Zhao Lanxiang could use her toes to think of the hurdle in the man's heart,
It was like an invisible ruler,
It crossed his bottom line. He had his backbone and pride, and he was not willing to eat soft rice from a woman. He hoped that he could be a good man who could hold up the sky for his wife and family. He hoped that every grain he ate was earned through his own hard work.
These thoughts of his..,
Zhao Lanxiang later understood,
So the delicious dishes on the table were replaced by sweet potato and bean rice,
The fine grain had become rice bran and wild vegetables without oil. She ate every meal,
It showed him that she was determined to follow him and suffer together.
But now Zhao Lanxiang was not willing to let him continue to eat bran and choke vegetables. He was now like a tireless bull,
He had scattered all the essence and blood in his body on the crops. He urgently needed nutrition,
He needed to eat something good. She told him to work harder, not to work so hard.
She hoped that he would live more actively, but she did not expect him to be too active.
Zhao Lanxiang tugged at the man's sleeve and leaned close to his ear,
She whispered, "Granny gave me a note a few days ago,
I don't quite understand what it means,
Can you help me take a look? "
As she spoke, she took out the crumpled note from her pocket.
He Songbai's entire body was steaming with sweat, and sweat flowed down his pitch-black hair. He stank all over, but the fragrant woman who had just taken a shower was still leaning towards him.
He Songbai was really helpless against her! He had never seen such a clingy woman!
He Songbai was a little worried for her, and at the same time, he felt extremely dry all over. He often felt guilty for his uncontrollable physiological reaction. After all, he was a man who did not mean what he said,
His mind was dirty!
He Songbai probably did not know,
Not only did the woman not dislike the smell of his sweat,
At this moment, he was so manly in her eyes. Although he sweated a lot, he loved to be clean. He bathed and changed clothes every day, different from the sloppy men in the countryside.
Zhao Lanxiang tugged at He Songbai's ear and asked him to read the note left by the granny carefully.
She said, "I suspect that the granny left me a treasure. Shall we … go look for it now?"
He Songbai's hand that was wiping his sweat stopped in mid-air, and the corners of his deep and sharp eyes could not help but twitch.
He coughed lightly and said in embarrassment, "My family is poor, how can there be any treasure?"
Zhao Lanxiang opened her hand and showed the note to him. "Why do you think the granny wrote this sentence? Are you going to accompany me tonight? If you don't, I'll go by myself. "
He suddenly turned hostile and lectured her harshly, "Girls shouldn't run around at night. Didn't your parents teach you that?"
Zhao Lanxiang folded the note and put it in her pocket. She asked him seriously, "So I'm asking you to come with me. Are you going or not?"
After He Songbai lost his temper, he saw the determination in her eyes. He did not know what to do with this fickle woman. Soon, he picked up the shovel and followed her to Niutou Mountain in the dark.
Zhao Lanxiang slowly measured the distance of a hundred steps and shone the flashlight on the lush forest at the foot of the mountain.
"Locust tree, locust tree, there are no locust trees here."
He Songbai looked around, suddenly squatted down, and used his thumb to explore. He touched the rough half of the wooden block and shone the flashlight on it. The wooden block that was cut off was actually broken out of shape. The sparse and dense growth rings were faintly black under the light.
"I dug," He Songbai said.
Zhao Lanxiang continued to look for other places with the flashlight. "I'll go over there to take a look."
He Songbai grabbed the woman who was running around and covered her head with his broad palm. "You don't have to go."
As he spoke, he worked hard to dig the soil. Soon, a small mound of soil was piled up in the open space next to him. Zhao Lanxiang held the flashlight to shine on the man. He dug until the hard shovel suddenly stopped, and a muffled sound came from below.
The woman's voice was filled with surprise and excitement. "Hey, stop digging. You really found it."
He Songbai silently used the shovel to dig out the hard object.
It was a box covered with mud. Zhao Lanxiang tried her best to open it, but she still couldn't open it. She couldn't tell what it was for the time being, so she couldn't bear to open it and destroy it violently.
He Songbai didn't mind that it was dirty. He picked it up and said in a muffled voice, "Are you satisfied? Go back. "
Zhao Lanxiang nodded. Sure enough, it was similar to what she expected.
When she returned to the He family's house, Zhao Lanxiang fetched a bucket of water and carefully washed it. The small box shed its ugly shell and revealed a quaint and heavy appearance. The texture of the wood was fine and heavy. When she sniffed it carefully, there was a faint fragrance.
This was... red sandalwood.
Zhao Lanxiang didn't open the box. She felt that the value of the treasure given by the granny was reflected in this wooden box. She saw a lock hanging on the wooden box. It was complicated and small. A pile of red sandalwood tangled together formed an exquisite lock. If she forcefully broke the wooden lock, the beauty of the entire sandalwood box would be greatly damaged.
This was really an interesting box. It was highly collectible. She didn't know how much it would be worth if she sold it! However, Zhao Lanxiang only thought about it for a moment and quickly dismissed the idea.
This kind of retro treasure was worthless now. Not only was there no market, but it was also a hot item. The only thing she could do was tightly cover it and store it away.
He Songbai saw the box clearly. His eyebrows faintly twitched as he lightly said, "Go sleep.
"Go to sleep. There are no treasures inside."
He began to chase her away.
Zhao Lanxiang had dug up this treasure with great difficulty. How could she be willing to leave? Moreover, the man's expression at this moment was very thought-provoking. She unlocked the Luban lock on the box at an incredible speed. With a "pa" sound, she opened the box.
He Songbai used his palm to wipe his face. He was extremely silent.
Zhao Lanxiang saw that the inside was neatly covered with moisture-proof hay. She took it out. A small piece of Ruyi Lock and a few pieces of tattered paper fell out.
The Ruyi Lock was small and exquisite. The gold pieces were polished until they were shiny and smooth to the touch.
There was a vague "Bai" character written on it. It was engraved with Dingyou and Bingshen. With one look, she knew that this was a peace lock for children.
Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help but cover her mouth. Granny actually took out her own good grandchild's treasure and gave it to her.
She shook the small tattered book again. There was a chubby little pig drawn in childish strokes. It was written crookedly. Want to eat. There should be more exciting content at the back, but — —
Zhao Lanxiang glanced at He Songbai. The man's face was completely dark.
He said, "Don't look."
Zhao Lanxiang held the peace lock in her hand. She weighed it and thoughtfully said, "This lock is a bit heavy. It should be able to buy a pig."
He Songbai put away the small book and said stiffly, "Go to sleep. Don't think so much."
Zhao Lanxiang shook her head, "You don't understand what Granny means. She gave me the lock so that the two of you can eat something good. I'll go buy pork tomorrow. This time, you can eat your fill without worry, right? "
She smiled as she put the precious lock into her bag. Her voice revealed a trace of ridicule and ridicule.
When Granny wrote the note to her, it happened to be when she was "out of food". What was so difficult to understand? Granny just wanted her grandson and granddaughter to eat and drink well and eat until they were full.
So for the first time, she paid attention to her, an "outsider".
She wasn't numb or indifferent. She just quietly used her pair of muddy eyes to look at all the changes. Granny threw the note to her. It was both to make up for it and to encourage her.
Granny hoped that she could continue to make delicious food. This made Zhao Lanxiang's faint guilty heart feel relieved.
She felt that her feeding behavior would become a burden to He Songbai. However, since the head of the family had spoken, Zhao Lanxiang didn't care whether she felt guilty or not.
Granny said to continue to eat, so she continued to eat. The value of her gold lock and red sandalwood was enough for the two siblings to eat many delicious meals.
The next day, Zhao Lanxiang rushed to the store early in the morning to line up. She used a meat ticket to buy a fat pork trotter. An inch of white meat was like a snowflake. Zhao Lanxiang chose He Songbai's favorite fatty meat. A dish of red braised pork trotter quickly appeared in her mind.
Zhao Lanxiang carried it back to the He family with satisfaction. She cut ginger, onion, and garlic slices, and fried the pork trotter in the pot until both sides were golden brown. The white sugar was fried until it was the color of sugar. The pork trotter sizzled and the golden and clear oil flowed out little by little. The pork trotter wrapped in lard gave birth to a smooth fragrance.
Zhao Lanxiang placed the stir-fried red pork trotters into a ceramic bowl, added some water into the pot, and steamed them over a strong fire under the stove. The crispy pork trotters gradually softened, and the red skin glistened with a little bit of oil. She poked a chopstick and pulled it back. The chopstick that was bitten by the meat made a "bang" sound. It was extremely sticky and slippery. At this time, she knew that the pork trotter was soft and slippery enough to be taken out of the pot. It was guaranteed that one's mouth would be full of oil. The meat that melted in her mouth was fatty but not greasy. It was fragrant, smooth, and tempting.
She carried a bowl to the old woman's room. The old woman was sitting in front of the window in a daze. She saw Zhao Lanxiang's figure and her old face wrinkled.
"Give it to me."
Zhao Lanxiang looked at her in confusion.
Granny said coldly, "Melt the gold lock and exchange it for money. Return the comic book in the box to me."
Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help but laugh, "That comic book was originally a comic book. It's a pity that it's not with me. It was taken by He Erge."
She saw the granny's serious gaze and paused before continuing, "I saw the word 'Bai' on the gold lock. It must be He Erge's, so I gave it to him."
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