Luo Qingan waved his hand: "It's okay, it's just such a trivial matter to go to your house for dinner, it's a matter of effort." I didn't have any good things to give you the fish and things your family gave us last time. ”

"Hey, Brother Luo's words are out of sight, what are we talking about, if you say this again, I want my family to disown you as a brother, and Brother Luo won't help my family." Xu Shuzhen waved her hand.

Luo Qingan didn't care, and smiled and picked up the fences that were tied against the wall: "If you don't recognize me, I'll finish this first." With that, he walked out in a few steps.

Zhuang Hongzhe is an eye-opener today, he likes the lively atmosphere of the family together, no one counts anyone, he wants his family to be good, not as indifferent as their family, even between neighbors, they also help each other, and they are very harmonious.

Fu Chunhua looked at him a little stunned, and estimated that he was thinking of his own home, so he hurriedly interrupted and said, "Brother Azhe, your dumplings still need to be improved!" Mom, look at the dumplings I made and Brother Azhe's dumplings, the advantages and disadvantages are immediately apparent! ”

Xu Shuzhen gave her a burst on the head: "You just bully people, why don't you paint with Ah Zhebi?" Try to compare your own strengths with the shortcomings of others, you have the ability! ”

"Hey, Mom, you lighten it, and if you beat it again, your daughter will lose a lot of money if she beats stupidly." Fu Chunhua pretended to rub his forehead exaggeratedly and said. Zhuang Hongzhe couldn't help but smile when he watched the interaction between the mother and daughter.

It may be that someone helped, and Fu Yongde came back with his two sons before eleven o'clock.

Xu Shuzhen hurriedly asked, "What about Brother Luo?" Why didn't he come back with you, they all told him to come over for dinner at noon. ”

Fu Yongde took a towel to wipe his sweat: "Lao Luo said that he won't come, and this little thing is worth eating." ”

"Hey, that can't be done in vain!" Xu Shuzhen muttered.

Fu Yongde shook his head: "Okay, our family and theirs are not a matter overnight, next time his family will make coal." I'm just going to help. ”

Xu Shuzhen asked again: "Do you still have to go to the ground in the afternoon?" ”

"No need, this morning is all over, in the end, there are many people and great strength!" Fu Yongde sat down.

Watching everyone sweat profusely. Fu Chunhua hurriedly went to the kitchen and brought several bowls of chilled mung bean paste.

Fu Chunjing, a foodie, was naturally the first to jump in front of him. He unceremoniously took a bowl and ate it next to him, and praised vaguely as he ate: "Well, it's delicious!" ”

Fu Chunhua has no way to take his foodie brother, he eats everything fragrantly, she served a bowl to her father and mother, but her mother's bowl is much less, Fu Chunhua is afraid that eating too much cold will not be good for her sister.

She brought another bowl to Zhuang Hongzhe: "Try the mung bean paste I made, but it was inspired by your grandmother." It tastes a bit like what her old man made. "He doesn't have many bowls, his illness is just a little better, and he doesn't dare to be too excited.

Zhuang Hongzhe took it with a smile and tasted it, he didn't like sweets too much, but Fu Chunhua didn't dare to put more sugar in the mung bean paste he made, you must know that everything is in demand at this time, so this sweetness is still within the range he can accept.

Fu Chunqiang was still obedient, and when he saw that they were all serving bowls, he stepped forward and took a bowl and began to eat.

Fu Chunjing had already finished eating a bowl at this time. shouted at his sister, "Sister, is there anything else in the kitchen?" This thing is cold and delicious, but the sugar is a little less. ”

Xu Shuzhen snorted and laughed: "Chunhua." Don't pay attention to your brother, he can't put enough sugar in this person. Every time I cook mung bean porridge, I just put sugar on him, but he still says it's not sweet. I said it couldn't be, and he showed it to me, you see, where is the sugar, can't you see it at all? ”

Everyone laughed, and Fu Chunjing was rarely embarrassed to laugh: "At that time, I thought that I could see it with sugar." How do I know that my mother has mixed it well, and the sugar has long since melted. ”

Fu Yongde asked about his daughter: "Chunhua." Where do you put this mung bean paste, why is it so cool? ”

Fu Chunhua's heart became empty. At that time, I only knew that it was cooler, so as to relieve the heat, but I don't remember that this can't be explained, the whole one is unscientific!

However, there is no way to be unscientific, so she had to explain randomly: "Dad, I just chilled the mung bean paste with cold water." It's just that there are no lotus seeds, and if there are lotus seeds, it will be even more delicious. I still ate the mung bean paste made by Brother Azhe's grandmother at Brother Azhe's place, and she put lotus seeds in the old man's house, which is really delicious. ”

As soon as he said that it was delicious, he successfully diverted everyone's goals, especially Fu Chunjing, who said anxiously: "Mom, then you can buy some lotus seeds next time and let my sister make them." ”

Xu Shuzhen's eldest son who took this foodie was also a little speechless: "You know how to eat, eat, where are these lotus seeds so easy to buy, it's good to have mung beans, this is still issued by the unit, otherwise you will have to buy it at the grain store, and you will need food stamps." Our family's food stamps are not enough to buy rice and flour, where is there any surplus food stamps to buy mung beans. ”

After eating the mung bean paste and resting for a while, Fu Chunqiang and Fu Chunjing also came over to help make dumplings, while Fu Yongde took over Fu Chunhua's rolling pin, he rolled the skin well, and one person could supply four or five people.

At first, the dumplings made by only three people were quite neat, but two more were added, and suddenly the noodles were messed up.

Fu Chunhua looked at the rows of dumplings of different shapes and was about to laugh to death: "This brother made it, and the whole one is facing the sky." This Brother Ah Zhe packed, an old man was hunched on his back and was about to lie on the ground. This younger brother is packed, you are ready to go over the wall! ”

Her poisonous tongue attracted the angry eyes of the three boys, and she didn't care, because she and Xu Shuzhen were already laughing angrily.

As soon as the dumplings came out of the pot, Fu Chunhua sent Fu Chunjing and Fu Chunqiang to send a bowl of dumplings to the Luo family upstairs and the Zhu family next door.

Zhuang Hongzhe was also a little surprised by this way of getting along, this neighbor could still send such a bite of food like this.

At lunch, the cold dishes mixed by Fu Chunhua were more attractive than dumplings, and as soon as Fu Yongde took the first bite, he greeted Fu Chunjing: "Come here, get some cold beer for Dad." ”

The way he looks shows that this cold dish is very much to his appetite, and it is not good to turn over the money in his coat pocket.

Fu Chunhua stopped Fu Yongde: "Dad, don't dig it out, my daughter invites you to drink beer today!" As he spoke, he flipped over two cents and handed it to Fu Chunjing, who had already taken the military kettle.

Fu Chunjing's hands and feet were also fast, and it didn't take long for him to run back, Fu Yongde took a sip of cold beer and ate a bite of cold food, which was as beautiful as picking up money on the road.

Fu Chunhua knows, his father can come to smoke and drink, smoking is said to be given to the church by his uncle and grandfather when he was five or six years old, in his previous life, he has always flaunted himself, you see I smoke so many cigarettes It's okay, those who don't smoke have lung cancer! Unexpectedly, he died of lung cancer in the end.

In this life, Fu Chunhua thought that she still had to persuade her, otherwise this body was her own, and no one else could replace it. It's just that now that the family has no money, he still smokes less, and he still smokes the kind of tobacco he bought, and Xu Shuzhen helped him roll.

This cigarette rolling work, Fu Chunhua did the most in his previous life, the cigarette paper he bought, the tobacco shreds were also cut, a book-sized cigarette maker, the white paper was spread on the top position, a long piece of tobacco was carefully spread on the white paper, one end of the white paper was smeared with paste, and there was a chopstick-like thing on the cigarette maker, and it was one when he rubbed it forward.

This job requires ingenuity, Fu Chunni always had to help when she saw herself doing it at that time, but the more she helped, the more she helped, and she did a lot of bad work, thanks to her parents who didn't see it, otherwise both of them would have to be criticized.

As for the wine, it is even worse, and now the family is still in difficulty, so he drank less, and then it was better, he didn't drink anything except breakfast, and he had to drink at least one glass at every other meal.

Fu Chunjing was greedy next to him, and leaned over to Fu Yongde and said, "Dad, give me a sip too." ”

Fu Yongde remembered that he was much more sensible than usual during this time, so he handed him the cup: "You are young, you can only drink a little, you can't drink more!" ”

"Well, just one sip." Fu Chunjing replied very calmly.

Fu Chunhua knew her brother's skills, she couldn't help but lower her head to be happy, Zhuang Hongzhe sat next to her, only to see her head down and her shoulders kept shaking, it was a person who couldn't laugh!

Sure enough, Fu Chunjing just drank Fu Yongde's freshly filled teacup of beer, and everyone around him was stunned, and after a while, he burst into laughter.

Fu Chunhua just wants to say, what can I do to save you, my foodie brother. It turns out that his female fans haven't seen his current foodie appearance, otherwise how could they always treat him as a male god, is there such an edible male god?

The meal was very happy, Zhuang Hongzhe was reluctant to leave, the atmosphere of the house was so good, although it was summer, he didn't want to go back to his cold house.

But the Fu family is indeed too small, Zhuang Hongzhe must have to take a nap at noon, and Fu Chunhua couldn't keep him if he wanted to, so he had to send him home.

Zhuang Hongzhe is very happy, he likes to be with her more and more, and feels that as long as he has her, every day is so fulfilling.

The two of them went out in Xu Shuzhen's earnest advice, it was more than one o'clock in the afternoon, the afternoon sun was the most violent, the two slipped forward in the shade of the roadside, chatting while walking.

Fu Chunhua saw that Zhuang Hongzhe was in a better state today, and it seemed that flesh was beginning to grow on his little face, and it was not the first time he had seen him like a miserable white boy, let alone the painting boy with collapsed cheeks and a black and yellow face in his previous life. (To be continued)

ps: I went to the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum and the Presidential Palace today, and I will go back to Beijing in the evening, dear friends, I am coming back!