"Qin Huairu, it's useless to talk about other things. When your mother-in-law remarries, let's talk again!”
He Yuzhu pushed Qin Huairu out and carried the food to the backyard.
"How can my mother-in-law remarry? Why are you so unreasonable! Silly Zhu! Come back here!"
Qin Huairu stomped her feet angrily and returned to her room while twisting her large cotton pants.
"Mom, didn't Uncle Silly bring a lunch box back today?”
Little Dang was only four or five years old, but he already knew that a lunch box was a good thing.
"No! There won't be any more lunch boxes in the future!"
Tears welled up in Qin Huairu's big eyes. She really hated herself for having such a mother-in-law who always ruined her plans.
"I don't think that idiot is a good person! No matter how good the meat and dishes are, I won't eat them!”
Jia Zhang-shi's face was trembling with anger.
"I want to eat meat! Wuwuwu! I want to eat meat!"
When the stick heard that there were no more lunch boxes, he couldn't help but cry.
These past two days, the stick had gone to steal things from Silly Zhu's house and found that the kitchen was empty. As long as Silly Zhu was not in the main house, the door was always locked.
Yesterday, he was so greedy that he stole Xu Damao's old hen.
"Good grandson, don't cry. Grandma will think of a way for you to eat meat again!”Jia Zhang-shi saw her precious grandson crying and her heart ached. Her pair of triangular eyes turned around and she had an idea. Catch up…
"I want to eat meat now! Wuwuwu!"
The stick realized that his grandmother was fooling him. There was no meat at all. In a fit of anger, he pushed the clear soup cabbage in front of him to the side.
Pa!
The porcelain bowl shattered and the cabbage soup spilled all over the ground.
"Are you looking for a beating? We don't have meat. If you want to eat meat, you can eat it anywhere you want!”
Qin Huiru saw a bowl that was perfectly fine being smashed by a stick and started crying in anger.
The stick was about to run out in a fit of anger when Jia Zhangshi grabbed it.
"Good boy, Grandma will cut some meat for you tomorrow. If you want to eat meat, don't break your rice bowl. We only have these few bowls!”
Jia Zhang-shi secretly thought to herself,"God, why is it so unfair? The child wants to eat some meat, but he doesn't have the money to buy it."
Seeing that the stick was still crying, Jia Zhangshi stomped her feet, found an empty bowl and went out.
In this courtyard, other than Silly Zhu, only First Master would often help Qin Huiru.
Although Jia Zhang-shi had always suspected that First Uncle had feelings for his daughter-in-law, now that he had fallen out with Silly Zhu, she could only brace herself and come to First Uncle.
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"He's a grandpa. The children at home have been clamoring for some meat. I really don't know what to do when his temper comes up. Lend me one tael of meat, and I'll go home to feed my child.”
Ever since First Uncle failed to defeat Silly Pillar during the entire assembly, he had been sulking. Last night, he didn't even have the mood to flirt with Cui Lian.
After work today, he did not stroll around the courtyard to admire the scenery. Instead, he closed his door and thought of a countermeasure.
Thinking that Qin Huairu was here to borrow noodles again, the first uncle hurriedly opened the door.
She didn't expect it to be her fat granny, Jia Zhangshi.
Although Jia Zhangshi was only 48 years old this year, her triangular eyes and a big mole on her mouth made the old man really unable to lift his spirits.
When he heard that she had come to borrow meat, he didn't want to bother with her.
He had lent her so many noodles, but not only had he not returned anything, but he had also not gotten any benefits.
"Brother Yi, please help. The child over there really can't stop crying. Today was the Laba Festival, so it was time for the children to eat some meat.”
Seeing that the first uncle was unwilling, Jia Zhangshi used all her skills to form an arc that she thought was beautiful.
"Damn it, other than that prodigal Silly Zhu, who else in the courtyard is willing to spend money to buy meat to eat?”
The first uncle was sure that Silly Zhu had been squandering the money his father, He Daqing, had left him.
"First Master, you must be joking. Everyone in this courtyard knows that you're the richest. You're just thrifty and like to help others. Otherwise, you can eat meat for three meals a day.”
Grandma Stick Stupid held the bowl with both hands, one of her toes on the ground, and her two arms squeezed in the middle. Her body swayed left and right, and her posture was as terrible as it could be.
First Uncle snorted. She's not even as good as our Cui Lian.
"Wait a minute. There's no meat at home, but there's still some pork fat. Take it back and cook it for the children.”
"Thank you, sir. You've helped me a lot.”
Jia Zhang-shi combed her hair, thinking that this old lady was quite pretty.
Lard was even better without meat.
Borrowing one tael of meat was equivalent to two catties. He needed to return it.
Borrow a spoonful of pork fat, neither light nor heavy, usually forget it.
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On the other side.
He Yuzhu's pickled pepper pork skin was superb.
Xu Qiubai was sweating profusely as he ate. The more he ate, the spicier he became. The spicier he became, the more he wanted to eat.
"No, it's too spicy. If there was rice, I could eat another bowl!”Xu Qiubai fanned his tongue with his hand.
Just now, he had played the Eagle Catches the Chicks with the children for a long time, which had whetted Xu Qiubai's appetite. Today, she felt that her body had completely recovered.
Rice?
At this time in the north, ordinary people rarely ate rice. They ate the cheapest third-grade rice, which was filled with sand, rice bran, and dirt.
It was not easy to buy third-grade rice. Moreover, it was close to 20 cents per catty. Compared to the noodles and white flour, it was not worth it.
Xu Qiubai lived in the south when he was young. He probably grew up eating rice, so he missed the taste of rice.
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