Lin Jinping took out one of the handfuls of cabbage, and then listened to Xiaomeng, took five pastries wrapped in oiled paper, and handed them to her.

Zhou Yunmeng said: "It's okay to continue cooking noodles tonight, knock two eggs and sprinkle some green onions, it's simple and convenient." ”

Lin Jinping knew what Xiaomeng meant, but he felt sorry for him that he was tired from such a purchase today, and he didn't want him to cook and stir-fry anymore.

He agreed: "Okay, Xiaomeng, you can rest assured, I know it in my heart." ”

Zhou Yunmeng: "Then I'll deliver food." ”

The advantage of being close to neighbors on the same floor is here, just walk two steps out of the door.

She walked next door and knocked on the door, and there was an answer from inside, it was Qinghua who came to open the door.

Zhou Yunmeng greeted her with a smile: "It's Qinghua, is your mother cooking?" ”

Qinghua nodded, shouted "Aunt Yunmeng" with difficulty, and then spoke a lot smoother: "Come in and sit, my mother is in the kitchen, I'll call her." ”

"It's okay, don't shout, your family borrowed us a handful of cabbage yesterday, I'll come over to return the food, Qinghua, you can help me bring it in."

"And this, just five pieces of mung bean cake, while it is fresh, I will give it to you to taste."

Qinghua knew about the choy sum, so he only took the choy sum, waved his hand and refused, saying, "I can't take this mung bean cake, Yunmeng...... Auntie, keep it for yourself. ”

Zhou Yunmeng smiled: "It's all the neighbors who are polite, I know that you don't take a catty, so I deliberately took five yuan over, and gave your family a piece to taste, it's nothing, your mother will accept it if she knows." ”

She stuffed the oiled paper bag into Qinghua's hand, touched the child's head and smiled like a camellia, "Thank you Qinghua." ”

When the door was closed, Qinghua's child was still in a trance, Aunt Gangyun Meng's tone of voice was so gentle, and the hand that fell on her head was so gentle.

Sister-in-law Fang took a plate of fried vegetables out and put them on the dining table, and saw her daughter with her back to her and was stunned at the door: "Qinghua, why are you standing at the door?" I just heard someone knock on the door, who is it? ”

"Just Cloud Dream...... Neither. ”

Qinghua turned around and walked over, and showed her mother the oiled paper wrap of the cabbage sum in her left hand and her right hand: "Mother, Aunt Gangyunmeng took the cabbage sum and returned it to us, and said that these five mung bean cakes were given to us to try, I didn't want to accept it, but she stuffed it for me...... And say thank you. ”

Sister-in-law Fang just listened to the previous words, but she didn't notice that her daughter's emotions were more behind the latter sentence.

She took the handful of cabbage, which was more than the one Yun Meng took last night, and then opened the oiled paper bag, and there were five mung bean cakes lying inside.

Whenever a pound of mung bean cake comes over, even if it is in the hands of the girl, Sister-in-law Fang can chase the door and return it.

These five pieces of mung bean cake are really just for their family to taste fresh, not much but affectionate.

It is estimated that the couple just came back by the afternoon bus.

Sister-in-law Fang said: "Since you Aunt Yunmeng gave it, then take it, and eat it one by one after eating." ”

Qinghua was surprised that her mother would accept it, and Aunt Yunmeng was right.

Qingwei and Qingyang ran out of the house, and when they saw the five mung bean cakes in their mother's hand, they were hungry, and they didn't dare to say anything when they heard that it was given by Aunt Yunmeng.

When they heard that their mother said that they could eat mung bean cake after dinner, they cheered.

A wall apart.

When Zhou Yunmeng came back here, Lin Jinping had already cooked the noodles almost enough.

After a while, there were two more bowls of steaming noodles on the table.

It is also decorated with green onions, and this time there are egg flowers floating around, and even the soup is more yellow than last night's.

Without explanation, there were still three or four softly boiled cabbage sums in the bowl.

Lin Jinping said: "Xiaomeng, you eat first, there are cabbage sum and noodles in the pot, and I will clip it for you later." ”

Zhou Yunmeng should be good.

The couple also felt that it tasted good when they ate this dinner.

Lin Jinping ate a bowl of it.

Zhou Yunmeng's speed is not slow, there are eggs and vegetables on this side, and it is the most nutritious.

After the meal, the two of them packed up the things they had bought together.

The sack of fish and chickens bought from the farmer's market, when he came back, Lin Jinping had already packed it up and put it across the water.

This kind of slowness, that is, now that the weather is cold, you can only delay it until the afternoon and come back, and it may have tasted in the hot summer.

I even put the greens in the kitchen.

All that will be collected are sugar, pastries, and rice and fuqiang flour bought from grain and oil shops, including black beans and sesame seeds.

Lin Jinping brought it into the kitchen and sorted it into the place where it should be placed.

Zhou Yunmeng took the box of alabaster he bought and the belt he gave to Lin Jinping into the room and put it in the room, and the embroidered shirt and red plaid skirt could be dried later after washing.

The sandals are even more than enough to be left in the water.

After she cleaned up, she went to the kitchen to help Lin Jinping, and when she saw that everything was cleaned up, she pulled someone back to the room and asked him to sit on a chair in front of the dressing mirror, facing the dressing mirror.

Because this chair does not have a backrest, it is more convenient.

He walked around behind him: "Jinping, I'll give you a shoulder and a hand." ”

Lin Jinping had just guessed it when he pulled him into the room from Xiaomeng, and he smiled well.

Zhou Yunmeng put his hands on his broad shoulders and pinched them, he couldn't pinch them at all, they were too solid.

She clenched her hands into fists, raised and fell, again and again, and slowly thumped out her rhythm.

Lin Jinping looked at Xiaomeng in the mirror, her eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles, her lowered eyes were soft, and her slender white hand clenched into a fist, which fell on his shoulder and pounded his heart.

Its strength is not enough, it is gently like playing, but Lin Jinping especially enjoys this kind of play.

He didn't want Xiaomeng to give him a shoulder beat.

Zhou Yunmeng didn't know that her strength at this time was like when she was tired of writing articles in the Lin family, and she used candy to shout tiger head stones to beat her shoulders.

But something is better than nothing, she looked up in the mirror Lin Jinping's handsome eyebrows and eyes were lightly raised, the slightly sharp outline softened, and the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't hide it.

Zhou Yunmeng also unconsciously raised the curvature of the corners of his mouth.

When the shoulders were pounded enough, she changed to rub her hands, mainly the left hand she leaned on when watching the movie.

Gripping his left upper arm with both hands in unison, he felt only the stiff bulging muscles, and the endless heat in his palms seemed to show the vigorous power contained in it.

Subconsciously, Zhou Yun dreamed that when the love was strong at night, this strong and powerful hand supported her, which made people unstoppably soft.

She shook her head, expelling these untimely distractions in her heart, and rubbed them vigorously.

Lin Jinping looked at the mirror, Xiaomeng's white face suddenly turned red, and then he shook his head, and pressed his hand more vigorously, as if he had made the most effort.

Looking at the beautiful woman in the mirror, the beauty was as bright as jade, his heart was surging with heat, and even his body was hot, and he tried to restrain it.

Almost at the moment when he felt the strength falling on his hand become smaller, Lin Jinping said hoarsely: "Xiaomeng, it's okay, your shoulders and hands are not sore." ”

Zhou Yunmeng also felt that he was a little tired, and when he heard the words, he put down his hand, and saw Lin Jinping raise his hands and move his shoulders to prove to her that it was really not sore.

She smiled and nodded: "That's okay, it's good if it's not sour." ”

This night, Lin Jinping went to take a cold shower before washing the dishes.

Later, the balcony of the house was also hung with a change of clothes for the two, as well as a newly bought white embroidered shirt and a red plaid skirt.

Even the sandals were hung on the balcony floor.

In the room, the couple went to bed early.

In the early morning of another day, Zhou Yunmeng slept until he woke up naturally as usual.

It can be said that I am refreshed, and I have slept all the tiredness of shopping yesterday.

Breakfast was made by Lin Jinping in the canteen, a meat bun, a vegetable bun, and two bowls of soy milk.

Zhou Yunmeng was very satisfied after drinking water and eating breakfast, went back to his room and sat at his desk, and began to read the magazine he brought home yesterday.

Of course, the most interesting thing is the accident, the Shanghai magazine sent by the eldest sister.

She picked a few articles according to the catalog classification, and it seems that there is a lot of content.

It may be that the time has not yet come, even if the Shanghai market is better developed, the content published in the magazine is mostly about the face of the workers, the work of the commune, the new style of the times, and so on.

The new style part of the times is also more open, and there are novelty items that describe life and show people's happy life, involving electricity, buses, supply and marketing cooperatives and department stores, but with a bit of modern fashion magazines.

At the end, there are also requirements for soliciting papers and receiving addresses.

Zhou Yunmeng put it aside, picked up the book of morning and evening poems, and looked at it.

Most of them are lyrical and passionate poems, some express aspirations, some describe the lives of workers and peasants, perhaps because of local characteristics, and some praise soldiers for defending their homes and countries.

Very well written, just not for her.

Zhou Yunmeng put it aside, and it would be good to look at it occasionally when he was interested in going back.

She then looked at Tianzhi, and the content of the article published in this book was roughly similar to that of a youth story.

It's just that most of the youth story articles are from the perspective of the protagonist, telling the story of personal ambition and dedication to production practice.

The articles in Xiang Tianzhi, or the part of the poems that express the aspirations of the morning and evening poems, are expanded into articles, and there are too many spiritual expressions, and they have not yet fallen into the reality of life.

Zhou Yunmeng read five or six articles and felt that this magazine was not bad, and most of the articles were about 1,000 words.

She can continue the content style of writing youth story manuscripts, try to submit to Xiang Tianzhi magazine, and maybe she can find another way and find a smooth way.

If she is rejected, it doesn't matter, she is also good at articles that are purely inspiring and expressing aspirations, and she can put pen to paper with a sprinkle.

Looking at the last dark green Junhua, it was the most surprising one for Zhou Yunmeng when he listened to the introduction of his eldest sister.

It actually describes the life of the military wife of the army.

You must know that in this era, everything in the army is confidential, and in order to prevent spies from leaking information, even if it is a daily meal and baby for military wives in the family building, it is not allowed to be published.

But this dark green military hua does exist, and it is quite popular here in Guicheng, otherwise the post office sister would not have recommended it to her.

Zhou Yunmeng opened and picked a few chapters to read, basically writing about the military wife who diligently took care of the small family in the army, took care of the children, and guarded the logistics for her own man.

It is to praise the military wife, but also to praise the soldier.

She searched for the content of the original book in her mind while reading, and finally found the reason for the existence of this dark green military hua.

This is also the private setting of this article, everything serves the plot of the male and female protagonists.