However, to the relief of the five-person group, Li Xixian, a freshman who was purely a victim, was also punished by Mr. for copying books.

Li Xixian wants to copy the Analects, but he only needs to copy it ten times.

Unlike the five-person group's shouting and shouting that there is no love, Li Xixian is still very calm, as if there will be no other expression on his face except calm:

"Mr. Xie advises."

This night, the lights in the student dormitory where Li Xixian lived alone were on all night.

Li Xixian has no foundation, he hasn't even finished reading "Three Hundred Thousand".

Mr. Dante asked him to copy the Analects ten times, but he did not say a word and accepted the "punishment" himself.

Stroke by stroke, he copied the words in the book.

The first time, he copied it painfully.

After all, many words can't be written, and they are not too suitable for using a pen, and some words are even written by him as ink balls because of more strokes and complex structures.

Fortunately, Li Yunxin not only gave him a book, but also gave him a thick piece of paper.

After writing seven or eight pieces of paper, Li Xixian had some experience.

Even if you still don't know some words and can't write, at least you can draw a scoop according to the gourd, and you can draw a seven-eight-point image.

……

Li Xixian's experience in the academy is naturally unknown to his family.

The old couple happily bought two steamed buns filled with cabbage oil residue and a steamed bun with three fresh meat fillings, and gave the steamed buns with three fresh meat fillings to Li Yunxin, and the old couple with cabbage stuffing had one for each person.

Three buns, it cost eight cents.

The old couple couldn't help sighing, feeling that the buns were getting more and more expensive.

In fact, this bun is very affordable, and that head is bigger and thicker than Li Yunxin's fist.

But for the old couple, eating such a little thing is just a little cushion for the stomach.

The steamed buns filled with three fresh meat dices are not usually seasoned, but they are better than the fresh vegetables, the diced meat is also more, and the cooking is delicious.

Li Yunxin ate very sweetly, and the gluttonous worm in his stomach was hooked.

Spring is already deep, what should I eat?

Along the way, sitting in a swaying little donkey cart, Li Yunxin thought of at least a dozen kinds of seasonal delicacies.

It's just that, according to the conditions of Lao Li's family, there seem to be only two or three kinds of food that can be made on the bright side and in a bright way!

Yu Qian'er, willow buds, and mother-in-law Ding are almost out of season.

Now the elm and willow buds have grown into leaves, and the bitterness is far more bitter than the original sweetness.

The mother-in-law is also old, and she can still dip the sauce when blanched in boiling water, but it is far less delicious than the young shoots in early spring.

Toon, you need to take eggs to match. Otherwise, the taste is too strong, and Li Yunxin is a little unaccustomed to it.

Capsule, too, is a little old. When this wild vegetable is old, the bitter and astringent taste prevails, and it lacks the fresh and tender taste when blanched and eaten.

Well, by the way, at this time, there is also Su Ziye!

The glutinous rice flour is steamed, kneaded into a dumpling the size of a cold cake, and wrapped in soybean leaves to make sucotyle.

Boil water in a pot, put the Suzi leaf dumplings on the cage drawer, and steam them for half an hour before eating.

The ingredients are easy to obtain, the recipe is simple, and they are delicious.

Didn't Yu Qingmei bring herself a pack of Su Ziye a few days ago? It is used to steam the soycotyledon pastry, which is just right!

The old couple returned to Lao Li's house with Li Yunxin and unloaded a few buckets of grain bought from the grain store in the town.

The price of food in the town has risen again.

Each bucket of grain bought this time is more than 50 yuan more expensive than the one bought a few days ago.

Qiao Ximei only kept a small part and put it in the kitchen.

The rest was wrapped in a paper bag and stuffed into a jar. The mouth of the jar was sealed with yellow clay like a wine jar, and it was sent to the cellar and hoarded.

In this cellar, hundreds of such large jars have been accumulated.

Qiao Ximei planned to accumulate a little more, so she filled the earth between these jars, and buried them all tightly like paving the ground and building walls.

If you really catch up with the catastrophe, you can escape the famine.

If you really can't escape, you can only count on and rely on these quietly hidden grains to give the whole family dozens of lives.

Although the hail has fallen upwards, the weather seems to be back on track.

Qiao Ximei still did not let her guard down.

With a beastly instinct, a morbid insistence, she carefully calculated almost every grain of rice.

Li Yunxin's plan to steam some Su Ziye dumplings was ruthlessly vetoed by Qiao Ximei. Seeing such a clear disappointment and grievance on her granddaughter's face, the old lady's heart trembled, and she couldn't help but take a step back:

"It's a big deal, I'll give you two taels of noodles. If you can do it, try it, if you can't, forget it. ”

Mizi noodles......

This thing is commonly known as yellow rice noodles, but it is also a little sticky.

It's just the taste of this thing, it's not as delicious as Jiangmi noodles.

It's just that he couldn't convince the old lady and was reluctant to use his own entrepreneurial fund, so Li Yunxin still gave in.

She took Li Yunrou into the mountains again, and shamelessly raided the warehouse in the pine forest, forgotten by the little squirrels last winter.

Those hidden in the ground have sprouted, and those hidden in the hollows of dead trees are Li Yunxin's goals.

Fortunately, with the help of Goldfinger, this shameless sneak attack was very efficient.

Li Yunrou and Li Yunxin finally dragged three big pockets home.

If it weren't for the fact that when the young lady and her son arrived in the village, it would have already been dark, and I am afraid that it would have caused a sensation in the whole village.

The creative version of Suzi leaf dumplings, which is mixed with millet noodles, chestnut noodles, pine nuts and hazelnut seeds, was successfully placed on the dining table of Lao Li's family three days later.

A group of half-grown children, smiling so much that they couldn't see their teeth, eating like pigs grabbing food, and they didn't even want to lift their heads.

The Nie and Wang clans also showed their skills.

As soon as Su Ziye's dumplings were on the table, they started quickly, and they each gave themselves and their own babies, and they all got a big bowl of dumplings.

Li Yunzhu looked at the appearance of Su Ziye's dumplings black and purple, purple and green, and at first, he didn't want to eat it.

However, the complex, partial and layered fragrance is drilling into people's noses one by one.

In the end, Li Yunzhu didn't resist the temptation and ate one.

When I found it delicious and wanted to eat the second one, I saw that the dumplings on the table had been distributed.

Everyone has a lot of bowls.

But there was no one left in the cage.

Li Yunzhu was so angry that she almost cried.

Grandparents and grandparents, I'm afraid they really don't love themselves anymore.

His exclusive seat was snatched away by Li Yunxin, and that's not all, now he doesn't even let himself eat enough!

The hand she hid in her sleeve kept tearing the handkerchief in her palm.

If the innocent veil could speak, he would definitely cry out in pain.

At this moment, Li Yunzhu misses her father, mother, brother, and sister-in-law very much.

Even the little nephew, who was more than a year old, was cuter than these people in front of him.