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However, Zhao Lanxiang didn't have time to pay attention to whether He Songbai had applied medicine or whether his leg was better,
This was because she was soon caught up in heavy labor. This month, the higher-ups issued an important decision to dig a canal on the mountain. It was planned to open up paddy fields in autumn and winter,
The water from the canal would irrigate,
Next year, they planned to plant rice on the mountain.
This was undoubtedly a move that would benefit them for a hundred years,
Province X's underground water supply was abundant,
There were many mountains and forests. If they could open up paddy fields halfway up the mountain, the trees at the top of the mountain could conserve water. Once the canal was connected, they could open up paddy fields,
In the future, they wouldn't have to rely on manpower for irrigation.
Thus, Zhao Lanxiang and the other educated youths were forced to work hard again,
Although they didn't have to do any heavy work,
They couldn't escape the misfortune of having to work.
She had the leisure to think about other things,
She had no time to dwell on insignificant problems.
..
Three days after Liang Tiezhu said that he was going to move food for Zhao Lanxiang, he rode his Golden Deer Brand bicycle to the He family before the sun had even risen.
Zhao Lanxiang was still asleep,
She was woken up by the diligent Tiezhu.
Tiezhu panted,
He took a bag of flour from the back of his "Big Golden Deer", and then took out a bag of wood ear mushrooms, bamboo shoots, and other dry goods,
Finally, there was a bag of sticky glutinous rice. The sleepy Zhao Lanxiang immediately perked up. She quickly took out the thermos and poured a bowl of warm water for him to drink.
Tiezhu gulped it down,
Zhao Lanxiang said, "There's no rush now, right,
I'll make breakfast soon,
Your movements are very nimble. It'll be ready to eat in a while. "
Although Tiezhu woke up early, his line of work was hard and tiring. How could he care about breakfast? He was used to delivering the "goods" to the customers before dawn. He had never eaten breakfast in three years.
However, Zhao Lanxiang's cooking was very good. Everything she made was delicious. She asked him to stay for breakfast. Tiezhu couldn't ask for more! He nodded fiercely. Suddenly, he realized that the sky was dark, and it was still far from dawn. How could it be time for breakfast?
Zhao Zhiqing was just as Brother Bai had said. He was kind-hearted.
Liang Tiezhu had been selling grain for so many years, but no customer had asked him to stay for breakfast. They couldn't wait for him to immediately disappear after handing over the grain. They were afraid that the transaction just now would be discovered.
Zhao Lanxiang quickly went to the woodshed to make breakfast. There was no more meat in the house, and she was too lazy to go to the store to buy meat to eat. She looked at the bag of dry goods Liang Tiezhu had brought over and turned to Tiezhu.
"How about the Vegetable Potstickers?"
At this time, Liang Tiezhu had already woken up He Songbai. He walked to the door and asked doubtfully, "Vegetable Potstickers?"
Zhao Lanxiang smiled and said, "Don't underestimate them. Vegetable Potstickers are delicious. They taste better than meat. You, you … wait a minute."
As she spoke, she found that He Songbai had also come. She didn't know when he had arrived, but he silently moved a small stool to squat in front of the woodshed.
His face was full of sleepiness as he leaned against the wall and yawned softly with a bird's nest on his head. Only a slit could be seen in his squinted eyes. His pitch-black eyes glowed with fragmented light.
Liang Tiezhu shyly scratched his head. After all, they were a man and a woman, so he had to be careful. Thus, he also woke up Brouther Bo.
Zhao Lanxiang turned around to knead the dough. The name of the Potstickers didn't live up to its name. When people heard it, they would think of the burnt rice crust.
In fact, the Potstickers were like a long version of fried dumplings. They were crispy, soft, and delicious. The soup was rich. The taste was much better than eating dumplings, but it was also much more troublesome to make.
The Potstickers had to be soft and tender, and at the same time, they had to be able to wrap the stuffing. This required that the skin was soft enough and tough enough. If it was too soft, it wouldn't be able to wrap the stuffing, and the skin would break easily. If it was too hard, it wouldn't have the wonderful soft and crispy experience. Thus, Zhao Lanxiang kneaded two balls of dough. One was hot water, and the other was cold water. The hot water was soft, and the cold water was tough. Finally, they were kneaded together.
She wrapped the big dumplings and fried them in the pot until they were golden. While frying, she poured egg liquid over them and brushed them with lard. Wood ears, mountain mushrooms, bean curd, and bamboo shoots were kneaded into the stuffing, which intertwined into an incredible combination. The fresh taste of all kinds of mountain delicacies was immersed in the lard soup. It was very fresh and fragrant.
The fragrance of the lard mixed with the fragrance of the Potstickers overflowed. The two men guarding outside the woodshed became spirited. Tiezhu swallowed his saliva expectantly. It smelled so good, so it must be delicious.
Zhao Lanxiang took out the piping hot fried dumplings. Each of them had three dumplings. She only needed one dumpling to fill her stomach.
Liang Tiezhu took a bite. It was soft and crispy. It was fried until the outside was charred and the inside was tender. The taste was excellent. He took another bite, and the rich and delicious vegetable juice wrapped in the pot sticker flowed out, bringing with it all kinds of delicacies, fragrant, and salty. It was hot and hot, causing Tie Zhu to hiss and gasp. It was so delicious. The skin was fried until it was soft, and he couldn't help narrowing his eyes. Even the slight sting of being burned became enjoyable.
It was so delicious that he couldn't wait to swallow it whole, but he couldn't bear to wolf it down. In the end, he obediently tasted it mouthful by mouthful.
He Songbai also narrowed his eyes in enjoyment and slowly finished three Potstickers.
Zhao Lanxiang went back to her room and took out ten yuan and gave it to Liang Tiezhu. Tiezhu gave her three yuan and sixty cents. With a full stomach, he rode away on his big golden deer with a satisfied face.
The sky was just beginning to break. Zhao Lanxiang was full and went back to her room to rest for a while. Soon, she threw herself into the intense work.
In addition to the participation of the villagers, the government also hired an engineering team to dig ditches.
Everyone was full of energy. After all, they were very curious about this method of irrigating the paddy fields from top to bottom. When they heard the foreigners mention it, their faces were full of confusion and envy! When it was time to work, some people who were used to being lazy didn't dare to be presumptuous.
Zhao Lanxiang saw that Jiang Li was also a bit more diligent for the first time. He wasn't as lazy and delicate as he usually was. Zhao Lanxiang felt that Jiang Li wasn't the kind of person who was easily influenced by the people around him. When she moved the broken stones down, she saw a group of people who looked like they were doing work. Only then did she understand.
Although Zhao Lanxiang came to work after eating breakfast, she didn't have much strength. After working for half a day, she couldn't take it anymore. Every step she took was as heavy as carrying a mountain. She walked and walked and suddenly couldn't walk anymore. The small cart with only a little bit of broken stones slid down.
A strong hand firmly held the cart from behind. Zhao Lanxiang turned her head to look. It was Sister He.
She smiled and touched Zhao Lanxiang's head. Her hands moved the cart to the pile of broken stones. She gestured and said, "You're tired. Go rest."
"I'll help you."
Zhao Lanxiang didn't force herself. She took out a water bottle and replenished her water and salt. She turned her head and saw that Jiang Li was still working persistently. She lifted her head and dug the soil bit by bit. Her light red short-sleeved shirt was wet with sweat. A layer of white salt stains peeled off from the sun.
Zhao Lanxiang had a new level of respect for her.
However, the slap in the face soon came. At noon, after everyone finished their work, they gathered together to eat the bento they brought from home. Zhou Jiazhen sat on a rock under a tree and enjoyed the cool mountain breeze. He ate while whispering in Zhao Lanxiang's ear.
"Lanxiang, why didn't you perform well just now?"
Zhao Lanxiang's chewing movement was a bit sluggish. She asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"
Zhou Jiazhen knocked her head in disappointment and asked, "Didn't you go to the countryside for that matter?"
Feeling guilty, Zhao Lanxiang's heart skipped a beat. Was her performance that obvious? When she was working just now, she clearly didn't look at He Songbai much.
However, when she connected the dots, Zhou Jiazhen didn't seem to have discovered that she wanted to get close to He Songbai. Why would she need to "perform well" to get close to He Songbai? Thus, she asked calmly, "What's the matter?"
Zhou Jiazhen thought that she was still playing dumb. He said angrily, "Of course it's to elect a Workers, Peasants, and Soldiers University Student."
He looked at Zhao Lanxiang as if she was looking at a simple-minded girl with no ambition. He tapped her forehead and said with heartache, "Why did you rest when everyone was working? I just went down to dump the stones and didn't keep an eye on you. You're already so wet … Sigh. "
With that thought, Zhao Lanxiang suddenly felt enlightened and let go of the burden in her heart.
She rubbed the stinky pig's intestines clean with salt. After washing the intestines, she carefully washed the pig's trotters. She carefully scraped the pig's trotters with a knife and kneaded them with her ten thumbs as if she was massaging them. The red and white pig's trotters looked very cute under the clear water. Zhao Lanxiang, who was craving for meat, couldn't wait to simmer it with her spices.
Half a catty of pig's trotters wasn't a lot of meat. Even if it was cut into pieces, it would only be a few pieces. However, Zhao Lanxiang, who was embarrassingly short of money, could only suppress her craving for meat for the time being.
Fortunately, these two things were very cost-effective except for the meat coupons. Half a catty of intestines was two cents, and the pig's trotters were ten cents. She deliberately chose pig's trotters that were evenly distributed. Thinking that it was still early, she thought that there was still time to stew the five-spice pig's trotters.
Sister He hadn't finished work yet. The He family didn't cook dinner that early, so she borrowed the He family's stove.
She blanched the pig's trotters with water and soaked them in wine and soy sauce for half an hour. Then, she added some oil and ginger slices to the pot to deep fry. She wrapped the spices into a spice bag and put it into a small pot. Then, she put the pig's trotters into the small pot and slowly simmered them. She simmered until the water was almost dry and the pig's trotters were glossy red.
The water in the pot bubbled and she was satisfied with the smell of the food rising into the air. She covered the pot with the lid.
He Sanya got home first. She put down the heavy bag of pig's grass on her back and couldn't help but walk to the woodshed when she smelled the aroma. This was a strong and overbearing smell. When someone who was hungry smelled it, they would feel even more hungry. He Sanya's mouth was dripping with saliva. When she saw Zhao Lanxiang in the woodshed, she seemed to be stunned. She looked greedily at her for a while, then turned and ran to the yard to pour herself a big bowl of water. She took a handful of vegetables and drank with the water.
Zhao Lanxiang, who was focused on cooking, was shocked by the sudden appearance of this little girl. Then, he saw her leaning against the well and drinking water while eating wild vegetables. He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.
She brought the child into the woodshed and lifted the lid of the small pot. Eight pig's trotters were stewed until they were soft and sweet. They were glistening with oil. She took out a bowl for He Sanya. She used a pair of chopsticks to blow on one of the pig's trotters before placing it in the bowl.
"Eat."
He Sanya revealed a row of white teeth. She lowered her head and chewed on the pig's trotters like a little animal. She wasn't shy at all. She didn't understand the complicated rules of the adult world. She was used to people giving her the cold shoulder. She didn't even cry when she was beaten up. She was so shy that she was numb like a puppet.
However, as long as she was treated slightly better, the bright smile in her dark eyes would be as warm as the fire on the stove. After she finished eating, she buried her face in the bowl and giggled. Then, she licked the leftover taste in the bowl.
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