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Li Dali looked at the doubt in the eyes of the female educated youth and said vaguely, "That family has a bad reputation. It's not a good place to stay. I'll help you arrange another family. "
Zhao Lanxiang didn't miss the disdain in Li Dali's tone. She knew that the old man's ancestors were landlords, and life was very difficult in the sixties and seventies.
He probably didn't have any status in the brigade. It was reasonable for this masculine and upright captain to look down on the He family.
She declined politely, "I won't trouble you –"
Li Dali interrupted her, "Except for this family, everything else in the brigade can be discussed. Otherwise, you won't recognize me as the captain. "
There was a kind of stubbornness on his dark face.
It was probably because he had scolded too many people, a bit like Zhao Lanxiang's grandfather. At that moment, Zhao Lanxiang felt like she was choking.
Li Dali didn't understand how this female educated youth, who had just arrived, had anything to do with He Songbai.
Who was He Songbai? Wasn't that Old Second He?
His name was given by a master invited by the landlord's great-grandfather.
On the day of the full moon, the whole village was invited to a banquet for several days.
Their mouths were full of oil. Everyone's compliments were endless.
They said that this child would definitely have great achievements, great prospects, and would definitely bring glory to their ancestors …
However, things didn't go as planned. The revolution came, and the He family was robbed of all their assets. Old Second He had never gone to school or read a day since he was young. He was idle all day long and didn't do any proper work.
He fought from the beginning of the village to the end of the village.
He was a well-known troublemaker in the surrounding villages.
There was a proud and ruthless aura all over his body. When there was a lot of trouble, it wasn't that the He family didn't suffer. One day, the He family was in trouble. The next day, Old Second He took a stone and smashed the heads of the troublemakers.
That kind of fearless ruthlessness made people tremble in fear.
From then on, no one in the brigade dared to provoke He Songbai.
Most importantly, He Laoer was arrested last year for committing a crime of being a hooligan and was forced to undergo labor reform for a period of time. This was the main reason why Li Dali opposed Zhao Lanxiang.
She had such a soft personality.
He even sent a beautiful female educated youth to live in Liuzi's house.
Wasn't this the same as sending a sheep to the tiger's den? He didn't even struggle to swallow it in one gulp.
Li Dali made a gesture.
"How about this … Pack your luggage tonight and stay at my place. I'll fix up a room for you-- "My family is easy to get along with.
Before he could finish his words, the educated girl shook her head and rejected him with a smile.
Zhao Lanxiang said, "The He family is related to me, so my parents will be more at ease if I live there."
She was eloquent and her voice was as clear as pearls falling on a jade plate. "He Songbai, born in 57. He has an elder sister and a younger sister in his family. His grandmother, Madam Li, was born in 24 years. She had one son and two daughters. My mother is the daughter of Grandma Li's cousin, which is He Laoer's aunt. "
Zhao Lanxiang lied through her teeth with a straight face.
I'm sorry, mother, for letting you have a nephew for no reason. I'll help you add an outstanding son-in-law another day.
Li Dali suddenly felt a headache coming on. He wanted to see if she was lying from her face, but her eyes, which were as clear as a clear spring, were so bright that they could dazzle him. Now, her eyebrows were slightly raised, and there was a clear smile in her eyes. It was as if she could see through people's minds.
Li Dali withdrew his gaze in embarrassment.
"Well, that's good."
She had already said that she was a relative, so Li Dali couldn't say anything more. Could it be that he would criticize the quality of a relative's thoughts in front of others?
As a result, Zhao Lanxiang successfully tricked her into staying there.
In the afternoon, the educated youths gathered together to play cards and chat. Zhao Lanxiang took out a basket of unfinished meat buns from the woodshed and put them in a cloth bag. Three taels of oil was enough to make twenty buns and a bowl of noodle soup. She, Zhou Jiazhen, and a few other educated youths who were familiar with each other only ate ten buns.
She carried the buns to the other side of Ox-Horn Mountain. She walked to the edge of the field and found a place to sit down. She opened a hole in the cloth bag that contained the buns.
The buns that had just been heated in the steamer emitted a tempting aroma. Soon, a pair of feet wearing straw sandals appeared in front of Zhao Lanxiang. She raised her head, and a drooling face appeared in front of her. She looked from afar, not daring to approach, and also not wanting to leave.
The woman was around twenty years old, but her face was full of wrinkles. Her knuckles were swollen because she was used to hard work.
She opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything. She simply silently stared at Zhao Lanxiang eating the buns. Zhao Lanxiang finished a steamed bun in front of her. She tore open the white and tender skin of the steamed bun and bit into the tender and lean meat core. She swallowed the steamed bun with a happy and satisfied expression.
The envy in the woman's eyes deepened, but she only watched from afar. From time to time, she would take a glance and then lower her head to cut her ox-grass. The huge basket was as big as her, and it was too heavy for her to bear on her thin shoulders.
Zhao Lanxiang's autumn water like almond eyes easily revealed a smile. She pushed the bun forward and put it in front of the woman.
This was He Songbai's eldest sister, He Songye. Zhao Lanxiang didn't say anything, but made a few hand gestures to her.
Come, eat together.
Meat buns, there are too many. I can't finish them all by myself.
When she made the hand gestures, her back was straight and the corners of her mouth were curled up to reveal a smile. Her posture was correct and bright.
After Zhao Lanxiang finished making the hand gestures, He Songzhi's face was full of undisguised surprise, but there was also a hint of hesitation.
Zhao Lanxiang continued, "I'm full."
"Buns, fragrant, delicious. Try them. "
He Songye had a high fever when she was young. It affected her hearing and she couldn't hear anything. Gradually, she didn't know how to speak. Her parents passed away one after another, and she was the one who raised her younger brother and sister. It could be said that she was the person He Songbai respected the most.
Zhao Lanxiang and He Songye had been together for many years. Daily communication was no problem at all. After marriage, she discovered that her eldest sister-in-law, He Songye, was actually a foodie. Her life in the past was too hard and she almost didn't eat anything good. After she grew old, she especially liked to eat, especially meat buns.
Zhao Lanxiang smiled and said patiently, "Why don't you try it?"
She stuffed the bun into He Songye's mouth. He Songye's body trembled. She used her tongue to push against the soft bun skin. Her eyes suddenly moistened.
She bent over and used her rough hand to touch the bun in her mouth. The stabbing hunger in her stomach caused her to mechanically chew her cheeks.
The smooth and soft pork overflowed with delicious juices and flowed into her mouth. A sweet and rich taste seized all her senses. Unknowingly, He Songye finished eating the bun and felt a sense of satisfaction that she had never felt before in her life. But she wasn't full yet.
In order to save on rations at home, she only brought one black flour bun today. She had done too much work in the morning, so she ate all the buns. In the afternoon, she could only drink some water to fill her stomach.
He Songye unknowingly ate bun after bun. When she finished the bun in her hand, Zhao Lanxiang handed her another bun.
In the end, Zhao Lanxiang's bag of buns deflated. She smiled and gestured, "Older Sister He, can you do me a favor?"
"I want to live in your house."
… …
In the evening, He Songbai was carrying chicken manure to fertilize the plot of land at home when he saw his eldest sister come back with a big bag of things. She walked to the front of the house that had been empty for many years and put the things down. Without saying a word, she took out a broom and swept it inside and out. She threw out the chicken coop that was covered in dust, then a dustpan, a hoe, and a plow …
He Songbai didn't ask his older sister what she was doing. It wasn't until she smiled and carried out the new bedsheets and quilt that He Songbai finally looked at her seriously. His rebellious eyes darkened.
That quilt was a dowry that she had saved up for a long time to buy for herself. She had never been willing to use it.
She rubbed the stinky pig's intestines clean with salt. After washing the intestines, she carefully washed the pig's feet. She carefully scraped the pig's feet with a knife and kneaded them with her ten thumbs as if she was massaging them. The white pig's feet with a tinge of red looked very cute under the clear water. The greedy Zhao Lanxiang couldn't wait to use her spices to quickly cook them.
Half a catty of pig's feet wasn't a lot of meat. Even if they were cut into pieces, there were only a few pieces left. However, Zhao Lanxiang, who was embarrassingly short on money, could only suppress her greedy heart for the time being.
Fortunately, aside from spending a bit of money, these two things were very cost-effective. Half a catty of intestines was twenty cents, and pig's feet were ten cents. She purposely picked pig's feet that were evenly distributed. Thinking that it was still early, she thought that there was still time to stew the five-spice pig's feet.
Sister He hadn't finished work yet. The He family didn't cook dinner that early, so she borrowed the He family's stove.
She blanched the pig's feet with water and soaked them in wine and soy sauce for half an hour. Then, she fried the pot with oil and ginger slices. She used gauze to wrap the spices into a spice bag and put it into a small pot. Then, she put the pig's feet into the small pot and slowly stewed it. She stewed until the water was almost dry and the pig's feet were glossy red.
The water in the pot bubbled. Satisfied, she sniffed the rising fragrance and put the lid on the pot.
He Sanya got home first. She put down the heavy bag of pigweed on her back. She couldn't help but walk to the woodshed when she smelled the fragrance. This was a strong and overpowering fragrance. When a hungry person smelled it, they would feel even more hungry. He Sanya's mouth was dripping with saliva. When she saw Zhao Lanxiang in the woodshed, she seemed to be stunned. She looked greedily at her for a while, then turned and ran to the yard to pour herself a big bowl of water. She took a handful of vegetables and drank them with the water.
Zhao Lanxiang, who was focused on cooking, was startled by the sudden appearance of this little girl. Then, she saw her leaning against the well and drinking water while eating wild vegetables. She couldn't help but feel annoyed.
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