The spicy flower is also easy to make.

Vegetarian buns wrapped in dried tofu, an egg drop soup, steamed salted yellow croaker, and a plate of home-pickled small radish.

However, Xin Hua had just set up a table here, and other families in the stage door had also delivered food one after another.

Uncle Nine brought a bowl of dried bamboo shoots.

The bamboo shoots are dug in the mountains, shelled, cooked at high temperatures, and cooled overnight in a bucket filled with cold water, and then cut into thin strips and dried for storage.

When eating, soak it in water, or stew or stir-fry or boil, the taste is delicious and fragrant.

Yang Sheng's family sent a bowl of crucian carp soup.

The crucian carp was caught by Yang Sheng in the river today, and the palm-sized fish only need five or six fish to boil a pot of thick white soup.

Yang Sheng's mother is very good at boiling soup, and when many ingredients come to her, she can make a pot of soup that tastes good and sells well, and every household in Taimen has drunk it.

There are also a few restaurants that have also delivered dishes made in the evening.

The dishes are all home-grown, but they all reflect the hearts of the neighbors.

Carambola Creek thanked them one by one, and those who came did not refuse.

She had just returned, and there was nothing to give them back.

During the meal, Xin Hua saw that no one came over again, so she asked the reason for the injury of Carambola: "Taotao, you are honest, what's the matter with your feet? When your Aunt Juan answered the phone, I happened to be on the side, but after listening to it, the other party mentioned Qingxi." ”

Carambola put down her chopsticks and looked at Xin Hua seriously: "Aunt Hua, did my mother really run away with someone?"

In a word, Yang Yanxi also raised his head.

"Okay, why do you ask this?" Xin Hua looked at Carambola Creek in astonishment.

"I've recently ...... I dreamed of her, and it felt like she wasn't running on her own. Carambola Creek lowered her eyes.

In the past, Xin Hua and her mother were very good, maybe they could know something.

"Does this have anything to do with the fact that you hurt your foot this time?" Xin Hua frowned and looked at Carambola Creek and asked.

"It doesn't matter. ”

Carambola Xi shook her head, raised her eyes and looked at Xin Hua seriously, but she told everything that happened in the school, and at the end, she said the reason why she asked this.

"Aunt Hua, my sister's matter, Yanxi's matter, and my matter, let me realize it, I think, we may be blinded by appearances, then, I heard that my mother eloped with someone and fled Hong Kong with someone, will there be a hidden secret?"

"Your mother'......"

After hearing this, Xin Hua was silent for a long time, and just when Carambola Xi felt that she would not say anything more, she spoke again.

"She and your dad are childhood sweethearts, play together to the big love, when you were a girl, your dad was seriously injured once, and the news came back that even if she didn't die, it might be scrapped, everyone persuaded her to quit, but she identified your dad with a tendon, and ran to your dad's army regardless of her reputation, guarding day and night, to say that she would not be able to hold on, betrayed your dad...... I don't believe it. ”

"Then do you know what happened to my mother?"

"I don't know about this, at that time there were a lot of bad things in my family, I was fighting with those people in my mother's family, I couldn't take care of your mother, I just know, when I came back from my mother's house, I heard that your mother was gone, if it weren't for Cuijuan, you and Ah Yan would probably be hungry and no one would know. ”

Xin Hua said, suggesting.

"Your aunt Juan knows best, she and your mother are also good friends, better friends than me and your mother, at that time, your mother was confined, and she was taken care of by Cuijuan. ”

"Aunt Juan won't say it. Carambola Xi smiled bitterly, "Forget it, maybe I'm thinking too much, Aunt Hua, don't tell my Aunt Juan about these words today, lest she feel uncomfortable thinking about it too much." ”

"I know. Xin Hua nodded again and again, "She really has nothing to say to you, Qingqing and Ah Jin are not so concerned." ”

"Well, I understand. Carambola Creek stopped the conversation.

She didn't regret saying this to Xin Hua, but now that Xin Hua's attitude was obvious, it would be useless to say more.