After eating a big bowl of fish at noon, it is naturally impossible to provide a large amount of fish and meat at night.

These days, there is not much oil and water in the dishes.

When washing the dishes, wipe it with a loofah pulp, and it will be basically clean.

It was also Feng Sufen who was supposed to work tonight.

But where is she the kind of person who is willing to work?

Supporting his waist with one hand, as soon as he covered his stomach, he dropped a pile of dishes and chopsticks, slipped back to the room, lay on the kang, and fell asleep.

It's not the first time Su Zhaodi has encountered this situation.

She didn't say anything, got up silently, and brought the dishes and chopsticks to the stove, and after a while, there was the sound of water.

The old lady didn't speak, but she remembered all these little things in her heart.

Today, Feng Sufen has a big belly and has no work to do, and when she is out of confinement, she has to do it back.

How can there be a mother who is in charge, but her daughter is like an old scalper, working all day and night.

It doesn't make sense!

Su Qingfeng took two sweet potatoes, soaked a cup of malt milk essence, and walked into the stove room.

When soaking malt milk essence in the middle, Feng Sufen still smelled the smell and wanted to come over and take a sip.

As a result, when she saw that it was Su Qingfeng who soaked wheat milk essence, she turned around again.

Seeing her leave, she seemed to be afraid of being stopped by Su Qingfeng.

When he arrived at the stove room, Su Qingfeng saw that there was a pot of water warm on the stove, and buried two sweet potatoes in the stove.

After doing this, he handed the malt milk essence to Su Zhaodi, "Sister, drink the malt milk essence first, and I'll wash the rest of the dishes." I see you've been busy all day, inside and out. I didn't eat much at night, and you can't bear it even if you're an iron man. ”

Su Zhaodi was a little flustered, "It's so decent, what kind of malt milk essence is soaked." Sister doesn't like to eat these, you are injured, you drink. Malt milk is so sweet, I can't stand the taste. ”

.

This is pure.

Who doesn't like sweets these days?

Su Qingfeng usually smiled, and he didn't seem to have any temper.

But now, he was as stubborn as a cow, he insisted on stuffing the malt milk essence into Su Zhaodi's hand, then rolled up his sleeves, and quickly brushed the dishes with a loofah.

At first, his movements were a little jerky, but soon, he found the feeling in his memory, and the speed of washing dishes became faster.

Su Zhaodi was a little anxious, "Qingfeng, you let it go!" Sister, come! How can there be a big man who washes the dishes, this is not to be laughed to death. ”

Su Qingfeng didn't care, "What's the point of brushing a bowl?" In the factory of the National People's Congress, the position of dishwasher in the canteen was still robbed. What's the matter, it's okay to wash dishes in the canteen, but not at home? A big man, brushing a bowl will become a waste? ”

"If you want me to say that I don't do anything, and I am offered by my family, then it is called waste."

Seeing that he was brushing the dishes and brushing the dishes, and he was still in a set of clothes, I don't know why, Su Zhaodi's worry in her heart suddenly decreased a lot, and even her mood improved, and she burst out laughing.

She held the precious enamel cup at home and drank a sip of soaked malt milk essence, with a rich milk flavor, sweet, as if it could be sweet to people's hearts.

Speaking of which, although there was malt milk essence at home before, Zhao Di watched it from afar.

Today is the first time I have drunk malt milk essence.

She took one sip after another, cherishing and enjoying it, and even the hunger in her stomach disappeared a lot.

Su Qingfeng was not in a hurry, and slowly began to clean.

He can't be idle, and he loves to be clean, so he just had the opportunity today, so he will clean it up by the way.

When he was halfway through the cleaning, he saw that the time was almost up, so he pulled out two sweet potatoes from the stove, and when he touched his hand, he grinned with hot teeth.

Su Zhaodi looked at it and laughed again.

"I'll come, I have thick calluses on my hands, and I'm not afraid of getting hot."

When she said this, Su Zhaodi looked calm, as if she was telling an extremely ordinary thing.

When she swallowed the sweet potato with the skin, Su Qingfeng sat on the small bench and suddenly smiled:

"Third sister, do you remember the last time we sat here and ate sweet potatoes?"

Su Zhaodi recalled that scene in an instant.

At that time, it was common for their two bedrooms and three sisters to go hungry.

It's like now, when you are hungry, you have sweet potatoes, and you still have sauerkraut fish to eat during the day.

She burst into laughter, "Yes." How can you not remember? Now that I think about it, it didn't take long, but there was so much going on. ”

Su Qingfeng flicked the spark and suddenly asked, "At that time, Laidi was eating sweet potatoes and said that he would make a lot of money in the future." Zhao Di said to study hard. So...... What about the third sister? ”

"Me?" Su Zhaodi was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting that she would have her own share.

She subconsciously took a bite of the sweet potato, chewed it for a moment, and hesitated, "I'm so old, what else can I do?" I, ah, now I want to find an honest man, marry the past, and live a down-to-earth life. ”

She looked at Su Qingfeng, her face was sallow, and she still had a rustic braid tied behind her back, but her eyes were very gentle: "Fourth brother, my sister has nothing to pursue in her life." Being able to live a life in peace and stability is actually a blessing. ”

"I know that you always feel in your heart that my mother treats me badly, that she always ...... Stealing and cheating. But if you look at other villages, how many people were starved to death during the famine? The original Sister Da Ni, she also saw you when she was a child, and later ...... Also sent away. ”

Su Qingfeng knew in his heart that this was to send him away, but in fact, it was nothing more than being a daughter-in-law for someone, as for who the husband was...... Naturally, he won't be a good person.

Like widowers, second-rate people, and ruffians, I'm afraid they are all good.

I'm afraid of meeting someone who likes to drink and beat his wife.

This kind of thing, only zero times and countless times.

Once you are sold to such a family, I am afraid that you will fall into the quagmire for the rest of your life.

Su Zhaodi is not stupid, on the contrary, she is very inward-looking.

She knew everything, she just hid it and didn't say anything.

Seeing that the two sweet potatoes were about to be finished, Su Zhaodi sat on the pony and suddenly sang softly:

"Three watches in the middle of the night~Looking forward to the dawn~"

"The cold winter wax moon yo ~ looking forward to the spring breeze ~"

"If you want to look forward to it~The Red Army is coming~"

"The ridge is blooming all over yo ~ Yingshan red ~"

She had heard this song on the radio at home before, although she had only listened to it once or twice, but Su Zhaodi still kept the lyrics in her heart.

When she sang this song, she only felt as if her chest was cleansed, and her whole person fell into a state of concentration.

Her usual weak voice, when singing the lyrics, the words are clear, as if she can burst out with amazing vitality.

Su Qingfeng sat on the side, and under this crisp and loud, tenacious and energetic voice, he seemed to really feel the sense of hope in the lyrics, seeing the clouds and seeing the future, and witnessing the endless dawn illuminating the earth.

As he listened, his fingers unconsciously clasped lightly on his knees, as if in deep thought of something.