He Songbai didn't even bother to lift his eyelids this time. He lowered his head and ate in big mouthfuls. The fatty meat was tender and smooth, and his mouth was full of fragrance.
Fatty meat was still the best. Lean meat was not as fragrant as fatty meat.
Liang Tiezhu looked at his Brouther Bo's calm expression. He didn't even bother to show any disdain on his face. Liang Tiezhu's chest was stuffed.
Liang Tiezhu analyzed, "Look, she's so good to you. She's willing to give you such delicious food."
Although Liang Tiezhu was rich, his family couldn't eat meat whenever they wanted. It was good enough if they could eat some oil in a month. When had Tiezhu ever eaten meat slices covered with rice? When had he ever tasted such delicious braised meat rice? If there was a woman who was so good to him, he would dig out his heart and give it to her. He would be satisfied even if he died.
He Songbai cleaned his bowl and said lightly, "In the past, when my granny was rich, she would often give out porridge and spare rice. It's just a few meals. Seeing that people are pitiful, she gave it to them. What's the point? You think too highly of yourself. "
Liang Tiezhu covered his small liver fried rice and felt that He Songbai was looking down on him. He angrily buried his head and snatched the meat from He Songbai's bowl. He put it in his own bowl and started eating.
"I'm shallow, poor, and greedy. All I can see is this meat."
He also quickly finished his bowl of rice. After he finished eating, he still licked the fragrant and salty oil in his bowl, causing He Song Bai to violently beat him up.
… …
After Liang Tiezhu finished his lunch, he patted his stomach and said goodbye to He Songbai. Although Zhao Lanxiang had packed quite a lot of rice for him, he still felt that he had not had enough and was not satisfied yet.
He smacked his lips. He knew that he couldn't be thick-skinned and ask for another bowl of rice. He didn't ride home immediately. Instead, he went to find Zhao Lanxiang.
He warmly asked Zhao Lanxiang, "What are you going to sell next time?"
Zhao Lanxiang said, "I won't know until next week. Right now, the meat and noodles at home are almost used up. I'll go to the store in a few days. I'll make whatever I can buy."
Zhao Lanxiang deeply felt the scarcity of goods in the seventies. Even if you had money and coupons, you couldn't eat whatever you wanted. Only people who had lived in this era would know how scary the queues were.
She often went to the supply and demand cooperatives and grocery stores to buy whatever she saw.... Every time she went to the county, it was already very good that she didn't return empty-handed...
Zhao Lanxiang's answer was exactly what Liang Tiezhu wanted.
He chuckled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. .................. but....
"I see … What kind of food do you want to buy? If I have it here, I can bring some over for you."
After hearing this, Zhao Lanxiang's eyes were filled with surprise.
........... If that's the case, then that's great! "
"Of course it's convenient for you. Flour, rice, millet, beans, mushrooms, bamboo shoots, etc. If you have it, I want it …"
Zhao Lanxiang wasn't just boasting. After years of research and the refinement of all kinds of delicious food, although she couldn't be called a "complete cookbook", she could still make one, two, three, four of the ingredients that were given to her. Even the cleverest housewife can't cook without rice. She used to make whatever she could buy. Now that Liang Tiezhu wanted to provide her with food, what else could Zhao Lanxiang be picky about?
This made Zhao Lanxiang very happy.
Liang Tiezhu dealt in the black market. Buying food from him was safer than buying it from grocery stores. She wouldn't have to ride her bike every week to buy more food.
After Liang Tiezhu heard this, he said carelessly, "Okay, I'll send it to you when I receive it."
Zhao Lanxiang then asked Liang Tiezhu about the price of food. Liang Tiezhu generously waved his hand. "Forget it. Seeing that you take care of my Brouther Bo so much and that we're on the same side, I'll sell it all to you at the purchase price. It may not be as cheap as the grain and oil stores, but you don't need food stamps. "
Zhao Lanxiang was extremely grateful. This was undoubtedly the best condition that couldn't be any better.
She knew that the price of food in the black market was slightly higher. Farmers who had surplus rations would secretly sell it to the black market at a slightly higher price in exchange for living expenses. They didn't need food stamps, which made it convenient for Zhao Lanxiang and the other townspeople who received a fixed amount of food every month.
Liang Tiezhu said, "I'm leaving. Brouther Bo fell while riding his bike today. His leg is now lame. You, if you have … "If you have time, go visit him.
Liang Tiezhu secretly bit his tongue. Under Zhao Zhiqing's puzzled gaze, he paused for a moment before saying, "If you have medicine, you can lend him some to apply."
Although He Songbai ignored his face, Liang Tiezhu still hoped that there would be a woman who would take good care of him.
Where could he find a woman who didn't dislike Brouther Bo's family background and was willing to cook for him? This was a very difficult thing to do.
Although Liang Tiezhu wasn't smart, he had reached the age where he wanted a woman. If there was a woman who treated him so well, even if she wasn't interested in him, he would still make her interested.
When Zhao Lanxiang heard this, she couldn't help but think of the man's pale lips. She thought that it was because he didn't eat breakfast and had low blood sugar. She didn't expect that it was because he fell?
He acted so calm and didn't let her see through him at all.
Zhao Lanxiang resisted the urge to scold him and sent Liang Tiezhu off with a smile.
Then she turned back to her room and rummaged through the cabinets. Soon, she found a bottle of medicinal oil. This bottle of medicinal oil should be suitable for all kinds of flesh wounds and bruises! Ai, this stupid guy. He clearly went to the county, but he didn't take the money and go to the health center.
It didn't cost much to apply some medicine!
She walked to He Songbai's room and knocked on the door.
"Is anyone home?"
He Songbai was taking a nap after eating and was suddenly woken up by this voice. He slept shirtless, so he reluctantly got up and put on a jacket.
"What's the matter?"
Zhao Lanxiang heard the man's lazy voice coming from the room. His deep voice had a touch of unconcealable hoarseness mixed with the slight annoyance of being disturbed when he just fell asleep.
He suddenly opened the door and looked down at her condescendingly. His sharp eyebrows furrowed. "What's wrong … Is there less money or ticket?"
Zhao Lanxiang glanced at the bloodstains on the man's trousers and put the medicinal oil in his hand. "Tiezhu said you were lame, so I came to take a look."
"Take this medicine and use it first. Apply it three times a day."
He Songbai only felt a woman's soft hand touching him, causing his rough palm to feel a burst of numbness. The electric current seemed to flow from his fingers all the way to his heart, electrifying the blood in his heart.
His body stiffened as if he had been electrocuted. The next moment, the medicine bottle flew out in a straight line. The delicate glass bottle suddenly fell to the ground and shattered with a "bang".
Zhao Lanxiang was stunned for a moment.
He Songbai's dark pupils shrank imperceptibly.
Even the air became a little stagnant at this moment. He Songbai was also stunned. His fingers trembled, and he immediately restrained himself and said calmly,
"This … How much is this bottle of medicine? I'll compensate you."
Zhao Lanxiang was angry, sad, and angry.
The moment the man shook off her hand as if he had touched something dirty, Zhao Lanxiang was extremely shocked. Immediately, a wave of sadness rose in her heart.
"You have to compensate me here and there. How much money do you have to compensate me?"
She didn't mind her good intentions being ruined, and she also didn't mind his subconscious resistance. But He Song Bai's attitude of wanting to cut off all relations with her at all times, and it would be best if he didn't owe her anything at all, made her very angry.
She bent down and carefully picked up the broken glass. She silently held the glass in one hand and left.
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