This was an anti-theft badge,
The original edition was in Jinjiang literature city.
It didn't mean that they could be together smoothly at the age of nineteen,
Everything had its own destiny. Zhao Lanxiang's real purpose for coming to his side in the countryside this time,
Was to stop him from going to prison,
And not to rush to fall in love with him and get married.
Thinking like this,
Zhao Lanxiang, who had some thoughts in her mind, suddenly became enlightened and let go of the burden in her heart.
She rubbed the smelly pig's intestines clean with salt. After washing the intestines, she carefully washed the pig's trotters. The knife carefully scraped the pig's trotters,
Her ten thumbs kneaded it as if she was massaging it. The white pig's trotters with a hint of red looked very cute under the clear water. Zhao Lanxiang, who was so greedy for meat, couldn't even wait to use her spices to cook it quickly.
Half a catty of pig's trotters was actually not a lot of meat. There were only a few sporadic pieces when it was cut into pieces. However, Zhao Lanxiang, who was shy of money, could only temporarily suppress her greedy heart.
Fortunately, apart from spending a bit of money to buy these two things,
The rest were very cost-effective. Two cents for a catty of intestines,
Ten cents for pig's trotters. She deliberately chose pig's trotters that were evenly distributed. Thinking that it was still early,
There was still time to stew five-spice pig's trotters.
Sister He hadn't finished work yet,
The He family didn't cook dinner that early. She borrowed the He family's stove and pot.
She blanched the pig's trotters with water and soaked them in wine and soy sauce for half an hour. Then, she fried the pot with oil and ginger slices,
The spices were wrapped in gauze and made into a spice bag. She put the pig's trotters into the small pot and slowly stewed them. She stewed until the water was almost dry and gelatinous,
The pig's trotters had become oily and red.
The water in the pot was bubbling.
She smelled the rising fragrance contentedly and put the lid back on the pot.
He Sanya returned home first,
She put down the heavy pig's grass on her back,
Smelling the fragrance, she couldn't help but walk to the woodshed. This was a rich and overbearing fragrance,
When the hungry people smelled it, their stomachs became even more pained with hunger. He Sanya was drooling.
She saw Zhao Lanxiang in the woodshed and seemed to be stunned. She glanced greedily at him, then turned her head and ran to the courtyard to pour herself a big bowl of water. She bit a handful of vegetables and drank with the water.
Zhao Lanxiang, who was concentrating on cooking, was startled by the sudden appearance of this little girl. Then, he saw her lying by the well, drinking raw water and eating wild vegetables. He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.
She led the child into the woodshed and lifted the lid of the small pot. Eight pig trotters were stewed until they were soft and sweet, glistening with oil. She took out a bowl for her and Sanya. She used her chopsticks to pick up a piece and blew on it before placing it in front of Sanya's mouth.
"Go ahead."
He Sanya revealed a row of pearly white teeth and lowered his head to nibble on his fingers like a little beast. She was not shy at all. She did not understand the complicated rules of the adult world. She was used to people giving her the cold shoulder. Even when she was beaten, she did not cry. She was so timid and numb that she was like an emotionless puppet.
However, as long as she was treated slightly better, the bright smile in her dark eyes was as warm as the fire on the stove. After she finished eating, she buried her face in the bowl and laughed foolishly. She licked the taste left in the bowl with all her might.
He Songbai saw this scene when he came back from feeding the pig.
In the dimly lit woodshed, a small flame licked the small pot warmly. The dancing flame outlined the woman squatting on the stove very gently. That silly girl of his was eating rice and meat around her.
Everything was harmonious, except for San Ya who was eating meat with the woman.
His face darkened and he called out to San Ya.
"Who told you to eat food for free?"
The young man's deep and hoarse voice was filled with uncontrollable anger. He strode over to He Sanya and picked her up with one hand. With a sullen face, he pulled out a few crumpled tickets from his pocket and put them on the table. His voice was stiff as he said,
"Don't give her food so casually in the future."
Zhao Lanxiang could not help but take two steps back. He Songbai's fierce expression made her feel like he was going to beat someone up.
Then he really beat He Sanya up. He spanked her butt and made her stand in the corner. However, He Sanya was used to being beaten up. Although she was beaten up by her brother, she still ate two pieces of pork trotters. She was still smacking her lips when she stood in the corner, thinking about the fragrance of the pork trotters.
In reality, she did not know that she was eating pork trotters. How would she know what pork trotters tasted like? This poor child rarely had the chance to eat pork. Later on, this meal of pork trotters became a taste that He Sanya would never forget for the rest of her life.
Zhao Lanxiang was both angry and amused. She walked in front of He Songbai and said: "I'm the one who gave her food. What does a child like her know? Why don't you just beat me up too?"
He Songbai stood in the same spot and felt a sense of unbearable sadness spread throughout his body. He also wanted to let his cute little sister have a good meal. Since she was born, she had never had a good meal. When she was two or three months old, she didn't have any milk to drink. It was his big sister who used sweet potato powder mixed with water to feed her. But no matter how hard he worked, he still couldn't get a full meal.
He could only blame the heavens for letting them reincarnate into the He family and suffer with him for nothing.
He Songbai's dark eyes were covered with a layer of dust. He only looked at Zhao Lanxiang once before turning around and going into the firewood shed. His large hands grabbed two handfuls of brown rice and began to make the He family's dinner.
Zhao Lanxiang felt that his gaze just now made her feel as if her heart was suddenly broken.
… …
When Sister He came back that night, He Sanya called her from the corner of the wall with a smile.
Zhao Lanxiang took out the pork trotters and intestines that she had cooked. She gave each of them a bowl of rice and said with a smile: "I ate a free meal last night. Let's eat together today."
Big Sister He hurriedly shook her head. Yesterday's meal was considered sumptuous for them because there was more rice than usual. However, it was still very shabby. How could it compare to the meat and rice that Zhao Zhiqing had prepared?
Zhao Lanxiang had already put a few pieces of intestines into Sister He's bowl and said with a smile: "Although this is meat, it's all pig offal. It's not worth much. Sister, don't worry about it and eat it!"
This friendship was too precious. Sister He looked at Zhao Zhiqing with gratitude. She used hot water to soften the rice and brought it into the room for her grandmother to eat. Whenever the family had something good to eat, they would always leave it for her to eat first. The rice that Zhao Zhiqing had bought was all fine grain. It was so soft that it seemed like it would melt in the mouth. It was soft and smooth with a faint sweetness. It was not like the brown rice that they ate, which made their throats hurt.
Sister He felt guilty and satisfied as she finished the meal. This meal was almost the most delicious she had ever tasted in her life. After Zhao Zhiqing finished eating, she scraped the bowl clean for her sister to eat. Aside from He Song Bai, the He family's entire family ate until they were full and satisfied.
In the evening, when Zhao Lanxiang was taking a bath, Sister He came to her room in the dark. She put a stack of money on Zhao Lanxiang's table and carefully pressed it with the celadon vase.
This money happened to be the "rent" that Zhao Lanxiang had paid yesterday.
"Granny, did you eat meat?"
The old woman held her granddaughter in her arms and patted her back with her withered hand. "Yes, I did."
The stewed pig trotter, which was soft and tender, reminded the old woman of the time before the decline of the He family. At that time, there were groups of servants and maids at home. There was an endless supply of good food and meat, as well as an endless supply of silk and satin … Accompanied by these beautiful memories, the old lady sank into a sweet dream.
…
Zhao Lanxiang was sent to the corn fields early in the morning to fertilize. She carried the ashes from the stove and waited for the members to dig a small hole. Then, she shoveled the ashes and buried them.
At this time, the corn had already sprouted buds that were as tall as a person. Zhao Lanxiang was not afraid of being dirty or tired. What she was most afraid of were the furry insects hidden under the corn leaves. She turned around every three steps and could see the wriggling insects in her field of vision. This sour feeling was even more torturous than having blood blisters on her hands and feet.
At this time, she pulled out a caterpillar from her sleeve. She didn't know when it had crawled over, but her whole body shivered.
"Sister Zhao!"
He Sanya came out from the green corn stalks. She held two sticks and quickly put the insect in Zhao Lanxiang's hand into her bamboo tube.
Zhao Lanxiang wiped the cold sweat off her forehead. "Why are you here?"
She touched He Sanya's sweaty head. The little girl obediently handed over the bamboo tube in her hand. There was a bunch of wriggling insects in the big bamboo tube.
Zhao Lanxiang looked over and had goosebumps all over her body.
"I'm here to catch insects to feed the chickens." He Sanya said softly. Her eyes were clear.
She opened the lid and looked at the insects in the tube. She would be able to catch enough insects for the day after a while.
Zhao Lanxiang knew that He Sanya was the one who fed all the chickens at home. She was even more impressed with her.
When Sister He brought the chickens back from town, He Sanya had started feeding them. She loved these chickens very much. She would take turns hugging them in the chicken pen every day. Every chicken's feathers were glistening from the insects she fed them.
Sister He would pick up two or three eggs every day. They were round and plump. She would crack one every few days to make a bowl of egg custard for her grandmother. She would save the rest of the eggs. Once she had saved enough eggs, she would let her younger brother sell them to the cooperative for money.
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