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Zhao Lanxiang habitually took a detour around the remote mountain road,
From the county to the town. After she sold her things, she didn't dare to stay in the county. When she reached the town, she dared to buy a catty of pork tripe, a catty of sugar, and five catties of Fuqiang powder with the receipt.
After buying the things, she returned to Hezi Tun under the hot noon sun.
After returning to Hezi Tun, Zhao Lanxiang went to return the bicycle first,
And invited Tang Qing to eat noodles at home. When she went to look for Tang Qing,
He was playing the violin in the room,
In addition, Zhao Lanxiang also accidentally met Jiang Li at the captain's house.
When Jiang Li saw Zhao Lanxiang,
She snorted deeply from the depths of her nose. "What are you doing here?"
In Jiang Li's eyes, the image of Zhao Lanxiang's pestering brother had been deeply ingrained,
She was also used to Zhao Lanxiang's petty pleasing to her. When Zhao Lanxiang became a little cold, Jiang Li was more sensitive than anyone else,
And immediately felt uncomfortable. Especially after she had such a miserable life,
On the other hand, Zhao Lanxiang's days were extremely comfortable.
She also asked for leave every two or three days,
If it was her, she would only be scolded by Li Dali. When it was Zhao Lanxiang's turn, it became a natural thing. Li Dali never found fault with her and was kind to her. How could this make Jiang Li happy?
Jiang Li said angrily, "My brother wrote me a letter,
Do you want to take a look? "
Jiang Li just happened to come back from the village post office to get the letter. She took out a white letter from the cloth bag and waved it in front of Zhao Lanxiang.
Jiang Li knew what her brother wrote to Zhao Lanxiang,
After Zhao Lanxiang read her brother's letter,
Shouldn't they unite with her from now on?
Last time, Jiang Li didn't get to eat Zhao Lanxiang's meat buns.
She was really angry.
She told her brother that she and Zhao Lanxiang had been assigned to Hezitun.
At the end, she wrote a bunch of bad things about Zhao Lanxiang with embellishment.
As the elder brother, Jiang Jianjun was very surprised when he received the letter, but he soon understood.
Zhao Lanxiang might be taking a roundabout route. She was finally smarter and knew to bypass him to please his sister directly.
Jiang Li was the apple of everyone's eye. Jiang Jianjun's uncles gave birth to six boys. It was not until four years after his mother gave birth to him that she finally gave birth to a girl. The members of the Jiang Family did their best to dote on their only child.
Jiang Jianjun knew very well that his sister was not easy to please.
Zhao Lanxiang's eyes fell on the letter, and she said disinterestedly, "Oh."
She didn't need to read to know that Jiang Jianjun's letter must be full of requests to take good care of Jiang Li. Jiang Li had never suffered since she was a child. If possible, she should help her more. Jiang Li was simple and impulsive. She could be easily deceived. She should keep an eye on her, and so on.
Of course … she wasn't Jiang Jianjun's wife yet. Jiang Jianjun's tone when he made these requests must be more subtle and tactful.
Zhao Lanxiang had no desire to read this kind of disgusting letter.
She said with a smile, "Oh … really? As an outsider, it's not convenient for me to read your letter. I still have something to do … I won't disturb you. "
As she spoke, she walked to Tang Qing's room, knocked on his door, and shouted a few times.
Soon, the sound of the violin in the room stopped abruptly. He opened the door and saw Zhao Lanxiang. There was a touch of relaxation and joy on his young face. "Finished?"
Zhao Lanxiang nodded and said straightforwardly and generously, "I went to town to buy some noodles. There's no time like the present, I'll treat you to a meal."
She went to the county at least three times a month to do some bad things. It was definitely not safe to take a car. Wouldn't it be tiring to walk on the mountain road alone? The only way was to borrow Tang Qing's bicycle. In this way, she had to build a good relationship with Tang Qing. If Zhao Lanxiang borrowed a bicycle, it wouldn't be so awkward.
Tang Qing didn't refuse. He was very happy to hear that there would be food. "Then I must thank Comrade Zhao! I'll change my clothes first. Please wait for a moment. "
He was wearing the white undershirt that he usually wore in the living room. His two arms were exposed to keep cool. Since he was invited by a female comrade to eat noodles, he definitely had to wear something formal.
Zhao Lanxiang waited patiently at the door. Her eyes moved from the wooden door to Jiang Li.
Jiang Li's pretty face was flushed with anger at this moment. She looked at Zhao Lanxiang with vigilance. "What on earth are you doing here?"
Zhao Lanxiang was stung by her gaze. She suddenly thought of something. Jiang Li didn't necessarily come to the leader's house to look for him. She probably came to look for Tang Qing.
Combined with the strong hostility in Jiang Li's eyes, Zhao Lanxiang's guess was undoubtedly one hundred percent correct.
Tang Qing had a good temperament and was popular with people. His parents were intellectuals who were professors at the Central Academy of Fine Arts. He was neat and handsome. In addition, he was friendly and helpful. Probably many girls secretly admired him.
For a moment, Zhao Lanxiang's brows furrowed slightly.
Jiang Li's attitude also reminded her that she should keep a certain distance from Tang Qing. It was not appropriate to invite him to eat alone at her house.
So she said to Jiang Li, "I bought some noodles and invited Comrade Tang to eat noodles as a thank you. Do you want to join us?"
Jiang Li was happy. She immediately said the steamed buns that she had been thinking about. "I want to eat steamed buns."
Zhao Lanxiang politely refused. "It's too late to make steamed buns now. Let's eat noodles."
After she said that, the door of Tang Qing's room opened. He had changed into a dark blue shirt, which was loose and neat. Perhaps he was afraid that the female comrade would wait for him, so he wiped his face carelessly and came out with water droplets on the ends of his hair.
Tang Qing said, "Noodles are good. Comrade Zhao's noodles are delicious."
Since Tang Qing said that, Jiang Li couldn't say anything else. She felt shy and sweet. She didn't dare to look directly at Tang Qing. She lowered her head and said hesitantly, "Really? Then let's eat noodles. "
She probably hadn't seen such a little girl before, right?
Zhao Lanxiang clenched her hands into fists and covered the corners of her mouth that she couldn't help laughing.
She walked in front with a huge schoolbag on her back and led the two of them to the He family's house. Jiang Li was very satisfied with Zhao Lanxiang's tactful avoidance, although she was too shy to speak while walking beside Tang Qing.
As for Tang Qing … his mind was now full of that bowl of delicately made, fragrant noodles.
When Zhao Lanxiang returned to the He family's house, she found that Sister He was not at home.
Sister He was assigned the job of raising a large group of cows. The cows needed to be taken care of every day. At this time, Sister He should be in the cowshed cutting grass for the cows. Zhao Lanxiang looked around and found that He Songbai was chopping firewood in the yard. She put down her schoolbag and carried the noodles, meat, and candies she bought into the woodshed.
She casually glanced around and saw that the ashes in the stove were completely cold. She knew that He Songbai didn't have lunch. She took out the fuqiang powder, cracked an egg into the noodles, and added water to the noodles. The noodles would be more bouncy with the addition of eggs. Thirty minutes later, she took out the dough and used the rolling pin to roll it over and over again, kneading and throwing it. She rolled the noodles over and over again. The white noodles were unbelievably obedient under her hands. They were soft and tough.
She stir-fried the spicy pork belly with lard and added some cornstarch to fry the pork belly until it was crispy. Finally, she poured the pork belly into the cooked noodles. With a sizzling sound, the hot oil fell into the clear soup. It was so fragrant that it was tempting.
She scooped out four bowls of noodles, one for each person. Zhao Lanxiang knew that He Songbai probably didn't like to eat at the same table as strangers. She first took a bowl of noodles to his room, then went to her room and called Tang Qing and Jiang Li out to eat noodles.
Tang Qing and Jiang Li happily went to the woodshed to eat noodles, but Zhao Lanxiang walked to He Songbai.
The man was sweating profusely under the scorching sun. He chopped the thick firewood into thin firewood. This batch of firewood was thinner than the previous ones.
Zhao Lanxiang's heart was suddenly filled with sweetness when she saw it.
Zhao Lanxiang had an unavoidable worry recently. She wasn't used to cooking with the firewood stove in the countryside.
She had to pay attention to the control of the fire when cooking. When the dishes were almost done, she had to turn the fire down. In the past, she only needed to turn the switch of the gas stove to lower the fire. Now, she had to take out the unburned firewood in the stove, making the woodshed dirty and smelly. He Songbai chopped the firewood into smaller pieces, so it was more convenient. She just needed to control the amount of firewood. When the fire was big, she would put more firewood. When the fire was small, she would put less firewood.
She said with a smile, "I made a bowl of noodles and brought it to your room."
This was the young He Songbai … His muscles were tight and full of strength.
Zhao Lanxiang's face couldn't help but heat up. Her heart also heated up and beat wildly. After she finished speaking, she rushed to the woodshed.
He Song Bai carelessly wiped his face with his palms, his gaze watching the gradually disappearing figure. Only then did his indifferent gaze return to the pile of firewood. He silently and powerfully chopped the firewood, repeating the boring action over and over again.
Although he was thin, he had endless strength like a young man. Plus, his stomach finally had some oil, and some meat was quietly growing under his dark skin.
…
What Zhao Lanxiang didn't know was that when she walked to the woodshed, the two people in the woodshed seemed to have never eaten enough. One was eating happily, and the other was eating happily.
Tang Qing was well-educated, so he could restrain himself. Even if he wolfed down the food, it wasn't ugly.
Jiang Li seemed to have abandoned the girl's reservedness and shyness. She also forgot that the boy at the same table with her was the one she secretly liked.
Alas! She finally understood why Zhou Jiazhen deliberately slurped the noodles so loudly that day, as if he had never eaten noodles in his life.
Because … it was too, too delicious!
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