Chapter Twenty-Nine: A Red Fruit Sends Acacia
Xu Fu finally left, and the dress of the fairy wind and bones coupled with a complacent demeanor made him a mundane thing no matter how he looked at it.
May he go well!
How can it be considered smooth? Don't encounter typhoons, fewer deaths, explore and explore, don't be foolish, after all, there are so many minors on board.
In any case, there is also a good thing that has been passed out when I go to the east, and that is kneeling, and until the 21st century, the people of Japan and South Korea have been kneeling for many times of the day.
Haha, in Hanzhou's heart, my bold speculation is considered rigorous? It is said that there are relics of Xu Fu's landing in those two places, and the Chinese sat like this during the Qin and Han dynasties, and by the Tang Dynasty, there were such things as chairs, and the Chinese themselves did not kneel.
Isn't it for him to count it on his head?
Hu Qi didn't understand why Xu Fu was gone, why Xiao Han smiled so secretly, it is said that although this girl is naughty, she doesn't toss people casually, let alone the guests at home.
"Junfang said that you helped him out of his breath when you had a party that day."
"Oh? That's what he said? ”
"Well, he came back to tell his father."
"Then he's self-inflicted, I'm not trying to help him at all, I really don't look down on the kind of villain who is rampant, people, you always have to put down old relatives and friends in your eyes, even if you pretend to be a little bit like it."
Hu Qi smiled and shook his head, this is what a girl in her twenties said, he really didn't know how to get along with her. For her, he has pity in his heart, but people don't need it, this love can't be sent, he would rather she be weaker and stupider, rather than say the vicissitudes of life like now.
"My father said that you still have to bear in front of the living in the future, and he is afraid that you will suffer."
"Oh, I see, let the old man worry." Saying that, she actually stuck out her tongue mischievously, which made Hu Qi even more confused. This woman is here to torture me.
"The six stores are in good condition this month, and it seems that the cooler the weather, the better the business. Your income is still in your account first, right? ”
"Okay, I don't have any expenses now, and the food is the same as Shih Tzu, let's calculate it together when I leave."
"Hmm." Hu Qi sighed in her heart, she said again that she was leaving, and she was so clear about settling accounts.
"We have to stock up on more soybeans recently, because we are afraid that the price will rise in winter, and we are afraid that the workshop will not be able to supply them."
"Well, I've already bought quite a bit." He seemed to be talking to her only about business, and nothing else, what to talk about?
"By the way, I'm going to pay some money, I'm going to buy good things." At this point, her eyes lit up.
What kind of good thing is that, Hu Qi asked, "Do you need me to buy it with you?" ”
"Well, I think so, because I can't take much of it myself. It's a personal matter, so I don't bother the guys. ”
"What the hell?"
"Hawthorn, that is, red fruit, is so big and very sour, I don't know what you call it here?" She described as she spoke.
"Oh, we're also called Red Fruit. Then go buy it. Hu Qi instigated her very fondly.
He wanted to be with her, he could do anything.
As a result, they brought back half a sack of red fruits.
"How are you two going to eat this?" When Old Man Hu saw the red fruit, he soured his teeth.
"Make a sugar gourd!" Han Zhou's voice was very excited.
"Huh? What's that? Old Man Hu didn't understand, but he was still looking forward to it, this little Han Lao would make him something delicious.
"It's a red fruit that is worn with a bamboo skewer, like a gourd, wrapped in syrup, let cool, crisp and sweet on the outside, sour and soft on the inside, ah, it's delicious."
She said it was delicious, but her own teeth collapsed. The grinning appearance of baring teeth made the old man laugh.
Hu Qi couldn't help laughing, he loved to see her lively appearance.
The result? The problem is with sugar.
I couldn't buy white sugar, and I didn't have rock sugar, so I reluctantly used caramel sugar, and I couldn't try it once, and I couldn't try it again, which made Hanzhou feel devastated.
"I think it's delicious!" Hu Qi said while eating, he really thought it was delicious, sweet and sour, how could it not be delicious?
"Still no, you haven't eaten rock candy, the outer layer of sugar chips, amber, and like ice flowers, take a bite of crunchy sweetness."
Han Zhou looked fascinated. She remembered taking her children to the supermarket in winter, and every time she walked to the stall of the bottom merchant, she would stop to watch them do it for a while, and then take two of them and leave. Every time she was careful to take the sugar gourd out of the paper bag, because, when she would say, "Mommy, be careful, I'm going to eat that candy flake."
"I thought I could make it, and then I made a lot of it and distributed it to the children in the neighborhood." She was visibly depressed.
"That's fine, they're just as happy."
"Maybe, kids love candy anyway." Han Zhou smiled helplessly.
When I had a fierce fight with her for candy when I was a child, Lao Chen also joined in, and the family fought wits and courage for eating sugar, but now I don't want to have such a headache.
Hu Qi came out of the kitchen, leaving Xiao Han alone to ponder the big bag of hawthorn inside. She must have been homesick again, and he couldn't help her, and she didn't want him to give her a home.
"I like to drill the kitchen so much now, why wasn't it before?"
was caught by his wife again, he glanced at it and didn't say anything. I don't know how I got over the years, but I didn't feel bored. Although I am worried now, I am willing to worry about it like this. He felt that his heart was like the land of spring, with grass popping up and drilling a little painful, but he was still willing to wait, waiting for the spring rain to fall and the spring breeze to blow.
As long as she doesn't trouble Xiaohan, let her say a few words! Whose woman is not like that?
The hawthorn problem was finally solved. Xi Shi and Han Zhou are tired enough.
Some of them were boiled into hawthorn cakes, and some were cut into slices and hung on the roof.
Hanzhou clasped his hands together and said in his mouth: God, don't rain, don't rain.
Shih Tzu rubbed his sore arm and asked, "Who is God?" Is it the god of your Pekingese? ”
"Ah," Han Zhou paused, she thought of the jujube, he also asked the same, is God the greatest god? Is it the god who makes tofu?
It's almost winter, is he doing well? I wonder if anyone bullied him? Did he get into a fight?
"Sister Xiaohan, is he the god of your Pekingese?" Shih Tzu asked again.
Han Zhou smiled, "He is not only the god of Beijingers, he is a god that people in many places believe in." ”
I'm sorry, God, for offending you again, I always feel that there is an irresistible dignity between heaven and earth in this universe, and I can't imagine what to say, so I used your name again. Actually, I think, you are loving and don't care about a casual and malicious explanation.
If you're really here, help me and let me go back.
If you can't help with this, help my child so that she can eat sugar gourd in winter, and tell her that her mother used to take too much sugar for her.
On this night when everyone had hawthorn cakes to eat, Hanzhou had insomnia, and every food made her think of home, her parents, children and Lao Chen. She can't make it for them to eat. How did they get here without her?
It's almost winter, and they're all going to be a year older.
His father was seventy-five, his mother was seventy-one, and Lao Chen was forty-one, and he was eleven years old.
Dangdang's adolescence is coming, is Lao Chen managing it well?
Is my mother still reluctant to spend money and wear last year's old clothes?
I don't know if the construction site in front of the door has been completed?
Are banks still calling home to force debts?
……
When the three strokes were played that day, Hu Qi came to visit Hanzhou, and yesterday when everyone was happily eating hawthorn cake, she quietly left. He knew that she had something on her mind, and no one could help her, but he still didn't feel at ease, he wanted to come and see, and after seeing it, he was down-to-earth, and if he didn't look at it, he would always hang there.
Han Zhou crouched down on a few cases to write, she must have washed her hair, the long and black hair was so scattered, like the painting he had seen, the hair on the painting was like a forest, there were birds flying and singing, Hu Qizhen wanted to bend down like this, bury himself in the forest, and not come out.
The bamboo slip is written about the practice of fermented bean curd meat. She wanted to hang the bamboo slips at the shop on Huazhi Street, and she wanted to see if this could boost the sales of soy tofu.
"Look, you work with me and you make a lot of money, I have to do so much work. I now think that 20% of your income is too little. ”
Of course, this is a joke, and Hu Qi also knows that she is not greedy for money. He smiled, and wanted to take the smiling woman into his arms.
"If you think it's too little, you can ask for whatever you want, you can give you all the stores, I'll give it to you as the owner, my father will also be your father, and my sister will be your sister, okay?"
Hu Qi started jokingly, but he couldn't end it with a joke, he couldn't control himself.
Han Zhou pursed her lips and stood up, it was too oppressive to speak like this, she didn't like it. She looked at Hu Qi's earnest appearance and smiled, this is a man with self-control, and he is considerate, but what can he do?
"How can you give me one more thing?"
"What do you say?" She smiled, and Hu Qi asked more eagerly.
"Will you give me your wife too?"
Hu Qi choked suddenly, how could she still joke at this moment? He wanted to spank her.
"Xiaohan, I'm not joking!" He reached out and grabbed her shoulder, he wanted her to feel his pain too.
"Don't do this, I'm not joking." She raised her hand and freed herself from Hu Qi's hands, using not much force, but Hu Qi understood it, so he naturally let it go. "I have a home in my heart, I just have some things I want to come to, you say, if I have a lover at home, can I still accept you?"
"But how can you have a lover? You're still so young. Hu Qi was eager to fight.
"How could that not? Isn't Zheng Dan all married? Didn't Shih Tzu also consider the issue of marriage at home? Why can't I? ”
Han Zhou was so angry that he wanted to laugh, I didn't want to really say it, I was just afraid of scaring you.
I don't want people to think it's a goblin.
"You, you did it on purpose, you can remember where you are except home, you lied to me, you don't want me!"
Hu Qi was injured, and he couldn't control his emotions as a man in his forties.
Han Zhou looked at Hu Qi's appearance and smiled helplessly, am I harming another person? God, is this what you want to see?
"Okay, don't do that, boss." Han Zhou wanted to pat Hu Qi, raised his hand, and put it down again. If you can, don't provoke it.
Hu Qi ignored her, he felt that Hanzhou was bullying. Although I don't know how to be bullied.
"Well, even if you're right, I don't want you because you're not good enough, so let's make some money together! I like a lot of money very much, maybe when that day comes, I'll want you. ”
This soft tone is like coaxing a child, Hu Qi doesn't want to pay attention to her stubble, but what can the pestle do here? She still doesn't feel as emotionally emotional as a woman to a man who loves her.
This woman is made of stone!
He turned around with some anger, paused, and walked out.
Han Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, God, you can't look at it like this!
Looks like I'm going to have to move out.
Do not harm others. There is already a jujube.