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Fill the pot with water, soak it in a gauze bag, boil it on the stove, cook for a quarter of an hour, take out the spice bag, put in the salt, after the salt is reduced, put in the melon seeds, continue to boil, cook on low heat for half an hour, filter out the melon seeds, and wait for the salt in the pot to fry the melon seeds, put the spiced melon seeds down and fry them, and fry them until they are crispy.

Two pots of melon seeds and one pot of peanuts were fried in one day, and each pot of melon seeds was six or seven catties. But her arm was sore, and the moment she woke up the next day, she was so sore that she couldn't lift it.

After washing, he stood under the eaves of the hall, looked at the slanting rain, and stretched his limbs, so as not to be able to lift his arms when he went to work.

Mao Afeng stood at the back door and shouted through the rain: "Yingfang, what delicious food did you cook at home yesterday? ”

Qingling felt a sigh in her heart. He also said that taking advantage of the rainy day and the small wind to block the big block, it must be safe to hide at home and secretly fry a few catties of melon seeds, but he didn't expect that he was still smelled fishy. I can't live this day!

Thinking in his heart, he still had to deal with it: "Aunt Feng, what delicious food can I do alone, isn't it cabbage and winter melon, and I have to deal with it indiscriminately." It's your family, stewed meat yesterday, right?"

"My family stews or not, what do you care!" Mao Afeng saw that he couldn't ask anything, and twisted his waist and went back to the house.

Qingling breathed a sigh of relief, raised her hand and rubbed her nervous cheeks, and went back to the house for breakfast.

The porridge and side dishes, plus a salted egg, are eaten warmly on a cold autumn morning.

After eating, I cleaned up the house, until the shouts of the workers came one after another, and Qingling locked the doors and windows and went to the health center.

Today the cadres of the Commune are in a meeting.

On a rainy day, the production team has little work, so they simply get together to discuss the distribution matters of the previous year and the plans for the next year.

Seeing Qingling, several cadres who came to the commune early said with a smile: "Yingfang, thank Gangzi for us." Thanks to him, we're on the radio, too. ”

"No, this matter really can't be done in a short time without Gangzi's help. ”

"It's a pity that it's raining today, and the effect of the loudspeaker is not good, the weather is good, and when the loudspeaker sounds, the whole team can hear Dongfanghong singing on the radio. The member said, and hummed, "Dongfang Hong, the sun rises ......."

"Don't hum, I don't know where to go. The secretary also came with a tea jar, and joked in passing, thinking that the dry battery was running out again, and said with a painful face, "Who is going to go to the county to squeak in the past few days, help run to the agricultural machinery station, and come back with a few dry batteries." ”

Seeing that no one wanted to go to the county, Qingling raised her hand: "I'll give it to you, and I want to go to the county when the rain stops." ”

was a little embarrassed by the curious gaze cast by everyone, Qingling had to explain hard: "Brother Gangzi doesn't have anything to eat in the army, I'll send him some new peanuts to adjust the taste." ”

"Oh-" Everyone laughed ambiguously, and they all said they understood.

The secretary smiled and pushed them into the house for a meeting, and asked Qingling to go to his office after work, and a letter of introduction was needed to buy dry batteries.

Qingling nodded, and then entered the health center.

Xu Dan, who was leaning in front of the window, saw her come in, and turned around and said sourly: "Yingfang has changed a lot since she came to the health center." In the past, you seemed to be the last reluctant to do this, to buy dry batteries for the commune, and to squeeze the ferry into the city......" implied that she had learned to pat on the back.

Qingling secretly rolled her eyes. Who's making a fool of herself? Is she really going to the county seat?

Xu Dan saw that she took a rag and began to dust off, wipe the table, and wipe the cabinet, pinched her nose and hid to the side, and said: "Aunt Deng went to see Jiang Meihua that day and gave her a basket of eggs, saying that half of them are yours, how many eggs do your chickens lay every day? Why do you save so much? Didn't you just hear you say that you pickled a vat of salted eggs a while ago?"

Qingling glanced at her puzzled, what did she mean by this? Do you think her chickens are too good at growing? Or do you suspect that she has more than two chickens?

shrugged her shoulders, and if she wants to make a small report, she really has two chickens in her house, and she can't find a third one.

After Xiang Gang's two chickens adapted to the regular farm life, they also began to lay eggs this month. Xiang Gangren was not there, and when he came back, he probably became a bad guy, so she unceremoniously took it to eat and used it. Anyway, if you pickle salted eggs, I'll send him some.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Xu Dan laughed twice, "I don't mean anything else, I just want to ask, do you still have eggs?

Seeing Jiang Meihua having an egg a day, eating it in a different way, she was hungry for food, but there were no eggs to sell at the consignment point, and she was embarrassed to ask other people. I don't think it's too harsh, maybe I will give one or two more or something.

"Oh. It turned out that she wanted eggs, Qingling would be relieved, and nodded, "Yes, there are, but there are not a few left." ”

If it weren't for Jiang Meihua's miscarriage, the twenty eggs, she would have wanted to take them to the post office to exchange money for tickets with that aunt.

"A few will do. Xu Dan said happily, "Don't worry, I'll exchange the cloth ticket with you." ”

At noon, Qingling went back and came back with six eggs.

Xu Dan took out a one-foot cloth ticket and exchanged Qingling for eggs, and repeatedly emphasized when she gave it: This is what she has saved for a long time, and she has always been reluctant to use it.

Ling wanted to roll her eyes when she heard it. A cloth ticket that is about to expire, as for it, it's so embarrassing. If it weren't for the fear that the high-profile limelight would be too strong, I really wanted to throw the cloth ticket in the purse to Xu Dan, and the cliff would throw her ten miles away.

"I see that your clothes are quite old, hurry up and save another two feet of tickets and tear the cloth to make a new clothes." "Changed the eggs, Xu Dan was still there.

It just so happened that the secretary's daughter-in-law came to Qingling to discuss the matter of going to the provincial capital in a few days, and said with a smile: "Yingfang girl is low-key and silent, she has a handful of cloth tickets in her hand, I just came to her to say this, I have to register before the lunar month, take pictures and wear new clothes, the provincial department store has a new style, accompany her to go shopping." ”

Xu Dan choked for a while, and said with an exaggerated expression: "Really! Yingfang, you are so bad, you didn't tell me such good news." I don't care, you go to the provincial department store, remember to bring me a sea soul shirt, I want to buy it for a long time, but unfortunately the county's supply and marketing cooperatives do not sell ready-to-wear clothes. ”

Before Qingling could speak, the secretary's daughter-in-law admitted: "Bring it! ”

Qingling glanced gratefully at the secretary's daughter-in-law, who winked at her.

Help bring things, what I'm afraid of is credit. When you buy it, you can pay it on credit, and you can pay it back in arrears when you buy it, and you will pay it back in the year of the monkey.