Chapter 237: Little Boss, You're Picking Up Your Daughter-in-law (2)

The little girl held up five cents and looked at the back of the bearded uncle in a daze. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Xingming took out a few hairy tickets from his pocket and was about to hand them to her, when he saw her bite her lip and rush into the hotel like a little rabbit.

At that time, the restaurant was a square dining hall, with windows on both sides, cold dishes on one side and hot dishes on the other side, and you could see the movement in the kitchen when you stood in the dining hall.

The little girl caught up with the bearded uncle and handed over the five cents in her hand, but the bearded uncle waved his hand and didn't take it, so the little girl stubbornly handed it over, and everyone else in the hotel looked at it and laughed.

Zhang Xingming couldn't hear what they said when he stood outside, so he saw that the little girl seemed to wipe her tears, and the bearded uncle was also panicked, and took the five cents while coaxing.

The little girl pursed her lips as if she had triumphed, and the bearded uncle looked at her from behind with the five cents in his hand in awkwardness.

Looking at the little girl whose face was washed away by tears but showed a happy smile, Zhang Xingming had an indescribable emotion in his heart, which slowly gathered and surged.

The little girl walked to the door, saw Zhang Xingming looking at her directly, a little embarrassed, lowered her head, wiped her face a few times with her sleeve, went straight to pick up the enamel basin and hugged it to her chest, and then swept her eyes a few dimes in Zhang Xingming's hand, and then quickly swept Zhang Xingming's face.

Zhang Xingming reacted, handed over the money in his hand, and said, "Yao, your money." ”

The little girl reached out and took a dime, then took out the eight dollars and fives from her pocket, carefully stacked them together, folded them, and put them back in her pocket.

The pants on her body look like adults' pants, and they are also men's pants, and she wears a hand-sewn cotton jacket of chintz on her upper body.

Before the Northeast 2000, everyone had to wear cotton jackets and cotton pants in winter, it was naΓ―ve and cold at that time, and people did not have the concept of beauty and ugliness at that time.

In October, when it is cold or not, people usually wear this kind of two-padded jacket, which is a relatively thin padded jacket. Sweaters and pants are also worn this season, but to be honest, it costs money, and there is enough time to be hand-knitted, and there is no sale.

The little girl collected the money, and patted it with her hand on the outside of the pocket containing the money, smiling very happily on her face, holding the big enamel basin, and clumsily gave Zhang Xingming a salute, saying, "Thank you, brother, goodbye." ”

Zhang Xingming stretched out his hand to stop her and said, "Don't go, you have to help me send it back, how can I take it?"

Twenty-six eggs are not much, but they are from domestic chickens, not to mention the size, they are still hot, and the plastic bag can't bear it at all.

The girl looked at Zhang Xingming a little puzzled, Zhang Xingming pointed to the enamel basin she was holding, and said, "Let me use this and bring it back." ”

The girl hesitated a little and asked hesitantly, "Where is your home? Could it be far away?"

Zhang Xingming pointed to the Benxi Hotel diagonally opposite and said, "That's right there." ”

The little girl stood on tiptoe and looked over there, thought about it, nodded, and said, "Okay, I have to hurry up, I'm going home." ”

Zhang Xingming couldn't help but reach out and rub it on her head, but the little girl avoided it in disgust and handed over the enamel basin.

Put the eggs in the basin, Zhang Xingming held them, the little girl followed behind, and the two of them crossed the road and walked towards the hotel. The old mother has moved away with the four younger sisters and the eldest sister, but the others still live here.

It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky was already darkening, and it would be dark in another hour.

The construction site of the underground civil air defense mall is surrounded by asbestos tiles and brick walls, and it is still ringing suddenly inside, Zhang Xingming led the little girl to walk along the wall, and it was only five or six hundred meters from the Plaza Hotel.

The little girl followed behind Zhang Xingming, looking around from time to time, looking very interested in everything.

When he arrived at the hotel, Zhang Xingming went directly into the restaurant with eggs.

The staff of the shopping mall usually come back to eat at about six o'clock, at this time the kitchen is preparing, and the waiter is sitting in the dining hall baking the coal stove and knitting sweaters.

There are also two drivers who are going to get out of the car for a while, and they are also sitting here chatting, and they see Zhang Xingming standing up busily, they are different from the waiters, they are employees of Hexiangji.

Zhang Xingming walked in with an egg, and the little girl followed him a little shrunken, and the little Wang joked: "Ouch, the little boss is picking up his daughter-in-law?"

When the Northeast gets married and picks up the bride, the woman will prepare such an enamel basin, and the man must receive the basin first when he receives the kiss.

Zhang Xingming laughed and said, "Please eat eggs." ”

Xiao Wang glanced sideways behind Zhang Xingming and asked, "Who is this girl? Why is this like a little flower cat, you make people cry?"

Zhang Xingming shook his head and said, "Aunt Wang, take her to wash it." He turned back to the little girl and said, "Go and wash your face, you can plant the land on your face." ”

The little girl lowered her head very embarrassed, and with a sigh, Xiao Wang took her little hand to the back.

Zhang Xingming put the basin on the table and said: "The family is in difficulty, and the people who came out to sell tea and eggs didn't even know how to put soy sauce, sugar and seasonings, so they just added tea leaves and boiled them, and none of them were sold in the afternoon, which happened to let me run into it." Let's count it as a dish in the evening, or you can save it for tomorrow morning, it won't be bad anyway. ”

As he spoke, Zhang Xingming took an egg and peeled off the skin and took a bite, the eggs in the farmhouse were fragrant and glutinous, the yolk was red, and the thick fragrance came out, so he couldn't help nodding, swallowed it and took another one.

The little girl washed her face, the ashes on her clothes were clean, and she followed Xiao Wang out, stood timidly in front of Zhang Xingming, and called in a low voice: "Brother." ”

Zhang Xingming bit the egg and turned his head to look at her, his little face was red, and after washing it, his two big eyes looked even more black and bright, his nose was upturned, and there was a naughty mole on the side of his nose.

Zhang Xingming smiled at her, stuffed the egg into his mouth, and chewed with his cheeks, making the little girl pout.

After taking a sip of the water poured by the waiter, and swallowing the contents of his mouth, Zhang Xingming asked Yadan: "Are you fourteen years old?"

Yadan blinked and said, "Fifteen." Two years older than Zhang Xingming, Zhang Xingming rubbed his nose and decided not to uncover the misunderstanding.

At that time, children in the Northeast were eight years old and first grade, and it was normal for them to be fourteen or fifteen years old in their first life, and there were all sixteen.

Zhang Xingming asked: "Where is home? I will send you back later." ”

The little girl shook her head and said, "No, I know the way, I came by myself at noon." Then he looked at the basin with the eggs, and he looked like he was about to speak.

Zhang Xingming reached out and poured the eggs in the basin on the table, because there was an old pocket that would not roll.

The little girl reached out and took the basin and said, "I'm going home, goodbye brother." He turned and walked out the door.

Zhang Xingming shouted: "Hey, what's the hurry, there are still words." ”

The little girl looked back at him with the basin in her arms.