91Bless me with a meal of braised pork

Wang Zemin looked at him and said viciously: "Don't think about learning from your aunt and aunt, Lao Tzu can't spare you if he catches him." ”

"Hmm!" Wang Zhixue should go down, bend down and tie up the straw handles with straw ropes and pile them under the courtyard wall.

Yang Liqun took a bundle of straw and went to the stove room, scooped three scoops of water and poured it into the pot, only scooped a small half bowl of rice and poured it into the pot after a little washing, lit the fire and went to the backyard to start pulling cabbage, and when the porridge was cooked, cut the vegetables into thin dishes and cook cabbage porridge.

Wang Zhixue went to the backyard after the grass was finished, took out two zongzi from his pocket, and handed them to Yang Liqun: "Mom, my aunt is here to sell them." ”

Yang Liqun took it and looked at him lovingly: "Wait for Zhilin to come back and give him food." ”

Wang Zhixue took it and untied it and handed it to her: "Mom, you eat, Zhilin, I will earn money to buy it for him in the future." ”

Yang Liqun looked at her son with relief, and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes stretched: "Mom eats." ”

Her family is poor, but she has three sensible and filial sons, as long as the family works together, they can live a good life sooner or later.

Wang Zhixue happily watched her finish eating the zongzi, and then told her everything he saw and heard today: "Mom, my aunt told me about the business of the garment factory, and my aunt originally wanted to go, but when she saw that I wanted to go, she gave it to me." ”

"In the afternoon, I saw that my aunt's business was also good, but I couldn't catch up with my aunt, and I thought that my aunt's things were not cheap, but those people were willing to buy them. After we went to the black market behind the garment factory, my aunt helped me pay the booth fee. ”

Yang Liqun's eyes turned red after hearing this: "Okay, good, I'll rest assured that their business is good." Zhixue, you have to remember your feelings, don't learn those pink eye, and you can't see your family making money. ”

"Your aunt is also miserable, she was widowed with your cousin at a young age, and she was still poor, and her mother couldn't sleep well when she thought about it a while."

"Fortunately, your aunt has woken up, found a way to make money, and is willing to take us to earn money together. You should follow your aunt to learn to do business, don't look at the mountain high. ”

"As the old saying goes, boats help boats, boats, boats, and boats, bosses help water ghosts, only if your aunt and aunt have a way to think of helping us. You and Wang Sanwa are still friends with Mao Gen'er, and people have been setting up stalls to do business since last year, why didn't he tell you, for fear that you would know! ”

Wang Zhixue also thought a lot today, he looked up at his mother, and said solemnly: "Mom, don't worry, I know how bad it is, and I will never be a white-eyed wolf." ”

Yang Liqun patted her son's shoulder: "With your words, my mother will be relieved." In the evening, I will sew the basket, urea bag, and trousers for you, and put them in the firewood room, and you can get them yourself when the time comes. ”

Wang Zhixue nodded: "After eating, I want to go to the mountain bag of the construction brigade and cut a little more zongzi leaves to send to my uncle's house." ”

"Go ahead!"

After the mother and son said yes, Wang Zhixue helped wash the vegetables, pulled a handful of coriander to wash them, cut some green onions, patted two garlic cloves, and scooped some bean paste and mixed it cold.

Yang Liqun grabbed the salted vegetables again, cut them finely, poured some vegetable oil and stir-fried them a few times, and put them on a plate and brought them to the table.

The second Wang Zhilin walked into the stove room and glanced at the food on the table, there were more porridges and less rice, cold coriander didn't even put some red oil, and the salt vegetables were shriveled.

sat on the stool and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Every day, it's either braised porridge or cabbage porridge, and I'm going to vomit." ”

"Smack!" Wang Zemin split his head and gave him a look: "If you don't eat it, get out, Lao Tzu told you, it's good to have these for you to eat, we ate grass roots and bark at that time, and almost ate Guanyin soil......"

Wang Zhilin lowered his head and muttered: "Here it is again, my ears are calloused." ”

Wang Zemin took away the porridge in front of him, and his face darkened: "Go to Lao Tzu to kneel in the hall, I am disgusted with the east and the west, and you can eat all the water for three days when you are hungry." ”

Wang Zhilin didn't dare to fight back, walked towards the hall house, and knelt under the portrait of the great man hanging in the hall: "Old man, you let us turn over and be the master, can you bless me to eat a meal of braised pork in January, I will kowtow to you every day!" "Saying that, he knocked his head three times.

Yang Liqun was outside the door of the hall, looking at him and sighing secretly: Half the eldest child eats the poor old man, there is no oil and water in his stomach, and people are hungry fast, don't blame him for working and stealing, playing tricks and slippery all day long and thinking about eating.

Wang Zemin is an old cow tendon again, and he specially confronts the cadres on the team, and the team leader arranges heavy work for the two children every time.

Yang Liqun endured his sadness and turned his head, just to see if the boss can make money this time?

Wang Zhixue left after eating, Yang Liqun took out the remaining zongzi, scooped a bowl of cabbage porridge and brought it to the hall: "Eat quickly, the second child, your brother took the zongzi from your aunt." ”

Wang Zhilin took the zongzi and smelled it, smiled and said, "It's so fragrant, there's meat in it?" ”

Yang Liqun smiled and nodded: "Hmm! Red beans, salted meat, brown. ”

Wang Zhilin untied the brown rope and took a bite in two or three times, "It's delicious!" As he spoke, he broke some and fed it to Yang Liqun's mouth, "Mom, you eat it too." ”

"You eat!" Yang Liqun looked at her son sadly, "When your brother earns money with your aunt, your mother will cook braised pork for you to eat once a month." ”

Wang Zhixue remembered that he had just begged for this, and was a little ashamed, and fed the broken zongzi to her mouth: "Mom! I also want to set up a stall to earn money. ”

Yang Liqun nodded, swallowed the zongzi, and rubbed his head: "When your brother earns the capital, you will go again." ”

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When Lin Lan arrived home, Lin Yuezhen had already cooked the rice, and she was busy scooping out the glutinous rice and beans and soaking them in warm water.

At night, the two made the pea cake that Zhou Xiaohong wanted, and the zongzi were boiled and stewed in the pot, and it was past twelve o'clock when they went to bed.

I wake up at five in the morning and start busy.

As soon as the morning dawned, Wang Xueming came with a load of zongzi leaves: "Uncle, I don't see that there are many zongzi leaves on the side of Niubei Mountain, so I went to the mountain bag and cut some over." ”

Lin Lan saw that there was still dew in the dumpling leaves in the burden, and said with a smile: "Go early in the morning!" Come in and have breakfast together. ”

"I've eaten it!" Wang Xueming took out the dumpling leaves and piled them on the eaves, "Auntie, I'll go back first, and I'll come back in the afternoon." ”

Lin Lan hurriedly picked up some zongzi and gave them to him: "Take these back to your parents and brother to eat." ”

Wang Xueming blushed: "My dad didn't know when I came over, and he would be scolded if he took it back." ”

Lin Lan put the zongzi in his burden: "What are you afraid of!" He dared to scold you when his aunt gave it. ”

Wang Xueming had to accept it: "Thank you, aunt!" I'll go back first. ”

Lin Lan sent him to the gate of the courtyard, went back to look at the dumpling leaves piled up on the eaves, picked them up and put them in his pocket, and brought them to the ditch to scrub.

Zhou Xiaohong ordered a hundred zongzi on the first day, and when she came back in the afternoon, she hurriedly came to Lin Lan and doubled the amount.

On the first day of Wang Zhixue's stall, Lin Lan prepared sixty for each of his varieties, and also prepared a separate tasting for him.

Although the garment factory has to pay money, there is a morning market and an evening market, although Wang Zhixue said that it was the first day to go out of the stall, but there was an endless stream of people who came to the black market to buy things during the Duanyang Festival.

The food in his stall was clean and tidy, and the food in the basket and wooden basin was good and delicious, and he sold all the things when he finished the sale.

It was the first time for Senior Wang Zhi to carry so much money at such an age, he held the money in his trouser pocket with one hand, thinking that he had earned twelve yuan on the first day, and his happy heart was about to fly to the sky.

When I went back, I bought a pack of tiger bone paste for my mother, and after a few days, I returned my aunt's money, and cut a pound of pork belly for Zhilin to make braised pork......

Yang Zhigang came out with a dustpan broom, and saw a silly boy with two big round patches on his buttocks and patches on his shoulders, standing there holding his trouser pocket and smirking, walking over and patting him.

(End of chapter)