Qingling pulled out a chair and asked Xiang Gang to sit: "You eat first, I'll serve porridge." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"I'll do it. Xiang Gang strode into the stove room, took the deep-bottomed foreign bowl on the stove that was cleaned and dried, and served two bowls, one bowl in one hand, not afraid of being hot.

Qingling held a jar of filtered honey and followed her upside down: "Do you want to eat sweet?"

Xiang Gang suddenly felt that this picture was very beautiful, can it be foreseen that the daily life after marriage will also be like this?

The corners of his mouth slowly hooked a curvature, and he said with a smile in his eyes: "You can eat, I can eat salty food." ”

"You really don't want to eat it?" Qingling bit her lower lip lightly and turned her head to look at him, just as he was polite.

But how to say that this honey is all his credit, except for last night's barbecue, the rest are left in her house, and I always feel embarrassed to eat alone.

"I love saltiness. Xiang Gang said, picked up a flower roll, dipped it in some mushroom chicken sauce, took a bite of the flower roll, drank a sip of mung bean porridge, and was very satisfied.

Qingling saw that he was really not polite, so she didn't care about him, put a small spoonful of honey on her bowl of mung bean porridge, stirred it gently, and ate it attentively.

Xiang Gang also brought breakfast - six boiled eggs and four wild vegetable egg pancakes. He ate the flower roll and pushed the egg and pancake to Qingling.

Qingling couldn't eat so much, she felt full after eating half a pancake - the ingredients were real, and the four pancakes were estimated to be sprinkled with a pound and a half of powder. What a loser!

Before Zhang Qingling could say anything, he was solved by Xiang Gang in three or two bites. Even though she broke it off and ate it, she still felt red.

After breakfast, Xiang Gang rushed to wash the dishes and brush the pot. There is still mung bean porridge left, put it in a bowl, put it in a basket and hang it into the well, so as not to be rancid.

"It's time to go. Xiang had just taken out his watch from his trouser pocket and looked at it.

He didn't seem accustomed to wearing his watch on his wrist, and was always stuffed in his trouser pocket to look at it. So except for the second elder of the Zhang family and Qingling, the people in the village don't seem to know that he has a watch, otherwise it should be lively again.

Qingling tiptoed to the surface enviously. Not to mention that she had never heard of that thing in her previous life, it was also old and expensive in this era, and she might not be able to buy it if she had money. Even if he is an educated youth from the city, Lin Yang has a watch among the four, which he wears on his wrist when he is not working. The shiny metal surface makes the eyes of a group of young men of the same age extremely hot.

Yesterday, I heard Mrs. Shu sing and write well, and Qingling finally knows how expensive it is-the domestic ones are one hundred and two (she has a small savings now, but she doesn't even have a fraction of the watch), and the key is to rely on the ticket.

It is said that only one person out of hundreds, if not thousands, can get a ticket. Therefore, it is okay to have money and no tickets. Qingling doesn't have to worry about it. It's a big deal to go out early, and things like going to work and getting off work, from the secretary, the president, to the production team leader shouting from door to door with their voices, don't worry about being late.

Xiang Gang noticed that her gaze stayed on the watch for a moment, and smiled: "This man's is not suitable for you to wear, I will find a way to buy you a women's watch after a while." ”

Suitable for men is still second, mainly because this watch is not a first-hand product, but a comrade-in-arms transferred to him. What other men have worn, how can they be touched by their own women.

As for buying her a watch, it was already planned. What does another woman marry, he also wants to buy her. It's like this once in a lifetime, and I don't want her to be wronged.

"I don't want it. Qingling's ears were red, and she turned her head to pick up the bamboo basket by the door, wanting to carry it on her shoulder.

Xiang Gang smiled and stepped forward to take the bamboo basket: "I'll come." He put the leftover pancakes and boiled eggs into the food gauze bag prepared by Qingling and put them into the bamboo basket together. The military kettle was filled with water and carried it around his waist.

The bamboo basket also contained fluffy herbs that Zhang Youkang asked Qingling to take to the purchase station to sell. There are a lot of goods stockpiled at home, such as banlan root, peppermint, and gastrodia, and they will not be used for a while, so it is better to exchange some for money or tickets.

In addition, on the day Xiang Gang returned to his hometown, wasn't Qingling a rattan basket of snakes, toad clothes, and cicadas that he harvested in the valley in the heart of the mountain? Zhang Youkang also wrapped a paper bag and asked Qingling to take it and ask for the price. It's not an ordinary rarity, and I hope it can be sold for a high price.

Zhang Youkang asked Qingling to change money, pulled a few feet of flower cloth to make new clothes, and then bought the popular suede thin strap black cloth shoes in the twin cities, which were used as a meeting gift for his apprentices.

When Zhang Youkang said this, Xiang Gang was also there, and he couldn't help but look away, leaned against the window and shrugged his shoulders and laughed.

Qingling's pretty face instantly turned red.

I know what he's laughing at, but I can't refute a word. In the end, while the master was not paying attention, he glared at the culprit.

Now seeing the things in the bamboo basket, Xiang Gang couldn't help but want to laugh again, was glared at by Qingling, touched his nose innocently, and comforted her: "There is something to give." You see, although you have lost a basket of herbs, you have gained a master who loves you, isn't it good?"

Qingling: "......"

Why does this sound so similar - the master was exchanged for herbs by her?

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There was still a quarter of an hour before the boat left at half past six, and there was a long queue at the ferry terminal.

There is more than one Yanqi brigade on this side of the river, and along the river bank to the west, there is also a brigade called "Yanjiang".

Originally, there was also a wharf there, moored with three or five small boats to carry passengers back and forth, but after the market was standardized, the county government removed the wharf of the brigade along the river for the convenience of management and in order to save some funds, and required the members of the community on the north bank of the river to take a regular ferry to the county seat. The captains are not allowed to take private work, and whoever takes them will be criticized.

After that, the wharf along the river was shelved, and the boat was also confiscated by the red soldiers, and the only way to go to the county seat was to buy a ticket and take a ferry at Jiangkou Port.

The members of the Yanjiang Brigade were full of complaints about this, because it was clear that the scale of their brigade was larger than that of the Yanqi Brigade, and the number of households and population was also large, and the Yanqi Brigade was close to the foot of the mountain, and the fields in the corners and corners were not half the size of their brigade. Why was the wharf of their brigade removed, but the wharf of the Yanqi brigade was not only not removed, but also upgraded -- the small boat rocking the oar turned into a tall ferry.

But who makes the decision is the government, people say that Jiangkou Port is the closest to the county seat, and you have an opinion on setting up the wharf here?

In any case, the Jiangkoubu wharf is a lot more lively, there are many people on the boat, but the number of flights is limited, and there are few seats. So the members of the two brigades are complaining, why don't they build a consignment point, every time they have to go to the county to buy something, don't talk about spending money, not to mention how troublesome it is.

"I heard that this year, our two brigades will definitely be able to set up a sales agency. ”

In the crowd in line, there is a well-informed aunt who covers the corners of her mouth and mysteriously broadcasts the gossip news that she heard from nowhere.