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It didn't mean that they could be together smoothly at the age of nineteen. Everything had its own destiny. Zhao Lanxiang's real purpose of coming to his side in the countryside this time was to stop him from going to prison,
And not to rush to fall in love with him and get married.
With this thought in mind,
Zhao Lanxiang, who had something in her mind, suddenly became enlightened,
She put down the burden in her heart.
The smelly pig's large intestine was rubbed clean by her with salt,
After washing the large intestine, she carefully washed the pig's trotters. The knife carefully scraped the pig's trotters, and her ten thumbs kneaded it as if she was massaging it. The white and red pig's trotters looked very cute under the clear water. Zhao Lanxiang, who was so greedy for meat, couldn't wait to use her spices to cook it quickly.
Half a catty of pig's trotters was actually not much meat, and there were only a few sporadic pieces when it was cut into pieces. However, Zhao Lanxiang, who was shy of money, could only temporarily suppress her greedy heart.
Fortunately, other than the cost of a meat ticket,
The rest was very cost-effective. Two cents for a catty of large intestine,
Ten cents for pig's trotters. She deliberately chose pig's trotters that were evenly distributed between fat and lean. Thinking that it was still early,
There was still time to stew five-spice pig's trotters.
Sister He hadn't finished work yet,
It wasn't that early for the He family to cook dinner,
She borrowed the He family's stove and pot head.
She blanched the pig's trotters with water,
She soaked them with wine and soy sauce for half an hour. Then, she fried the next pot head with oil and ginger slices,
The spices were wrapped in gauze and made into a spice bag, which she put into a small pot. The pig's trotters were put into the small pot and simmered over a slow fire. She stewed until the water was almost dry and sticky,
The pig's trotters had become oily and red.
The water in the pot bubbled. Satisfied, she sniffed the rising fragrance and put the lid on the pot.
He Sanya returned home first,
She put down the heavy pig's grass on her back,
She couldn't help but walk to the woodshed when she smelled the fragrance. This was a rich and overbearing fragrance,
When the hungry people smelled it, their stomachs became even more pained with hunger. He Sanya was drooling.
She saw Zhao Lanxiang in the woodshed and seemed to be stunned. She glanced greedily at her for a moment before turning her head and running to the courtyard to pour herself a large bowl of water. She then bit a handful of vegetables and drank with the water.
Zhao Lanxiang, who was concentrating on cooking, was startled by the sudden appearance of this little girl. Then, he saw her lying by the well, drinking raw water and eating wild vegetables. He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.
She led the child into the woodshed and lifted the lid of the small pot. Eight pig trotters were stewed until they were soft and sweet, glistening with oil. She took out a bowl for San Ya, picked up a piece with her chopsticks, blew on it, and placed it in front of San Ya's mouth.
"Go ahead."
He Sanya revealed a row of pearly white teeth and lowered his head to nibble on his fingers like a little beast. She was not shy at all. She did not understand the complicated rules of the adult world. She was used to people giving her the cold shoulder. Even when she was beaten, she did not cry. She was so timid that she was numb like a puppet without emotions.
However, as long as she was treated slightly better, the bright smile in her dark eyes was as warm as the fire on the stove. After she finished eating, she buried her face in the bowl and laughed foolishly. She licked the remaining flavor in the bowl with all her might.
He Songbai saw this scene when he came back from feeding the pig.
In the dimly lit woodshed, a small flame licked the small pot warmly. The jumping flame outlined the woman squatting on the stove very gently. That silly girl of his was eating rice and meat around her.
Everything was harmonious, except for San Ya eating meat with the woman.
His face darkened and he called out to San Ya.
"Who told you to eat food for free?"
The young man's deep and hoarse voice was filled with uncontrollable anger. He strode over to He Sanya and picked her up with one hand. With a sullen face, he pulled out a few crumpled tickets from his pocket and put them on the table. His voice was stiff as he said,
"Don't give her food so casually in the future."
Zhao Lanxiang could not help but take two steps back. He Songbai's fierce expression made her feel like he was going to beat someone up.
Then, he really gave He Sanya a good beating. He spanked her butt and made her stand in the corner. However, He Sanya was used to being beaten up. She was very tough. Although she was beaten up by her brother, she still ate two pork trotters. She was still smacking her lips when she stood in the corner, thinking about the delicious smell of the pork trotters.
In reality, she did not know that she was eating pork trotters. How would she know what pork trotters tasted like? This poor child rarely had the chance to eat pork throughout the year. Later on, this meal of pork trotters became a taste that He Sanya would never forget for the rest of her life.
Zhao Lanxiang did not know whether to laugh or be angry. She walked over to He Songbai and said: "I was the one who gave her food. What does a child like her know? Why don't you just beat me up too?"
He Songbai stood in the same spot and felt a sense of unbearable sadness spread through his entire body. He really wanted to let his cute little sister eat to her heart's content. She had never had a good meal since she was born. She did not have any milk to drink when she was two to three months old. It was his older sister who mixed sweet potatoes with water to feed her until she grew up. But no matter how hard he worked, he still couldn't get a full meal.
He could only blame the heavens for letting them reincarnate into the He family and suffer with him for nothing.
He Songbai's dark eyes were covered with a layer of dust. He only looked at Zhao Lanxiang once before turning around and going into the firewood shed. His large hands grabbed two handfuls of brown rice and began to make the He family's dinner.
Zhao Lanxiang felt that his gaze just now made her feel as if her heart was suddenly broken.
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When Sister He came back that night, He Sanya called out to her from the corner of the wall with a smile.
Zhao Lanxiang took out the pork trotters and intestines that she had cooked and gave them a bowl of rice. She smiled and said: "I ate a free meal last night. Let's eat together today."
Big Sister He hurriedly shook her head. Yesterday's meal was considered sumptuous for them because there was more rice than usual. However, it was still very shabby. How could it compare to the meat and rice that Zhao Zhiqing put out?
Zhao Lanxiang had already put a few pieces of intestines into Sister He's bowl and said with a smile: "Although this is meat, it's all pig offal. It's not worth much. Sister, don't worry about it and eat it!"
This friendship was too precious. Sister He looked at Zhao Zhiqing with gratitude. She used hot water to soften the rice and brought it into the room for her grandmother to eat. Whenever the family had something good to eat, they would always leave it for her to eat first. The rice that Zhao Zhiqing bought was all fine grain. It was so soft that it seemed like it would melt in the mouth. It was soft and smooth and had a faint sweetness. It was not like the coarse grain that they ate, which made their throats hurt.
Sister He felt guilty and satisfied as she finished the meal. This meal was almost the most delicious she had ever tasted in her life. After Zhao Zhiqing finished eating, she scraped the bowl clean for her sister to eat. Aside from He Song Bai, the He family's entire family ate until they were full and satisfied.
In the evening, when Zhao Lanxiang was taking a bath, Sister He came to her room in the dark. She put a stack of money on Zhao Lanxiang's table and carefully pressed it with the celadon vase.
This money happened to be the "rent" that Zhao Lanxiang paid yesterday.
Pork, chicken, duck, and other popular meat were quickly sold out. When it was her turn to buy, there were only pig offal, pig trotters, and scattered bird livers, heads, and claws.
These internal organs and bones had no oil, so people didn't like to eat them. However, Zhao Lanxiang didn't dislike them. These parts were all good things in her eyes. The value was no less than that of fat meat. It was just that people lacked oil, salt, sauce, and vinegar, so they couldn't bring out their delicious taste.
In the end, Zhao Lanxiang grabbed two pounds of pure lean meat and two pounds of pig trotters. She didn't leave out the chicken and duck kidneys, heads, and claws, these scraps, and smiled as she put them in her bag. The meat coupons that she bought from Master Dao weren't warm yet, so they were quickly used up.
The shop assistant couldn't help but cast a sidelong glance at this generous young lady and gave her a few more glances.
Zhao Lanxiang coughed and explained, "I am the new buyer of the cafeteria. I am responsible for buying meat."
After Zhao Lanxiang said this, the sales clerk's doubts disappeared. It had to be known that people in the city sometimes didn't have as much freedom as people in the countryside. Each person's monthly share of pork was only half a pound or half a pound. Zhao Lanxiang bought a whole year's worth of pork in one go. It was hard not to look at her.
Zhao Lanxiang put the meat in a bamboo basket and quietly left the long line. She gave a look to He Songbai, who was hiding in the alley.
In order to not attract attention, Zhao Lanxiang didn't take a car. Instead, she chose to walk back to Hezi Tun. She also specifically chose a remote mountain road.
In this era, there was no such thing as free trade. Other than farmers who had a small share of their own produce and sell, the rest of the food and materials were all classified as speculation. Speculation was very dangerous. If she was caught, depending on the severity of the case, she would be sent to reform through labor or go to jail. She didn't want to lose her life just to make money.
Zhao Lanxiang walked ten miles and finally returned to Hezi Tun before the sun set.
He Songbai's dark and thick eyebrows hadn't relaxed since he came back from the black market street.
He followed this "bold" Zhao Zhiqing. Along the way, he watched her carefully walk around the mountain road. She also grabbed a few handfuls of wild vegetables and covered them tightly in a basket, pretending to be digging for wild vegetables. Only then did his tense face become less ugly.
If she was caught, the He family wouldn't be able to escape being an "accomplice". He Songbai explained his behavior of following Zhao Zhiqing in his heart.
Zhao Lanxiang didn't know the man's complicated thoughts at this time. After returning home, she went into the woodshed and began to busy herself with cooking.
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