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He Songbai was too lazy to even lift his eyelids this time. He lowered his head and ate in big mouthfuls. The fat meat was tender and smooth as he chewed on the oil,
And his mouth was full of fragrance.
Fat meat was still delicious,
How could lean meat be as fragrant as fat meat.
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 treats you so well,
She's willing to give you such delicious food. "
Although Liang Tiezhu was rich,
He could not eat meat whenever he wanted to at home,
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 and given it to 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 He Songbai was looking down on him mentally. He angrily buried his head and snatched the meat in He Songbai's bowl. He picked it up and ate it in his own bowl.
"I'm short-sighted, poor, and greedy. 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 was not satisfied,
He Songbai gave him a beating.
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After Liang Tiezhu finished his lunch, he patted his stomach and said goodbye to He Songbai. Although Zhao Lanxiang gave him a lot of rice,
However, he still felt that he hadn't had enough. He hadn't had enough.
He smacked his lips, knowing that he couldn't shamelessly ask for another bowl of rice. He didn't immediately ride his bicycle home, but instead went to find Zhao Lanxiang.
He warmly asked Zhao Lanxiang, "What are you going to sell next time?"
Zhao Lanxiang said, "We won't know until next week. Right now, we're almost out of meat and noodles at home. In a few days, I'll go to the store and take a look. I'll make whatever I can buy."
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 to sell food!
"So it's like this … What kind of food do you want to buy? If I have it here, I can bring some over for you."
After Zhao Lanxiang heard this, her eyes were completely filled with surprise.
"Really? If that's the case, that's great! "
"Of course it's convenient for you. Flour, rice, millet, beans, delicacies, fungus, bamboo shoots, etc. If you have it, I want it …"
Zhao Lanxiang wasn't just boasting. After many years of research and the refinement of all kinds of food, although she couldn't be called a "complete recipe book", she could still make one, two, three, four of the ingredients that were given to her. Even the cleverest housewife couldn'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 else could Zhao Lanxiang be picky about?
This made Zhao Lanxiang very happy.
Liang Tiezhu dealt in the black market, so buying food from him was naturally safer than buying it from the grocery store. In the future, she wouldn't have to bike so hard every week to buy food.
After Liang Tiezhu heard this, he casually said: "Okay, I'll send it over 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 give it all to you at the purchase price. It might not be as cheap as the grain store, but there's no need for food stamps. "
Zhao Lanxiang was very grateful. This was without a doubt the best offer that couldn't be any better.
She knew that the price of food in the black market was a bit high. If the 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 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 idiot. 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 had eaten his fill and was taking an afternoon nap. He was caught off guard by this voice and was woken up by it. He slept shirtless, so he got up reluctantly and put on a shirt.
"What's the matter?"
Zhao Lanxiang heard the man's lazy voice coming from the room. His deep voice had an unconcealable hoarseness to it, and it was mixed with slight annoyance that he was disturbed just after he fell asleep.
He suddenly opened the door and looked down at her. 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 the woman's soft hand touching him, causing his rough palm to feel numb. 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.
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 care that her kindness was ruined, and she could also ignore his subconscious physical resistance. However, He Songbai's attitude of wanting to distance himself from 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. Silently, she held the glass in one hand and left.
… …
Zhao Lanxiang habitually took a detour around the remote mountain road from the county to the town. After she sold her things, she didn't dare to continue staying in the county. When she reached the town, she dared to use the receipt to buy a catty of pork tripe, a catty of sugar, and five catties of Fuqiang powder. After she finished shopping, she returned to Hezi Village under the scorching noon sun.
After returning to Hezi Village, Zhao Lanxiang returned the bicycle and invited Tang Qing to eat noodles at her house. When she went to look for Tang Qing, he was playing the violin in his room. In addition, Zhao Lanxiang unexpectedly ran into Jiang Li at the brigade leader's house.
When Jiang Li saw Zhao Lanxiang, she snorted deeply. "What are you doing here?"
In Jiang Li's eyes, Zhao Lanxiang's image of her clingy brother had been deeply ingrained in her mind. She was also used to Zhao Lanxiang's small attempts to curry favor with her. When Zhao Lanxiang became a little cold, Jiang Li was more sensitive than anyone else and immediately felt uncomfortable. Especially when she was living such a miserable life, while Zhao Lanxiang was living a very comfortable life.
She would only be scolded badly by Li Dali if she asked for leave every two or three days. When it was Zhao Lanxiang's turn, it became a natural thing. Li Dali never found fault with her and was pleasant to her. How could this make Jiang Li happy?
Jiang Li said angrily, "My brother wrote me a letter. Do you want to read it?"
Jiang Li just happened to come back from the village post office. She took out a white letter from the cloth bag and waved it in front of Zhao Lanxiang.
Jiang Li knew what her brother wrote to Zhao Lanxiang. After Zhao Lanxiang read her brother's letter, wouldn't she unite with her from now on?
Last time, Jiang Li didn't get to eat Zhao Lanxiang's meat buns and was really angry. She wrote to her brother that she and Zhao Lanxiang were assigned to Hezitun. At the end of the letter, she wrote a bunch of bad things about Zhao Lanxiang.
As her brother, Jiang Jianjun was very surprised when he received this letter, but he immediately understood.
Zhao Lanxiang might be taking a roundabout route. She finally became smarter and knew to go around him to please his sister directly.
Jiang Li was the apple of everyone's eye. Jiang Jianjun's uncles gave birth to six boys. It wasn't until four years after his mother gave birth to him that she finally gave birth to a girl. The Jiang Family did their best to dote on their only child.
Jiang Jianjun knew in his heart that it wasn't easy to please his sister.
Zhao Lanxiang's gaze fell on the letter and she said with a lack of interest, "Oh."
She didn't need to read to know that Jiang Jianjun's letter must be full of requests to take good care of Jiang Li. Jiang Li had never suffered since she was young. If possible, she should help her more. Jiang Li's personality was simple and impulsive. She could be easily deceived. She should keep an eye on her, and so on.
Of course … she wasn't Jiang Jianjun's wife yet. Jiang Jianjun's tone when he made these requests must be more subtle and tactful.
Zhao Lanxiang had no desire to read this kind of disgusting letter at all.
She said with a smile, "Oh … really? As an outsider, it's not convenient for me to read your letter. I have something else to do … so I won't disturb you. "
As she spoke, she walked to Tang Qing's room, knocked on his door, and shouted a few times.
Soon, the violin in the room stopped abruptly. He opened the door and saw Zhao Lanxiang. There was a touch of relaxation and joy on his young face. "Finished?"
Zhao Lanxiang nodded and said straightforwardly and generously, "I went to town to buy some noodles. It's better to do it now than later. Let me treat you to a meal."
She went to the county at least three times a month to do some bad things. It was definitely not safe to take a car. Wouldn't it be tiring to walk on the mountain road alone? The only way was to borrow Tang Qing's bicycle. In this way, she had to build a good relationship with Tang Qing. This way, Zhao Lanxiang wouldn't be so embarrassed if she borrowed his bicycle.
Tang Qing didn't refuse. He was very happy to hear that there would be food. "Then I'll have to thank Comrade Zhao! I'll change my clothes first. Please wait for a moment. "
He was wearing the white undershirt that he usually wore in the living room. His two arms were exposed to keep cool. He was invited to eat noodles by a female comrade. Of course, he had to wear something formal.
Zhao Lanxiang waited patiently at the door. Her eyes moved from the wooden door to Jiang Li.
Jiang Li's pretty face was red with anger at this moment. She looked at Zhao Lanxiang with vigilance. "What are you doing here?"
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