Chapter 740: The smell of fireworks in ordinary people's homes
Su Wanrou is a woman, and if I am weaker, I will have mercy when I see it, and if a man sees mercy, there will be problems, but fortunately, Sudan Qing is still young and has time to save it.
"Thank you, cousin."
Sultan Qing glutinously thanked him, and ate it with relish, Su's father frowned slightly when he saw it, he didn't reprimand in the end, he didn't eat the food from the roadside stalls, it was dirty and not particular, so he didn't allow his grandson to eat, but the first time his grandson came, he had to give his grandson face, and then talk about Danqing after his grandson left.
At night, Huo Jinzhi slept with his grandfather, the bed was very clean, and there was a faint smell of soap, but the sheets and quilt covers were patched, and it seemed that he had slept for a long time.
Father Su doesn't like to talk, Huo Jinzhi and him have nothing to say, go to bed and go to bed, and soon fall asleep, and get up on time at half past five in the morning, and Father Su has just gotten up.
Huo Jinzhi wanted to fold the quilt, but Father Su stopped him, "Your grandmother will come to fold it, don't worry about it." β
Men don't need to do housework, it's not presentable.
"It's my handy."
Huo Jinzhi smiled and didn't stop, Su Mu came in quickly, "I'll come, I'll come!" β
Su's mother was very nimble in her hands and feet, and the quilt was neatly folded, but the sheets were folded and put away, and the new sheets were taken out and re-laid on, and a big towel was covered on the quilt, covering the patches.
Huo Jinzhi twitched the corners of his mouth, and finally deeply realized the face work of the old-school Songcheng people, which is really meticulous, but it is also a waste of time.
With this work of changing the sheets, he has done his job much better.
Huo Jinzhi, who had nothing to do, then deeply experienced the daily life of the people in Songcheng, which was cumbersome but smelled of fireworks in the world.
Chang Dahong leads the briquettes in the corridor, the broken fan keeps fanning, the smoke is billowing, other people are also starting the fire, coughing and chatting can be heard from time to time, after the fire is good, it is the most classic breakfast of Songcheng peopleββ
Boiled rice.
The cold rice left over from last night, add some boiling water, boil it in a steel pot, it is the most common white water soaked rice eaten by Songcheng people, with a little bean curd or small pickles, and then more luxurious, with a fritter or xiaolongbao, the taste is not too good, many old people in Songcheng, even if the conditions are better, still like to eat boiled rice in the morning.
After boiling the rice, boil the water, a briquette should be stewed with at least six bottles of water, and after boiling the rice, there is one bottle missing, and there are five bottles, which is enough for the family to wash and drink.
On the table was a small dish of rose-curd with a beautiful color, with only one piece in a delicate plate, and a small plate of dried radish, and in the plate were three fritters, but they were divided into twelve, and when they were taken apart and cut in half, three became twelve.
"It's been a long time since I've eaten my mother's rice."
Su Wanrou took a deep breath and had a great appetite, but Huo Jinzhi didn't have much appetite, he really couldn't get used to eating such a light breakfast, the rice was bland and tasteless, and he would lose half of the bean curd with a chopstick, or he didn't clip it.
That plate seemed to be a lot of fritters, but it was actually not enough for him to eat alone, and if Tang Aijun came, it was estimated that this table was not enough for that foolish meal.
Actually, he still likes Xu Jinfeng's arrogant breakfast of dried vegetables and meat and dry rice, or fried rice cakes with green vegetables are also very good, and he can't eat rice.
"Why don't you eat it? Isn't it unappetizing? Su Mu asked with concern.
Huo Jinzhi smiled, "It's delicious, it's just that I ate too many fried rice cakes last night, and I'm not too hungry now." β
After a while, I went out to buy two soup dumplings to eat, otherwise I would be hungry.