When Zhao Qingyu and his younger brother Zhao Qingfeng went to the store for breakfast together, it was almost nine o'clock in the morning, and there were only a few acquaintances nearby in the store at this time.

Business is very leisurely, Zhao's mother sits by the stove to roast the fire, by the way to choose vegetables, at noon there will be senior high school students out to eat, to prepare fried rice and fried noodles in advance.

Zhao's father was probably busy with things, and he was very idle at the innermost table in the store, playing chess with the landlord's grandfather, surrounded by a few neighbors who were eating noodles with bowls.

"Mom, what's the little list?" As soon as Zhao Qingyu entered the store, she asked, she also knew about Xiaodan's late night last day.

"I went out to deliver noodles, and it was a while." Mother Zhao put down the cabbage in her hand, "What do you want to eat?" ”

Zhao Qingyu squeezed in from the gap on the side, and picked up the colander below by himself: "I'll do it myself." ”

Mother Zhao has a lot of mud on her hands, if she still needs to go to the back to wash her hands with water, not to mention the trouble, she will freeze her hands.

After ordering two bowls of noodle soup for himself and Zhao Qingfeng, Zhao Qingyu asked the latter to come in and add seasonings by himself, and said unintentionally: "Mom, did Little Shan tell you today?" ”

In fact, she didn't think too much about it at all, but when she met Gu Li in the supermarket yesterday, Xiaoshan was also beside her, and she was worried that the other party would want to talk more and tell the adults in the family about these things.

Sure enough, as soon as she heard her say this, Zhao's mother's face changed slightly, and she glanced at the villagers and neighbors behind the store who were playing chess and watching chess without a trace, and then lowered her voice and said, "Xiaoyu, tell your mother honestly, did you encounter any trouble in school during this time?" ”

"Mom, what did Xiaoshan tell you?" Zhao Qingyu asked quietly.

"She said that there is a baby who seems to have a grudge against you."

“…… Yes? ”

Zhao Qingyu was a little confused, has a grudge? Does it mean that Gu Li has a grudge against her?

"Is there such a thing? Is someone really bullying you at school? Don't hide it from your parents. Zhao's mother worriedly persuaded that her child was bullied by others at school, and no parent felt uncomfortable.

Zhao Qingyu thought about it for a while, and guessed that it might be that Xiaodan and her mother had misunderstood something, thinking that there was some entanglement between her and Gu Li, although there were indeed some problems.

But it is said that there is a vendetta...... That's not all.

She did have a grudge against someone else, but those two didn't show up yesterday.

Although she wanted to report to her parents in advance and get a vaccination, she also felt sorry for her parents who worried about her at home every day, so she repeatedly denied that she had conflicts with her classmates at school.

Zhao's mother saw that her daughter was speaking righteously, and Zhao Qingyu was very well-behaved and sensible before, unlike a child who liked to lie, so she put her mind at ease.

Zhao Qingyu saw that her mother's frowning brows gradually relaxed, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and it happened that Xiaodan's voice sounded outside the door, so she straightened up with the bowl and looked towards the door.

has always been a simple small order, and today is very different from the past.

On weekdays, I use a woolen band I knit myself to tie a big braid to the back of my head, and even the bangs are tied up, leaving a bare big round face plate, so that the already dark-skinned Xiaodan looks very old, and next year he is not very old, and he looks like a thirty-year-old person.

And today, Xiaodan specially tied two four-strand braids, and the head rope was bought in the supermarket yesterday with small plastic flower decoration, which looks particularly small and fresh.

If it weren't for the clothes that Xiaoshan was wearing...... It's a little bloated and simple, but it's actually pretty good.

Xiaoshan was in a good mood, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, the corners of his mouth were upturned, humming the current pop songs that were often played on the radio in the town, and he returned to the store with brisk steps.

"Delivered?" Mother Zhao asked.

"Delivered, it's money." Xiaoshan said and took out a crumpled five-dollar piece from his pocket, with a small piece of white tape glued to it.

"Oh, what about the money." Mother Zhao was very disgusted, but she still took it.

Xiaoshan whispered back: "He—they don't have change." ”

"Forget it, next time I use this money to buy two batteries at his house, and the flashlight battery is about to die."

Mother Zhao opened the drawer of the money box, threw the five yuan aside at will, and then closed the drawer.

Xiaoshan didn't say anything, walked to the side, picked up the bib and put it on, and then squatted down to help Zhao's mother choose vegetables together.

A big bowl of noodle soup went down, Zhao Qingyu felt that his body was warmer, and his stomach was also very full, but he drank too much noodle soup just now, and his mouth was a little salty, so he took another cup of warm rice wine soup and drank it.

Now the variety of drinks in her store has gradually increased, in addition to ice soy milk, mung bean soup, sour plum soup, and rice wine soup in summer.

In winter, there are fewer types, there is no mung bean soup and sour plum soup, but there is another white fungus and red date soup.

These are all packed and sent by others in advance, saving time and effort, and they are about to be sold out, just call them to send them.

Each of these drinks has been tasted by Zhao Qingyu himself, and the taste is very positive.

Zhao Qingyu's favorite drink is rice wine soup, which has the unique sweetness of rice wine, and it is not drunk, after all, it is diluted, and some sun-dried osmanthus foam is added.

She drank this large cup of rice wine soup in a few sips, and her stomach was even more distended, so she had to sit down to rest and rest, and wait for the food in her stomach to digest before getting up.

Zhao Qingfeng is now the time to grow his body, a bowl of noodle soup in his stomach, he didn't feel anything, as if he just had a tooth sacrifice just now, got up and ordered a bowl of hot dry noodles by himself, plus a braised egg.

After he finished eating, Zhao Qingyu felt better in his stomach and was ready to get up and go back with him.

Before they could move, they saw Xiao Shan walking towards them, turning his back to Zhao's mother, squeezing his eyebrows at her.

Zhao Qingyu was slightly stunned, her eyes flashed slightly, and she received a signal from Xiaodan: Wait a minute, I have something to tell you.

"Xiao Feng, I'll go back first, you can go back by yourself after you finish eating."

"Sister, I'm almost done."

"Well, then I'll wait for you outside now."

After Zhao Qingyu finished speaking, she got up directly and walked out, and after walking not far, her steps slowed down, and a rush of footsteps sounded behind her.

"Light rain! Light rain, you wait a while......"

She turned her head, and sure enough, Xiaoshan chased after her.

"Little Sister Shan, what do you have to say to me?" Zhao Qingyu smiled and asked very casually.

"It's not a big deal, it's just, I just want you to be careful......" Xiaoshan leaned closer to her head and lowered his voice, "That tall man yesterday doesn't look like a good person at first glance." ”

Zhao Qingyu was slightly stunned, and then nodded funny, "I'll pay attention to this, it's not so exaggerated, you don't have to tell my mother next time." ”

She said this, still thinking in her heart, Gu Li's thin bamboo pole figure can be called "big and tall"?

Xiaodan deliberately bumped Zhao Qingyu's arm with his arm, and said with a smile: "I have a score in my heart, what to say and what not to say, I know if you don't say it." ”

Seeing her laughing so obscenely, Zhao Qingyu was a little stunned for a while, feeling that this person had something to say.

Before she could ask, Xiaoshan grinned again and said mysteriously: "I didn't even tell Auntie about the baby chasing you there yesterday." ”

"Huh?" Zhao Qingyu was puzzled, and just wanted to ask again, when Zhao's mother's call came not far away.

The two turned their heads to see that there were a few more customers who had come to the store to eat, and Xiaoshan didn't bother to say anything, and hurriedly ran back.

Zhao Qingfeng came out of the store at this time, with a cup of white fungus soup in his left hand and a ham sausage in his right hand.

"Is your belly a bottomless pit? Can you still eat it? The corners of Zhao Qingyu's mouth twitched, and he was speechless.

"I'm almost full, Hiccup~~"

“……”

During this time, Zhao Qingfeng's height is indeed changing with each passing day, just like riding a rocket, jumping up every day.

Growing tall needs nutrients, and it is okay to eat more, but to eat so much in one meal...... It's really not panicking.

Zhao Qingyu decided to give his younger brother a science popularization about the benefits of "eating less and eating more", and by the way, pay more attention to nutritional matching.

……

Time is like flowing water, always slipping away in a hurry without even noticing.

It seems to be a blink of an eye, and it is the New Year again.

The third year of high school finally had a winter vacation the day before, and tomorrow is the Chinese New Year's Eve, and the Zhao family's noodle restaurant was officially closed on the afternoon of the third year of high school.

After Zhao's father and Zhao's mother all washed the store, Xiaoshan also went home for the New Year with most of his salary.

Prior to this, Zhao Qingyu not only finished his winter vacation homework, but also urged his younger brother Zhao Qingfeng to complete his homework.

As for some New Year's goods at home, she also helped buy a lot.

When the adults finally got free, they found that the kitchen and windows of the house were full of bacon, bacon, salted chicken, salted duck, and two large jars of pickled cabbage.

As for the snacks for the New Year, the snacks are also very complete, the local goods include melon seeds, peanuts, sesame leaf candy, new products include chocolate wine candy, corn gummies, etc., and fruits include apples, pears, oranges and longan, although a small half has been eaten.

"Xiaoyu, this girl is really worry-free, everything is ready, we don't have anything to do." Mother Zhao was full of emotion, and her heart was warm.

Zhao's father was even more so, and he called out that the girl was her parents' little padded jacket, and she had a smug smile on her face.

During the Chinese New Year this year, they decided to spend the New Year at home, not to go out to visit relatives, and they were busy all year round, and they didn't have much time to rest at home.

The day before the Chinese New Year's Eve, the family cleaned the house inside and out, and the bed sheets and quilt covers were also unpacked and cleaned.

Xiaoshan went home, she was in a small area in the living room, the curtain was temporarily removed, and for a while things were drying everywhere in the house, and the hemp rope on the top of the corridor was also dense.

As for the large sheets and quilt covers and other items, they are all taken to the rooftop of the building to dry, otherwise there is no place at all.

On the morning of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Zhao's father bought a bottle of expensive liquor at the commissary downstairs, and the boss sent a couplet by the way, and he took it back happily and urged the children to paste the couplet with him.

Zhao's mother has not stopped since she got up early in the morning, steaming in the rice cooker, heating on the coal stove, and frying in the oil pot, and the white heat is bubbling everywhere, and the house is mixed with the fragrance of various foods.

Zhao Qingyu has naturally been helping, originally Zhao's mother asked her not to care, after all, during the Chinese New Year, it would be good to let the children wear new clothes to watch TV and eat snacks.

But Zhao Qingyu insisted, Zhao Muao couldn't help her, so he went with her.

In fact, it is easier to have someone to help, plus the mother and daughter can still get together to talk about their hearts and talk about family life.

"Xiaoyu, have you ever dreamed of it these days...... Mother Zhao asked about the things that had bothered her for several days while carefully turning the spring rolls in the oil pot with long chopsticks.

In fact, this incident really made her feel very comfortable at first, and she had nightmares for two days, but later she saw that nothing happened, so she gradually relaxed her heart.

It's just that this matter, like a thorn, was buried in Zhao's mother's heart, making her feel very uncomfortable when she thought about it.

Without a letter, it is impossible to completely clean it up.

Zhao Qingyu heard her mother ask, and knew that the latter had really heard what she said last time.

She also has mixed feelings in her heart, which is very complicated.

She can't say that there is nothing wrong, but she also can't say that there is anything, so as not to make her family feel uneasy for a year.

After a little thought, she said simulantly: "Sometimes I dream it, sometimes I don't." ”

Doesn't that mean it's still a dream......

Mother Zhao was a little worried in her heart, but she still smiled reluctantly: "Hey, this dream of the ancestor is a normal imagination, don't worry too much." ”

"Mom, I don't have to worry about anything, it's been a good few days, don't think about it yourself for the time being." Zhao Qingyu comforted her mother in turn.

"Where do I think so much, just ask casually." After Zhao's mother finished speaking, she took out a clean plate and quickly took out the fried spring rolls in the pot and put them away.

Just as the pressure cooker on the side was also bubbling up, Zhao Qingyu also had other things to do, and for a while the kitchen was busy with his feet not touching the ground, and this topic was put on hold.

In addition to fried spring rolls, there are also shrimp crackers, pork ribs, small fish, twist flowers and hemp leaves, all of which are fried a lot, and when the time comes, you can make up a large table of dishes with the same plate.

It was a very low day, and at noon the sky outside was terrible, as if it were almost evening.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for snowflakes to fall outside.

However, in the kitchen of the Zhao family, all the busy people had small beads of sweat on their foreheads.

Before the snow fell, Zhao's father took down the sheets and quilt covers that were drying upstairs and hung them in the corridor to continue to dry.

Zhao Qingfeng has grown taller, the child's heart has not changed, and after seeing the snow, he clapped his hands happily, jumping and jumping.

By the time the New Year's dinner was ready, it was already three or four o'clock in the afternoon.

Before that, everyone went to the kitchen from time to time to get a little fried snacks to pad their stomachs.

Before eating, Zhao's father and Zhao's mother took out disposable dishes and chopsticks, arranged a large circle along the table, filled each bowl with a small mouthful of rice, and poured a small half cup of liquor with a disposable cup.

This is used to worship the ancestors.

Zhao's mother poured wine and muttered the names of the deceased ancestors in her mouth, praying that they would bless future generations.

Zhao's father took out the paper money he had bought in advance, folded it at various banknotes of unknown denomination, and then lit a fire and slowly burned it.

In the past, when Zhao Qingyu and they were young, the adults did all these things to make them avoid, but now that they are older, not only do they not need to avoid, but they will also be called over to help burn the paper together.

After the sacrifice of the ancestors, the family can serve the table and officially start eating Chinese New Year's Eve.

The table is full of dishes, steamed pig's trotters, chopsticks that rot with a slight flick, and beef tendon churning up and down in the charcoal stove hot pot, plus the newly thrown green coriander, which makes people appetize at first sight.

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