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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 actually felt like she was choking.
Li Dali didn't understand how this female educated youth who had just arrived was related to 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 full moon, he invited the whole village to a banquet for several days, and they ate until 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,
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 idled around all day and didn't do his job,
He fought from the beginning of the village to the end of the village,
He was a famous troublemaker in this area,
There was a proud and ruthless aura all over his body. During the period when the fight was fierce, it wasn't that the He family didn't suffer. One day, the He family was in trouble, and the next day, old second He smashed the heads of the troublemakers with a stone. That reckless ruthlessness made people tremble in fear.
From then on, no one in the entire brigade dared to provoke He Songbai.
The most important thing was that old second He was arrested last year for committing the crime of being a hooligan and was reformed for a period of time,
This was the main reason why Li Dali opposed Zhao Lanxiang.
Sending this soft-tempered and beautiful female educated youth to live in second liuzi's house,
Wasn't this sending a sheep to the tiger's mouth? She wouldn't even struggle if swallowed in one gulp.
Li Dali made a gesture, "How about this … pack your luggage tonight,
Stay at my house. I'll tidy up a room for you alone – "my family members are very easy to get along with.
He didn't finish the latter half of his sentence,
The female educated youth shook her head and refused with a smile.
Zhao Lanxiang said, "The He family is related to me. My parents will be more at ease if I live there."
She was very eloquent.
Her voice was as clear as pearls falling on a jade plate, "He Songbai.
57 years. There was an elder sister and a younger sister in the family.
His grandmother, Madam Li, lived for 24 years and gave birth to one son and two daughters. My mom is the daughter of Granny Li's cousin, which is He Er's aunt. "
Zhao Lanxiang lied through her teeth with a straight face.
I'm sorry, Mom, for letting you have a nephew for no reason. I'll help you find an excellent son-in-law someday.
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 dazzled him. But now, her eyebrows were slightly raised and there was a smile in her eyes. It was as if she could see through people's thoughts.
Li Dali withdrew his gaze in embarrassment.
"This, this is good too."
Since they had already said that they were relatives, Li Dali could not 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 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 familiar educated youths 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 exuded a tempting aroma. Soon, a pair of feet in 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 not wanting to leave.
The woman was about 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 look 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 frail shoulders.
Zhao Lanxiang's autumn water like almond eyes easily revealed a smile. She pushed the bun forward and held it in front of the woman.
This was He Songbai's eldest sister, He Songye. Zhao Lanxiang didn't say anything. She just made a few hand gestures to her.
Come, eat together.
There are too many meat buns. I can't finish them all by myself.
When she made the gesture, 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 gesture, He Songzhi's face was full of undisguised surprise, but there was also a hint of hesitation.
Zhao Lanxiang continued, "I'm full."
"The buns are fragrant and delicious. Try them. "
He Songye had a high fever when she was young. It affected her auditory nerves and she couldn't hear anything. Gradually, she didn't know how to speak. Her parents passed away one after the other. She was the one who raised her younger siblings. 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. She almost didn't eat anything good. After she grew old, she especially liked to eat 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 whole 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. He Songye unknowingly 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 and ate all the buns. She could only drink some water in the afternoon 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 cloth bag deflated. She smiled and gestured, "Older Sister He, can you do me a favor?"
"I want to live in your house."
… …
In the evening, when He Songbai was carrying chicken manure to fertilize the private plot of land at home, 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 dusty chicken coop, 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 newly spun bed sheet and quilt that He Songbai finally looked at her seriously. His rebellious eyes darkened.
That quilt was her dowry that she had saved up for a long time. She had never been willing to use it.
Zhao Lanxiang coughed softly and explained, "I'm the cafeteria's new buyer. I'm in charge of buying meat."
Zhao Lanxiang's words dispelled the salesperson's doubts. 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 catty to one catty. Zhao Lanxiang had bought an entire year's worth of pork in one go. It was hard not to raise eyebrows.
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 even specifically chose a remote mountain path.
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 a very dangerous behavior. If she was caught, depending on the severity of the case, she would be taken to a labor camp or thrown into prison. She didn't want to lose her life for making 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 "daring" Zhao Zhiqing. Along the way, he watched her carefully walk around the mountain path. 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 complicated mental activities of the man at this time. After returning home, she went into the woodshed and began to busy herself with cooking.
She quickly cleaned the meat, picked out the chicken and duck meat, cut ginger and onion, and marinated them with seasoning wine and salt. The marinating time was very long. She had to wait until tomorrow noon to completely marinate them. She found a clay pot and put them in place. Then she began to make a delicate marinade.
The meat she was going to make was similar to the cold duck neck and duck feet that were popular in the future. It had a unique flavor and was very tempting.
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