The elder sister is more decent and open-minded. She will break down if she knows that her brother is going to speculate.

Sanya is still small, ignorant, and can't control her mouth in case it's not safe to say that she has leaked.

But... Grandma gave the money, it was really meaningful, and gave it to her in front of her sister.

In fact, the value that Grandma gave Zhao Lanxiang baby for the first time, far exceeded what Zhao Lanxiang gave to the He family. A piece of gold lock, melted down to the black market and sold anyway can be exchanged for a hundred pieces. Where did she spend so much money for the He family.

According to the posture that Granny gave money today, it is estimated that the eldest sister did not know that one day, Granny will continue to give Zhao Lanxiang money to protect the granddaughter's mind.

Zhao Lanxiang coughed lightly and put the money in his pocket.

Granny is so generous!

After dinner, Zhao Lanxiang took clothes to take a bath.

She stared at the dried clothes by the bamboo pole, and her face flushed because of embarrassment.

She was ashamed and said to her elder sister, "I won't wash my clothes in the future."

The elder sister smiled and did not speak. She helped Zhao Lanxiang take off her clothes. Because the sun was too high, it was not very convenient for Zhao Lanxiang to get it. She secretly squeezed a sweat for her brother.

"Thank you elder sister, I went."

When Zhao Lanxiang was taking a bath, a voice came from outside the bath room.

"Hasn't it been finished? Why has it been so long?"

This is... Jiang Li's voice. Why did she come here?

"You wait, it will be fine soon." Zhao Lanxiang put on her clothes quickly and walked out.

Jiang Li was quite disappointed. She took advantage of this meal and brought good news, thinking that she could stay and eat for dinner.

As a result... He Jiaran had already finished eating!

Not only did they eat slickly, they even had nothing left of the soup, but the remaining sauce in the dish was still filled with a scent of meat, which made people greedy.

Jiang Li said: "My brother was impatient and wrote a letter and took the telegram directly."

"Oh, it's really expensive, I can afford it for you."

She said, handing the telegram in her hand to Zhao Lanxiang.

"Is there any mango roll left last time? It tastes pretty good and delicious..."

Zhao Lanxiang took the telegram in Jiang Li's hand, and the typework was neat and the reply was simple and neat.

"Sister: Zhanxinjia. Mango is delicious, thank you."

Zhao Lanxiang helped her, she thought it was shocking "good news", so Jiang Li was able to rush to the He family to look for her in such excitement regardless of time. Jiang Li's good news is also her good news. She wished that Jiang Jianjun didn't dislike Mango at all.

The short sentence in the telegram was bland. It is very consistent with his simple and neat characteristics.

Jiang Li said: "My brother said it was delicious, which shows that he really likes to eat, he is afraid that he guessed that you made it yourself?"

She frowned at Zhao Lanxiang and said.

When Zhao Lanxiang heard this, he started to stun, and carefully and repeatedly read this newspaper several times.

Thin brows tightened tightly, and after realizing what, Zhao Lanxiang was thundered.

Jiang Jianjun is also testing her!

In the last letter he sent to Jiang Li, he specially sent a "sweet and sweet" love letter to her.

She did not reply.

He didn't mention her in the telegram he took this time.

If he "preconceives" that this is simply a snack sent by his sister to please him, it is normal to think according to the thinking of normal people.

But... he was too anxious, and he was so busy training that he had no time to line up to take a telegram.

So anxious, how could it be just for a box of snacks!

Zhao Lanxiang pursed her lips, her eyes dark like a well with no bottom.

Jiang Jianjun was so suspicious that he did not dare to reveal his true thoughts even when writing to his sister. If he sent the same content by mail, she would be completely fooled.

She will not fail his kindness.

After she was very sure that He Songbai was rich and powerful, she was very cautious and concealed all her family background. When she came to Hezitun, Jiang Jianjun would not immediately remind him of He Songbai's existence.

Zhao Lanxiang suddenly said to Jiang Li: "I have to trouble you to write another letter to your brother. I will go to you tomorrow. The same conditions apply."

She made a gesture of closing her mouth.

Jiang Li stared straight at her, not speaking.

Zhao Lanxiang led her to the firewood room, pinched the mangoes on the ground, and cut the mangoes into small squares. Beat the milk egg white into the bowl, add sugar, and stir continuously at high speed, whipping cream under Jiang Li's surprised eyes.

"Is the cream made this way?" Jiang Li's eyes widened in surprise, not knowing the precious cream in the desserts she had eaten before. The material is still so cheap.

Zhao Lanxiang didn't speak, baked a layer of skin with corn flour, and finally spread the mango grains and cream on the skin and rolled it up.

"Mango Pancake, you can give it a try."

Jiang Li took a big bite directly, with a very layered taste, and instantly conquered her. After biting the pancake skin, the soft filling suddenly overflowed.

The sweet and fragrant cream is wrapped in sweet and fragrant mango flesh, which is sweet and fragrant. The warm taste of the cream melts and spreads in the mouth, making her feel happy to fly to heaven.

"I have never had such a delicious dessert."

Zhao Lanxiang grabbed the bowl in her hand and said lightly: "Everything you eat is the best."

Jiang Li felt choked.

Zhao Lanxiang wrapped one in oil paper and took it back for her to eat. "This is called Mango Pancake. I sell one for one yuan."

"Just that was the reward, this..."

Jiang Li was not satisfied enough to eat one, and that one was too small, and it was gone before she had tasted enough. With her fate, she took out the money and bought the large mango pancake in Zhao Lanxiang's hands.

"You are in the eye of money."

Zhao Lanxiang spread her hands, "You can choose not to eat."

Jiang Li didn't say a word, she took a bite of the mango pancake, and she happily ate it with cream on her mouth.

"I went back, this time my brother sent me some money to come. If you still make such delicious food, I will."

Zhao Lanxiang tidied up the firewood, and with the cream she just beat out, she kneaded her dough and re-made the creamy mango roll, and fried a whole box out, enough to eat for a long time. Compared to the mango pancakes I made before, it was just an appetizer.

She rolled out a stack of mangoes and put them on the table for everyone to eat after cooking.

He Songbai gave Zhao Lanxiang a deep look.

Zhao Lanxiang returned to his room with a hot dessert. As soon as the door was closed, her door was forcibly and firmly opened and closed.

He Songbai pulled the person, his lips squirmed for a moment, and asked, "Still angry?"

The man's strong and sturdy body pressed her tightly and touched all the mango rolls in her hand. She frowned sadly.

The next moment, she was squeezed even harder by him, unable to divide even half of her distraction, and all her thoughts were seduced by the man in front of her.

This intimate posture made him gasp slightly uncomfortably, and said sullenly: "It should have been out of breath for so long?"

Zhao Lanxiang squeezed the hard muscles of his arm, because of his hard work, it had become very powerful there.

"If you promise me a condition, I won't be angry."

Poor He Songbai still cares about one or two conditions at this time, that is, ten conditions, and he just responded decisively.

"You said you said."

Zhao Lanxiang touched his hard curly hair and stood on tiptoe to his ear and said: "I want to keep this condition, and I will use it later, and it will always work for you."

"good or not?"

Her voice was as soft as a small hand rubbing his heart, and He Songbai gasped again, and said hoarsely, "Yes."

Zhao Lanxiang hugged him and smiled sweetly.

"Also, I want you to kiss me now--"

Her words hadn't finished yet, the man's depressed and intense emotions drowned her aggressively.

Fierce and enthusiastic.

He had no skills at all, still green and fierce, but he didn't completely bump his lips as he did last time. He couldn't help Zhao Lanxiang changing his breath and patting his chest to protest. He Songbai touched her hair, made her gasp for a while, then bent down and kissed the corner of her mouth.

"Do you feel relieved?"

The author has something to say: *

small theater:

Brother Bo: Waiting for her to say this.

Not satisfied.

Humph.

You little gangsters, hollow me out.