Xia Yu was so angry that he seemed to fan Zhang Shan's face again. Thinking about how Zhang Shan hit his self-confidence, Xia Yu felt that person was really bad. I don't want to have anything to do with that so-called husband again in my life.

I'm reborn now.,I don't know what my so-called husband is doing now.,He's supposed to be a sophomore in high school now.,Think about it, I guess I'm spending the summer vacation at home like myself.。 Thinking of the husband who disgusted her, Xia Yu decided that he must completely eliminate this person from his life, and never meet again in this life.

Two days later, my mother Wang Xiuzhen began to soak rice. Xia Yu understands that it turns out that tomorrow is the market, and his mother is going to sell steamed rice cakes. This father Xia Changde works outside all the year round, and only at the end of the year does he get his hard-earned money.

Wang Xiuzhen farms alone at home and takes care of the lives of her two children. Usually need change to spend, and it is impossible to always count on men, so Wang Xiuzhen started selling steamed rice cakes when Xia Yu was five or six years old. Every time I go to the market, I earn dozens of yuan by buying steamed cakes, so that I can have some expenses for oil and salt.

That night, Xia Yu pushed the stone mill, Wang Xiuzhen fed rice next to the stone mill, looking at the white rice milk, Xia Yu felt even more sorry for Wang Xiuzhen. I regret very much that I was so willful in my previous life that I had a cold war with Wang Xiuzhen for half a year, I was too ignorant at that time, and I was simply too willful.

Early the next morning, when Xia Yu was still asleep, Wang Xiuzhen had already gotten up to steam rice cakes. Xia Yu looked at the plastic watch next to his pillow, it was only past six o'clock, and Wang Xiuzhen was busy for thirty yuan. It's so hard to make money in this rural area.

After getting up in the morning, I asked about the taste of meat buns in the distance, it was so fragrant, Xia Yu's mouth secreted a lot of saliva greedily, and Xia Yu seemed to go to the street to buy a few meat buns with green bean sprouts. But remembering that he was penniless now, Xia Yu sighed.

During the summer vacation, there was nothing to pass the time except watching TV at home, and Xia Yu suddenly saw his homework book and pen. remembered a hobby of his past, when Xia Yu was on maternity leave in his previous life, he was very bored, so he began to write online articles, and finally became an amateur online writer and earned some money.

Now the online article has not yet developed, but it can't stop Xia Yu from earning manuscript fees. Xia Yu said that he would do it, and wrote four full articles in the morning, asking Wang Xiuzhen for more than two yuan of pocket money. Two yuan is not a lot, Wang Xiuzhen was a little reluctant, and asked, "What do you want two yuan for?" "That's a tenth of what you earn from steaming rice cakes in one day.

Xia Yu said: "Buy a pen, my pen is gone." ”

Hearing that her daughter was studying, Wang Xiuzhen took out two yuan of change, Xia Yu came to the stationery store on the street and found the address of the publications inside. I copied it, then I went to the post office and began to send out the four-page manuscript.

Xia Yu thought that although the current manuscript fee was not much, it should be much better than making money from the land. For Xia Yu, who is impoverished and penniless, it is also a huge amount of money. Xia Yu waited patiently for the result.

After dinner in the evening, Xia Yu cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, began to wipe the square table, and began to mix noodles with flour belts. Wang Xiuzhen looked at her daughter and asked, "Do you want to steam steamed buns?" ”

Xia Yu nodded: "Well, today I smelled the fragrance of buns on the other side of the street, I was hungry, and if I wanted to eat it, I would do it myself." Bring the dough alive tonight and steam the buns tomorrow morning. ”

When Xia Jie heard that his sister was going to steam steamed buns, his eyes lit up, and he immediately nodded: "Okay, okay, I'll go to the back of the mountain tomorrow to pick wild leeks, wild leeks are fragrant." ”

Wang Xiuzhen nodded: "Well, that's okay, I'll start cooking bacon tomorrow morning, and let's steam green bean bacon buns tomorrow." Unfortunately, fresh pork was too expensive, so we had to steam bacon buns. ”

Xia Yu disagreed: "How can fresh pork be as delicious as bacon buns, and fresh pork without that flavor of bacon will be eaten." ”

Wang Xiuzhen nodded, just the day after tomorrow to break corn and steamed buns, so that the meal the day after tomorrow is much more convenient.

The next day, Xia Jie picked back two handfuls of wild leeks, Xia Yu immediately washed them, began to wrap the stuffing, and put them in the wood-fired stove steamer to steam, smelling the strong fragrance, Xia Yu felt comfortable in the hot spring. I took a bite of the freshly baked buns, and they were so fragrant. Xia Yu couldn't wait to eat his tongue.

The mother and son happily drank vinegar soup and ate steamed buns, happy and satisfied. After everyone finished eating, Xia Yu remembered that grandma Wu Chunhua probably smelled the fragrance of steamed buns across the wall. She is now a lonely old man, although she is strange and perverted, she still cares about it.

Xia Yu took the big bowl at home, loaded more than a dozen buns, knocked on Wu Chunhua's door, it is estimated that he has not woken up yet, and after waiting for a long time, Wu Chunhua opened the door angrily and asked: "What are you knocking, don't let people sleep." ”

Xia Yu replied with a smile: "Grandma, we just steamed bacon buns, but they are fragrant for you to eat." ”

The anger on Wu Chunhua's face eased somewhat, and he nodded: "Well, you wait." "Immediately take the big bowl, put it back in his pot, and send the bowl back.

Without thanks, he handed the bowl to Xia Yu "give", and then closed the door with a bang. Xia Yu didn't get a good face when he sent something, Xia Yu was used to it. Wu Chunhua is such a person, he is quite unreasonable, only money, dislikes the poor and loves the rich, and takes personal preferences as likes and dislikes.

Others treat her well, she takes it for granted, and asks others to take care of her, treat her as the queen mother's servant, and can't disobey her, who she likes and doesn't like, others have to act according to her likes and dislikes. Otherwise, you are sorry for her, otherwise you are unfilial. Anyway, this filial hat pressed on his own family for a long time, and Xia Yu saw it very early. hasn't completely torn his face yet, it's just that his family hasn't been so hated like this. What's in her mind is that she still has to live well.

Because in his previous life, he could still develop his interests and hobbies by going to work with his children and taking care of the family, Xia Yu has learned to use his time most efficiently, and decided to review his books every morning. I just don't know my own story, can these editors be able to read it? I really can't look down on Xia Yu to go to other homes.

Xia Yu's arrangement was very good, but that night Wang Xiuzhen said to the sisters and brothers: "Tomorrow we will actually harvest corn." You work hard for your mother, and your mother buys you watermelon to eat. ”

Xia Jie heard that he could finally be late for the watermelon he was thinking about, and he danced happily, as if he would be late for the watermelon soon. Xia Yu never cared much about the material aspects, but just thought of the fatigue of harvesting corn. Xia Yu really didn't want to go through it again.

Sure enough, when she was still asleep the next morning, Wang Xiuzhen shouted in her ear: "Xiaoyu, get up quickly." We're out the door. ”

Xia Yu had to get up, and he didn't have time to wash. Take advantage of the time when the sky is just white, get up and work.

Xia Yu and Wang Xiuzhen carried the big back basket, and Xia Jie carried the small back basket. The three of them were fully armed and protected the skin on their bodies. It is really the fine fluff on the corn leaves, which is very itchy and uncomfortable after pricking people's skin.

Xia Yu still remembers that in his previous life, when he took Zhang Shan to his alma mater to revisit, he had a reunion with his old classmates, and the first thing that the old classmates ridiculed Xia Yu at that time was also a thing that made them remember it vividly, that is, when Xia Yu first entered high school, he was dressed as a village girl, even in the hottest time of summer, he was dressed in long-sleeved trousers, and even the first button on the top of his shirt was tightly buttoned. They may have never been in a cornfield and broke corn cobs.

In his previous life, Xia Yu went to explain and argue with them at the party, but now Xia Yu is too lazy to care. For things that you haven't experienced, it's better not to laugh at other people who don't know why.

For example, many people don't understand why people on the plateau wear heavy hats, and they always feel that it affects the aesthetics. Use their own aesthetics without laughing at others, but they don't know that if they don't wear thick and solid clothes in a windy environment like Tiger Leaping Gorge, and don't protect people's heads, people can easily get sick and have headaches.

Xia Yu thinks that he has an advantage, that is, he is more tolerant and has a lot of tolerance for many things, but Zhang Shan is a very intolerant man, Xia Yu thinks that maybe he and Zhang Shan should not be together in his last life.

At this time, the sun had not yet come out, it was very cool, Xia Yu stood in the cornfield, grabbed the ears of corn and tore the corn husk directly from the middle to both sides with both hands, tore the corn cob and peeled it off, directly twisted off the corn cob butt, and threw it into the back basket with all his might.

Xia Yu continued to repeat this action like this, Xia Yu laughed at himself and thought that every time he threw the corn cob, he was so foolproof. Maybe Xiao Li's flying knife is practiced in this way, maybe he can be trained as a dart player, Xia Yu thought about his own bitterness.

One or two rows of corn stalks are filled with half-baskets of corn cobs. For fourteen-year-old Xia Yu, the corn that carried the entire back basket did not have such great strength. Xia Yu went home directly with Banlou's corn cob, poured it on the bamboo mat that had already been spread out on the side of the road, and then continued like this. When you are hungry, you will nibble on the hot buns on the coal stove, and when you are thirsty, you will drink boiled water, and when it is almost ten o'clock, Xia Yu, Xia Jie, and Wang Xiuzhen have been busy for three or four hours, exhausted. The sun began to get hot and uncomfortable, and Xia Yu felt more tired than he had cleaned up all day before he took a field of corn home. Looking at the increasingly scorching sun, Wang Xiuzhen was worried about the body of a pair of children and was afraid of heat stroke, so she hurriedly took the two children home to make up for their sleepiness and rest.

When Xia Yu and Xia Jie were lying in their respective rooms and falling asleep, Wang Xiu spread out the corn in the bamboo mat, picked out the tender corn cobs, and returned to the room at eleven o'clock to start sleeping.