Dong Huiling walked into the house from the outside, handed her the things in the bowl, and said with some sad emotion, "Hey, my Yu'er used to like to eat it the most, but unfortunately I can't eat it, and I don't know if it's sold below, if there is, I don't know if she has the money to buy it!" ”

Chu Yulan took the bowl with tears, and there were two golden persimmon buns in the bowl, made of ripe persimmons and flour, which were sweet and smooth to eat, and the taste was very good.

In the past, she liked to eat very much, but after marrying Liao Defeng, she rarely went back to her parents' house, and rarely went to see her grandmother, and she didn't care so much about food.

"Okay, just eat one, it's delicious, you can't eat more." Dong Huiling saw that she was about to eat the second one after eating one, so she hurriedly snatched it from her hand, smiled and comforted, "It's okay, when you leave later, let your brother-in-law send you and give you more, and you go back and let your family taste it." ”

"Thank you, grandma!" Chu Yulan licked her mouth unsatisfied, wiped her hands clean, and was ready to start getting to the point, "Grandma, are there many people in our village who grow hawthorn and winter pears?" ”

"Much, why not much, every household plants a lot, the wind is strong in the mountains, the winter is cold, no matter whose yard or in the ground, a few trees will be planted, and the children will be snacks in winter, and they can also be sent to relatives." Dong Huiling sat on the edge of the kang, lovingly touched Chu Yulan's clothes, and let her see her deceased granddaughter through her.

"Didn't you think about selling?" Chu Yulan came by car all the way and saw strings of red hawthorns on the branches, and even two hawthorn trees were planted in the yard of the Dong family.

"What to sell, it's not worth much, whoever wants it in the village will take it, I heard some time ago that someone collects it, and it's eight cents for a dollar, so it's better to give it to the children as a snack." Dong Huiling has many grandchildren and relatives and friends in her family, plus Wu Xiuying lives at the foot of the mountain and does not plant hawthorn, and the hawthorn she planted was finally given to Wu Xiuying.

"Come, I'll give you two, but they're not cooked yet, and they'll be cooked in a few months, and I'll send you a basket when the time comes." Wu Jianhua heard that Chu Yulan had been talking about hawthorn, went out of the house and picked two on the tree, handed them to her, looked at the bared teeth she ate, and laughed, "Sour, it's not ripe, that's it, it's sour and astringent, and when it's cooked, it's sweet and sour~ soft and delicious." ”

Chu Yulan likes to eat sour, but she can't eat this kind of sourness, and she can only hold the remaining half of the hawthorn in her hand. In front of Dong Huiling, she won't throw things, the old man has a lot of hard life, he is very thrifty, and he can't see people wasting food.

In the eyes of the elderly, everything that can satisfy hunger is food, which can save lives at critical moments, and wasting food is disrespectful to life.

Chu Yulan suddenly felt that what she had thought about was now unable to say it, how should she say it, how could she say it so that the Dong family would not be implicated.

She can ignore her conscience and say that she is only the factory director, and the people in the village will sell her things for face, but once her details are exposed, everyone knows the inside story, and no one will be willing to associate with a person who owes millions of huge debts.

At that time, the people in the village would pour all their resentment on her grandmother and uncle, and she would never do this, but unfortunately the loan was to buy machinery and equipment, and it could not be spent on it.

After thinking about it, Chu Yulan decided to change her original mind, she believed that there was no endless road, and the boat would naturally go straight to the bridge.