Supposedly, the girl only sent him a letter, so there is no reason to send it again, right?

Confused, he received a boxy linen package. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info is not large, and when opened, it is a clay pot that is not big or small, wrapped around straw, and the mouth of the can is blocked with a cloth head.

"What is this, Gangzi, is it wine?" Meng Bolin, who went out together, put his arm around his shoulder and curiously urged him to open it.

Xiang Gang glanced at the package list, and it was indeed sent by the girl. But what the hell is this?

At the urging of Meng Bolin, Xiang Gang pulled out the cloth head.

Instantly, a sweet scent that I want to smell again and again comes to my nose.

"Wow wow, wow, it's sweet, it's for eating, right?"

"It should ...... Yes, right. Xiang Gang wasn't sure, it smelled like food, but looking at the color of it, how could it be green?

"Oh, whatever! can you send poison?" Meng Bolin stretched out his index finger, dipped it a little, and tasted it on the tip of his tongue, "Hmm! It's delicious! It's a bit like the plum sauce in my hometown, but this one is a little sweeter......"

Xiang Gang also secreted a lot of saliva, restrained the desire to taste it, stuffed the cloth back into the jar, and cautiously handed it over to the guards for safekeeping: "Comrade Zhou Gang, now I will give you a task: be sure to keep a close eye on this jar, and no one will covet it! ”

"Guarantee the completion of the mission!" The guard gave a military salute, lowered his arm, and asked Xiang Gang with a grin, "Is there a reward after completing the mission?"

Xiang Gang glanced at him, and said that this was also a foodie, and said angrily: "Yes! ”

"Enough is enough!" the guards rubbed their hands excitedly.

The comrade-in-arms on the side rolled his eyes and kicked him: "Breath!" When he was done, he said, "Divide me with a spoonful." ”

Meng Bolin regretfully watched the jam jar leave his field of vision, thinking that he would grind a few spoonfuls to himself when he came back. smashed his mouth, savored the sweet and sour aftertaste of the jam, and gave Xiang Gang a slap in the face with envy and jealousy: "Why are you so good to you! Fried peanuts, fried melon seeds, jam, oh, and fresh pomegranates...... Tsk, you said how long you two have been together, and the postage of the letters exchanged is enough for a few meals......"

Xiang Gang smiled at the corner of his mouth, his eyes were full of tenderness, he was serious on the surface, but he thought in his heart: That's Lao Tzu's good vision, and he didn't mistake that girl's temperament. She's the type of person you treat her well and she treats you doubly well. Of course, it's a headache when you're stubborn. I don't know if I've been running up the mountain recently. I really hope that the house will be divided as soon as I get married, so that I can see her under my nose......

In fact, when Qingling really joined the army, the headache to the battalion commander was not reduced, on the contrary, it was more serious - the training camp of the 713 garrison was built in the mountain col, and the town where it was located was called Xiashan Town for a reason, that is, there was a continuous group of mountains that seemed to be scattered in all directions, and for Qingling, it was nothing more than a change of place. And compared to the near mountain pass, the mountains here are more colorful, oh yes!

Besides, Zhang Yuejun's family was really excited for a while when they received the jam sent by Qingling.

Especially Zhang Haiyang, looking forward to the arrival of the morning every day. In the morning, he drank porridge and ate steamed buns, Luo Shengnan allowed him to dip some jam, and at other times, he was not allowed to touch the jam jar, saying that he would eat it until the New Year.

Zhang Haiyang has one more hope - he hopes that the winter vacation will come soon.

"Mother, after the winter vacation, I want to go to my grandmother's house first. ”

"Go, go, go!" Luo Shengnan was busy mending his clothes, and replied perfunctorily, "If the primary school over there opens, you can just stay there and go to school." ”

"Yes, yes!"

Luo Shengnan: "......" a little cub with no conscience!

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At that time, after Qingling sent out the Maomu jam, she didn't think about it anymore, and came to the supply and marketing cooperative, holding the sugar ticket she had just exchanged, and went straight to the frosting counter.

When I bought sugar, I thought about it, let's weigh one catty first, put half a catty at the master's house, and put half a catty at my own house. The rest of the sugar stamps didn't expire until New Year's Day, so I didn't rush to spend them. Although it is more durable when the weather is cold, the sugar is too attractive to ants, so it is not very useful and has not been brought in, but it has been patronized by ants first.

So he took out a sugar ticket and weighed a pound.

Humming the revolutionary songs heard by the supply and marketing cooperatives, carrying the harvest of the morning, he happily rushed home for lunch.

As everyone knows, Ergouzi led a group of children, and at the moment he had trouble with a few housewives in the village who were greedy for small and cheap money, led by Reagan's daughter-in-law Zhang Hong.

The reason is very simple, Zhang Hong came back from work and passed by the head of the low pier bridge, and saw the two dogs and a few babies, climbing on the persimmon tree of Xianggang's house to pick persimmons, so he shouted through the fence wall: "Dog, you go into someone's yard to pick persimmons, do you have permission from others? Don't you be a thief, right? Come! Give a few persimmons to your aunt, and your aunt will hide it for you." ”

The second dog ignored her and picked persimmons by herself. Several children also divided the work, and the light and agile went up the tree, while the others held the net made of broken fishing nets, held the persimmons handed down by the people on the tree, and then gently put them into the basket. Because the skin of ripe persimmons is soft, it is like throwing a pomegranate, and it will not work.

Li Cangzhu drove the hens he brought to a corner of the courtyard wall, let them peck at insects, eat chicken grass, and also ran to help.

A group of children were so busy that they rolled their eyes indecently when they heard Zhang Hong shouting like this.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, Zhang Hong said more energetically: "Dare to love the current thieves are so bold?

"Who's a thief? Who do you say is a thief? You're a thief! Your whole family is a thief!"

In the end, he was still a child, and he was named a thief, and the second dog immediately couldn't hold his breath, and scolded back with a red face.

"Who's the whole family is a thief? You bear kid who doesn't smoke it! See if I don't teach you a lesson!" Zhang Hong ran across the bridge with his sleeves up and came to the door of Xiangjia's courtyard.

This is Qingling's habit, every time I go back to my home, I will always bolt it after entering the door, at first I was afraid that the villagers passing by would see the things drying in the yard through the empty courtyard door, and gradually developed a habit, even with Cangzhu also learned.

couldn't enter the house, Zhang Hong scolded through the wall, which attracted a lot of neighbors who watched the excitement, and a few people who were closer to Zhang Hong also said that the two dogs were not.

Mao Afeng stood in the crowd, watching the excitement, and said: "Ah Hong, why are you so troubled! Even if you accuse these little cubs here of sneaking into other people's walls and stealing persimmons, people will not remember you, and they may complain about you when you look back......

Zhang Hong borrowed the slope to get off the donkey and howled: "Yes, why am I so troubled! There is no one at home, and Yingfang's child does not stand up to say a fair word, but it seems that I am troublesome! I should turn a blind eye and let the little cubs continue to steal food......