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Liang Tiezhu looked at his Brouther Bo's calm expression. There was a complete indifference that did not even bother to show on his face. His chest was extremely 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 did not eat meat whenever they wanted to,
It was already good to be able to eat oil once a month. When had Tiezhu ever eaten meat slices covered with rice grains? When had he ever tasted such delicious braised meat rice? If there was a woman who treated him so well, he would have dug out his heart for her,
He would be willing to die.
He Songbai cleaned out his rice bowl,
He said lightly, "In the past, when my granny was rich, she often gave out porridge and rice,
It was just a few meals,
She saw that people were pitiful and gave it to them. What's the point? You think too highly of yourself. "
Liang Tiezhu covered his Little Liver Fried Rice and felt that his spirit had been despised by He Songbai. He angrily buried his head and snatched the meat in He Songbai's bowl,
He picked it up and put it into his bowl and started eating.
"I'm short-sighted,
I'm poor and gluttonous. All I can see is this meat. "
He also quickly finished his bowl of rice,
After eating, he even licked the fragrant and salty oil in the bowl as if he had not had enough, causing He Songbai to beat him up violently.
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After Liang Tiezhu finished his lunch, he patted his stomach and said goodbye to He Songbai. Although Zhao Lanxiang had packed a lot of rice for him,
He still felt that he had not had enough,
He had not had enough.
He smacked his lips,
He knew that he could not be thick-skinned and ask for a bowl of rice anymore,
He did not ride his bicycle home immediately,
Instead, he went to find Zhao Lanxiang.
He asked Zhao Lanxiang warmly, "What are you going to sell next time?"
Zhao Lanxiang said, "We won't know until next week.
Now, the meat and noodles at home are almost used up. I'll go to the store in a few days and buy whatever I can. "
Zhao Lanxiang had already deeply felt the scarcity of resources in the 1970s. Even if one had money and coupons, they could not eat whatever they wanted. Only those who had experienced this era would know how terrifying the queues were.
She often went to the supply and demand cooperatives and grocery stores to buy whatever she saw left over. 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. Although he didn't have a way to get meat, his old profession was selling food!
"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.
"Really? If that's the case, that's great! "
"Of course, it's convenient for you. Flour, rice, millet, beans, mountain delicacies, fungus, bamboo shoots, and so on. If you have it, I want it …"
Zhao Lanxiang was not bragging casually. After many years of research and the refinement of a variety of delicious food, although she could not be called a "complete recipe book", she could make one, two, three, four, and four ingredients if given to her. A clever housewife can't cook without rice. In the past, she would make whatever she could buy. Now that Liang Tiezhu wanted to provide her with food, what could Zhao Lanxiang be picky about?
This made Zhao Lanxiang extremely happy.
Liang Tiezhu was in the black market. Buying food from him was, of course, safer than buying it from the grocery store. She wouldn't have to bike so hard every week to buy food in the future.
After Liang Tiezhu heard this, he said carelessly, "Okay, when I receive it, I'll send it over to you."
Zhao Lanxiang then asked Liang Tiezhu about the price of food. Liang Tiezhu generously waved his hand and said, "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 store, 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. If farmers had surplus rations, they 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 bicycle 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 really a difficult task.
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 had acted so indifferent 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.
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