After making the porridge, Xia Qiming sent a bowl to the deaf old lady in the backyard.
"Grandma!"
"I made a lot of porridge today. I'll give you a bowl too!”
In his memory, he had received a lot of care from the old lady over the past few years. He had to think of something when he cooked, even though it was not a good meal.
If he didn't return the favor, would he still be a human?
He couldn't be like Widow Qin's family, where the old and the young were all ingrates!
Speaking of which, the little locust flower was only three years old at this time. It seemed that she had not been educated badly, but what did that have to do with him?
In this era, it was fine as long as one lived well. It was not easy for anyone!
Of course, other than Xu Damao, we can't learn his black-hearted heart!
Xia Qiming was still human!
When the old lady saw Xia Qiming bring the porridge into the house, she was so happy that the wrinkles on her face increased!
"My good grandson still misses me!"
He took the bowl and placed it on the table, taking a sip.
"Mmm, it's delicious!"
"Better than your auntie!"
The old lady praised him.
That was true. Xia Qiming had added an egg in the porridge to make it more delicious and nutritious.
Eggs were not cheap at this time. They were five cents each. Most families would not be willing to put them in porridge.
"If it's delicious, then eat more. I'll send it back to you tomorrow!”
"Alright, alright!"
The old lady was a little touched. Her good grandson knew how to be filial to her. That was great!
Just as she was drinking, she saw another person come in. It turned out that an auntie had also come to deliver breakfast.
This was a very good person. For so many years, it was an old man and an old woman who took care of the old lady.
A middle-aged woman came in and said,"Old lady!”
"When I was outside, I heard you say that my cooking wasn't good! I won't send you off in the future!"
A middle-aged woman joked with the old lady.
"What is it? I can't hear you!"
The old lady was still so cute. She was deaf when she should be.
"You're pretending not to hear me again!"
A middle-aged woman smiled helplessly!
"Hahaha!"
It was also Xia Qiming's first time seeing such a cute old lady in real life. He couldn't help but laugh.
After a while, he teased the old lady.
"Grandma, an auntie said that she'll treat you to meat tonight!”。
"Yes, meat is good! My good grandson, come over to eat meat tonight too!"
Old Mrs. Han heard it again.
A middle-aged woman was not stingy.
"Alright, let's eat meat tonight!"
Then, she said to Xia Qiming,"Qiming, come over tonight too!" An auntie also has something to tell you!"
"Okay, but I'll buy the meat in the afternoon! I should be the one to show filial piety to you and First Master! You've taken good care of me over the past few years!"
Xia Qiming was a person who knew how to repay kindness.
He had come here. Since he had inherited everything from the original owner, he could not forget about it.
"Alright, alright!"
When an auntie heard that the child wanted to show filial piety to her, she was instantly poked with tears.
She and an old man had never had a child in their entire lives. She really could not bear to hear this. She wiped her tears and agreed with a smile.
"You little girl, why are you crying when you hear that you want to eat meat?”
The old lady was quite good at making jokes.
Xia Qiming watched the old lady finish her meal before leaving.
He followed the middle-aged woman to the middle court and then followed the middle-aged man to work at the rolling mill!
He didn't see Silly Zhu and Qin Huairu, so he didn't know how the plot had progressed.
If there was no such thing as Silly Zhu stealing chickens in his memory, then it had not started yet!
Xia Qiming was exhausted after working half a day in the factory.
Even though he was still in the 21st century, he was still strong enough.
However, it could not be compared to the heavy physical labor in the rolling mill.
The first uncle looked at the sweat on his neck and was a little worried that he was sick. Usually, it was not like today.
The young man had the strength to endure hardships, so he didn't complain much about being tired.
"Qiming, are you feeling unwell today? If not, take half a day off and go back to rest first. Don't tire yourself out!”
Xia Qiming wanted to take a leave of absence and go out for a walk in the afternoon.
At this time, he could only go down the slope. He was really tired this morning.
"Okay, Master, I'll go back after lunch! Help me tell the director!"
First Uncle was a Grade 8 fitter in the factory, the treasure of the rolling mill. His words carried a lot of weight.
The workshop director had to give him face.
Cabbage and potatoes for lunch! Not a single speck of oil!
There was no idiot at the window. It was a few uncles that he had never seen in television dramas.
Yes, they should all be extras.
It was Xia Qiming's first time eating, and he felt fine.
The taste wasn't bad, and the chef's cooking wasn't bad. It should be Silly Zhu.
Chefs would also compete with each other.
Xia Qiming admitted that he couldn't do this without oil.
However, he knew a lot of tricks and could also make western food. In this aspect, he was much stronger than Silly Pillar.
This should be the difference between modern chefs and chefs from the 1960s.
After dinner. Xia Qiming went to the waste disposal area in the factory.
He picked up a 40-centimeter square steel plate and a roll of iron wire before returning to the courtyard house.
Relying on the mountain to eat the mountain, relying on the water to eat the water!
No one would say anything if they relied on this rolling mill to take some waste.
Besides, everyone did the same thing. Don't talk about each other!
However, in order to avoid trouble for the next ten years,
Xia Qiming still went to the security office to register and even paid 50 cents. He considered it as a purchase from the factory.
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