Chapter 17 Eating hot pot in heavy snow
Just thinking about buying a sewing machine and ignoring the transportation, Xu Wenli went out for a turn, and saw a small cart with an iron frame on the side of the gable of her uncle's house, and even the wheels were iron.
"Uncle, can you sell me your car together?"
"If you want it, the sewing machine will even be 100 yuan for this car, and you won't bargain!"
The sewing machine is old, at most fifty yuan, the car is only twenty yuan, Xu Wenli is seventy yuan, and the old man doesn't do it.
Xu Wenli turned around and left, she was not short of money, but she didn't want to be wronged.
The old man stopped her, and the two bargained for a long time, and finally sold for seventy-five yuan.
If it weren't for the snow falling heavier and heavier, Xu Wenli would still want to grind it again, and when she saw the snow flakes in the sky scattered as if she didn't need money, she thought it would be better to go home quickly!
Passing by the grocery store, I saw two people carrying wooden barrels on a small cart, complaining about the bad weather, complaining that the pigs were going to stink today, and I didn't know if I wanted to send them to the canteen.
"Comrade, have you cleaned up your pigs? How to sell it! "The smell is not too heavy, it should have been treated, if it is stinky, Xu Wenli will not dare to ask for it.
"If you buy a set of sewers, add a pig's head for two yuan, and if you want pig's trotters, add five cents, count you two yuan and five, here are two sets of sewerage, you just give five yuan."
Xu Wenli pinched her nose and stepped forward, her heart, liver and lungs were all there, but the hair on the pig's head and pig's trotters was not dealt with: "Do I want a set to sell?" ”
A middle-aged woman heard the movement outside and walked out: "Comrade, you have bought a handful, these two wooden barrels have also been given to you, and you can see if it is okay to wipe two cents for you." ”
Xu Wenli's eyes fell on the wooden barrel, and it was just right to take this kind of bucket back to bathe the child: "I left a big wooden barrel, can you change a small wooden barrel with a bag lid for me?" I put the smelly intestines or something in the inside and put it on the lid. ”
The main thing is that the small wooden barrel can carry water when she comes home, and she can also carry things.
The middle-aged woman asked the person who carried the bucket just now to help Xu Wenli load things, Xu Wenli said to find the car, pushed out the car bought from the old man's house at the corner, and pushed the car into the heavy snow after the barrel was loaded and paid.
In this kind of weather, there are very few pedestrians on the road.
Out of the town, Xu Wenli put down the cart in the space and found a few large bags that could be sealed to load the unloaded, and the pig's head and pig's trotters were packed separately.
"Don't give me a thousand servings of these things, then I'll have to eat them until the Year of the Monkey."
A transparent toolboard appears in the space: the number of each item can be increased from one to ten to hundreds, with a thousand copies being the upper limit.
Then just come to ten pigs to order, and the cart I bought today will also come to ten, and ten bags of high dry powder are enough.
Space again: You can put the extra share of each item on other items.
Then add it to cotton, sewing machines, and radios, and later have the opportunity to buy watches, televisions, and reduce the number of other items appropriately.
Seeing the heavier and heavier snow, Xu Wenli hurried back, but the bicycle couldn't be ridden, so she could only go back with her legs.
Under normal circumstances, you can walk for an hour and a half to get home, but today after walking for two and a half hours, you are about to turn into a snowman, and you don't even see the head of the village.
The snow has reached the calf, the more difficult it is, the slower it is, and when she can't walk, Xu Wenli sits down to rest.
She put on her hat, gloves, and thick snow shoes, and continued to walk in the snowstorm......
With heavy snow and cloudy days, Xu Wenli felt that the sky was getting darker and darker, and the surroundings were white, so it was easy to get lost.
"Jianjun daughter-in-law!"
"Xu Wenli!"
Why does it sound like someone is calling herself, Xu Wenli took off her hat and listened carefully for a long time, she was indeed calling her.
Hurriedly took out a package from the space, and a pig's heart: "I'm here!" ”
When Xu Wenli went home, her head was covered with snow and she became a veritable snowman.
Shi Guihua helped her light the fire: "The two children have eaten, I brought you two mixed noodles steamed buns, and a bowl of mixed pickles, Jianjun's daughter-in-law, it will get colder and colder in the future, but don't go far, the two children are frightened." ”
What Shi Guihua didn't say was that she was even more afraid that Xu Wenli would never return, what would the two children do when the time came?
"Auntie, I know, now that I have firewood and food and drink at home, I will take my children to be honest at home and never go out again."
After the outsiders left, the dragon and phoenix fetus kept sticking to her, and even if she wanted to go out to the toilet, the two children kept looking at the door.
"Don't be afraid, daughter, I won't leave you alone."
Mu Qiaoqiao rushed over and hugged Xu Wenli's legs: "My brother and I have no father anymore, we can't be without a mother anymore!" ”
"Silly boy, my parents are here, and I won't leave you both."
The snow was still falling, and the next morning she couldn't open the door, so Xu Wenli took out a lot of firewood from the space and put it in the house, and dug a way with a shovel to the latrine and firewood shed.
The snow on the roof was also very thick, and Xu Wenli was a little worried, afraid that the roof would collapse.
It is estimated that no one will come to the door in this weather, Xu Wenli decided to make a hot pot to eat, and then take the time to clean up the pig.
When I took the ingredients for the hot pot from the space, I took a look at the things that were put in yesterday, the sewing machine was long and long, and there were carts and barrels, and the ten big pig's heads were stacked separately.
This space is magical, it will automatically expand with the increase of things, Xu Wenli decided to find more good things to put in it, and wait for the reform and opening up in a few years to go to the sea to do business.
"Mom, what are you doing, it's so fragrant!" Mu Qiaoqiao shouted in the back room.
"Be quiet, and others will hear you." Mu Zhuangzhuang hurriedly got up and covered his sister's mouth.
"Good son, baby girl, hurry up and get dressed, Mom made a hot pot today, a lot of meat!"
There is meat! The two little guys quickly climbed out of the bed, and Mu Zhuangzhuang helped his sister get dressed first, and then put on it himself.
The two children worked together to fold the quilt, and Xu Wenli entered the house with a steaming hot pot.
The child is too young, Xu Wenli makes clear soup hot pot, mutton rolls and various meatballs, and two bags of instant noodles.
The side dishes include dried tofu, bean sprouts, and rape, and the two children saw the hot pot for the first time, which was particularly novel.
The mother was sweating profusely after eating, and after eating and drinking, Xu Wenli asked the two children to sweep the floor and clean up the stools and firewood.
She lit a charcoal brazier in the house, which made it warmer.
"Mom's meat is so delicious today, is there anything else?" Mu Qiaoqiao asked with a pair of big sparkling eyes.
"We don't want to eat meat in the future, Mom, don't you go far away, okay?" Mu Zhuangzhuang's eyes were extremely sincere.
Seeing Xu Wenli's appearance when she came back yesterday, Mu Zhuangzhuang's heart rose with an unprecedented sense of fear, if something really happened to his mother, it is estimated that no one in this world will care about them.
At that time, let alone live in a warm house and wear cotton clothes, I am afraid that they will not even be able to eat a full meal.
Maybe he'll die this winter.