After the college entrance examination, Xiao Hong was really physically and mentally exhausted, and felt that his whole person was hollowed out.

She was not nervous, and felt that even if she couldn't pass the exam, she had a way out.

But seeing that my sister and most of her classmates are studying hard, they can get up earlier than a chicken without an alarm clock, go to bed later than a dog, and they are also discussing and studying between classes.

In particular, Xiao Fang carefully brushed the questions on the side, which made her feel that she was her sister's control group, so she could only follow the battle to sharpen the gun.

Now that the college entrance examination is over, she doesn't think about her grades at all, and sleeps in the dark first.

Next, she wants to go to bed early and get up late, and wants to live a leisurely and beautiful life with her shirt and her mouth open.

It's a pity that the little devil in the family is now more than two months old, and he is no longer like when he was born, and he can sleep like a little piglet when he is full of food and drink.

Zhao Yancan's child is awake more now, and his temper is not small, and when he opened his eyes and didn't see anyone on the side, he immediately howled and cried.

That cry was simply a magic sound, which could scare Xiao Hong, who was immersed in Zhou Gong's beauty, awake.

Now the family has to sell stews at noon, that is, they have to be a little busy, even if Wu Julan hurts her son, she will not hear the cry and run up.

As the old saying goes, crying can you still practice lung capacity?

Xiao Hong had no choice but to get up bitterly to take care of the little devil.

What made her even more tormented was that at this time, the little devil was either urinated or pulled, and he was a little dirty child.

She held her breath and saw that her brother was just peeing, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, changed his diaper a little rustily, and looked at the alarm clock It was almost ten o'clock, even if she lay back and couldn't sleep, so she hugged her brother downstairs.

Downstairs, Grandma Zhao, Fei Fei and Xiao Fangyanyan were all repairing a pot of small fish outside the back door.

Wu Julan is washing kelp, and Zhao Laosi is changing briquettes.

Except for her and her younger brother who slept lazily until now, the family is busy.

However, Xiao Hong is thick-skinned, and he will definitely not blush because of this.

She came to Wu Julan: "Mom, you go and feed my brother some milk, and I'll wash the kelp." ”

This bone stewed kelp tastes good, but you have to be very careful when washing, otherwise you will be disgusted by the guests when you eat sand.

Wu Julan kept in her hand: "It's okay, can you still practice your voice after a few howls?" ”

When her son was born, she was also very happy, and no one could say that she couldn't give birth to a son, and she felt that she was all angry.

But it's been two months, and that bit of excitement has almost evaporated, especially some time ago, when her daughters were nervous about studying, and she was afraid that her son's crying would affect her daughters.

Therefore, as soon as the son moved, he immediately picked up and coaxed, and also raised his son.

Now that her daughters have finished the exams, she is impatient to serve her little ancestor so carefully.

After all, the first three daughters are not as difficult to serve as their sons.

I have to say, hearing her mother say this, Xiao Hong's heart is still a little happy.

Then she spit on herself again, how can she compete with the little boy for favor?

"Okay then, I'll feed my brother some water." Xiao Hong fed him some warm boiled water with a spoon, which really made him stop crying.

Upstairs and downstairs there are bamboo cradles, which are said to have been used by Yanyan before, and now it is just right for my younger brother to use them in the summer.

But the little guy is not easy to fool, and he also knows how to enjoy it, so he put him down, and immediately opened his mouth and howled.

Xiao Hong could only continue to pick him up and thought: "Aren't you afraid of the heat when you hold you?" I'm afraid you'll get prickly heat. ”

After speaking, he touched his brother's fleshy soft chin.

Now their family is having a better life, Wu Julan eats well, and she can also ensure that the little guy's rations are sufficient, so the little guy who is only more than two months old is white and fat, with round eyes, and is still very cute.

The little baby grinned unconsciously.

Zhao Laosi was very happy when he saw it, and felt that he was worthy of being his son, and he knew how to hug his thighs at such a young age.

In this summer, the last place Xiao Hong wants to go is the kitchen, where there are six large briquette stoves, either to make lo-mei or stew bones.

Now entering the kitchen is like entering a steamer.

When Zhao Laosi came out, the sweatshirt on his body was half wet, he wiped his face with a towel hanging around his neck, and then took a bowl and poured herbal tea into the crockpot teapot to drink.

After drinking two bowls in a row, he sat on the stool next to him and picked up the fan fan: "It's getting hotter and hotter, you are on vacation now, if it's too hot, you can go home and live for a few days, it's cooler in the mountains." ”

There are two ceiling fans installed in the store, and Xiao Hong has screwed it to the third gear before, which is just right for her as a person who doesn't work.

Seeing him hot like this now, Xiao Hong misses the air conditioner in his heart.

But thinking of the 'sky-high price' of air conditioning, she can only think about it in her heart.

She cared about her family's business: "Is our family's business okay now?" ”

"A month ago, there were also stews sold with us on the old street, and the price they set was three triangles lower than ours, and our side was a little affected."

At the beginning, Zhao Laosi was also very anxious, but his daughters were very important in their studies, and he and his family never mentioned it, and now when he heard her ask, he said truthfully: "Fortunately, the weather is hot now, and many of the proprietors who open shops are impatient to cook, and they will also come to patronize our business." ”

Ordinary people are definitely reluctant to go to the restaurant.

One person costs more than three yuan, and now a family of five is the least.

If a family eats a meal, the day's salary is gone.

But they have only opened a store to do business in the past few years, and they are willing to spend money if they can make money, not to mention that the food they cook in the store tastes good, even if it is cheaper than the new one on the old street, most people are still too lazy to go, and they still like to patronize their business.

Because of Zhao Laosi's good service attitude, if people don't want to come out to eat, he can also deliver it to the door.

Therefore, even if it is cheap on the old street, he can sell fifty or sixty copies at noon, and if he can't sell it with a freezer, it won't be spoiled overnight.

Especially now during the summer vacation, some bosses say that their children buy dumplings at their house in the morning to eat, and at noon they either eat stewed vegetables or fried chicken, even if they eat dinner at home, there are also lo-mei sold by their family on the table.

Xiao Hong had long thought that someone would follow suit.

Like in her dream, there are more than a dozen snack bars opposite the clothing store, including claypot rice.

But the claypot rice sold in that store didn't taste very good, and when she was hungry, she still took a few buses to the restaurant that sold claypot rice with good taste far away to make a tooth sacrifice.

Anyway, I will definitely go there four or five times a month.

It can be seen that as long as the taste is good, even if it is a little expensive, there will still be repeat customers.

Therefore, Xiao Hong was not worried that there was no business in the store, but repeatedly advised: "In this summer, let's make less lo-mei, even if there is a refrigerator, but the taste of lo-mei overnight will still be a little worse." ”

(End of chapter)