Chapter 144: The last day of the year

"Aunt, just go." Sanwa said.
Although his aunt brought sugar to his family, "milk" sugar is not very rare. He also has it at home. Last time, his mother bought two packs and left one pack unfinished.
Zhou Xiaomei brought over the "milk" candy.
"Yes, you just need to help me cook together." Lin Qinghe said.
She still had a good impression of Zhou Xiaomei and Su Dalin, so she didn't care.
"Okay, I used to bring things over." Zhou Xiaomei laughed.
"These" milk "sugars were brought to Dani. They were too busy. Sometimes they would take care of them." Lin Qinghe asked her to take the "milk" sugars back.
"There are still two bags over there." Zhou Xiaomei said.
Listening to this meaning, Lin Qinghe knew that it was not Tuesday's share, and smiled: "Did it, give your nephews a point, and make them all happy."
"OK." Zhou Xiaomei nodded.
When I came to Lao Zhou's house, I took off the two hundred "milk" candies and gave them a point for the nieces and nieces, which is considered to be all.
We left two fishes and two pounds of pork for Wednesday, and all the remaining Zhou Xiaomei brought them to Lin Qinghe.
Lin Qinghe was not polite. The family who supported the family was Zhou Qingbai. The couple Zhou Xiaomei and Su Dalin came to live for a while, and they must have brought their own rations.
"Siyi, Dalin came here a while ago, and said you and my fourth brother went out. Where did you two go?" Zhou Xiaomei asked.
"I walked outside for a lap, and I came back in three or two days." Lin Qinghe said, not talking about this topic, saying, "Xiaosu City is not too small, it's almost time to break the" milk ", right?"
"I bought a bag of" milk "powder and came back. I don't know if I can get used to it?" Zhou Xiaomei said.
She planned to cut off the milk from her son this year, and now she is no longer young. She can eat rice porridge.
"You are used to eating. Your son has a good appetite. Last time I saw Sanwa drinking, he wanted to drink too, and Sanwa fed him. I didn't know it at first. I was afraid he wouldn't adapt to diarrhea." Lin Qinghe said.
Children's "milk" powder can't be fed casually, but fortunately, Xiaosu City is very skinny, and it's nothing to drink.
"Later, I asked my mother to give him a drink from time to time, no problem." Lin Qinghe said.
"It cost you money to call Siyi." Zhou Xiaomei said slightly embarrassed.
She knew that her four concubines must have been bought for the baby, and they did not expect her son to have a share.
"Nothing." Lin Qinghe didn't care.
I have to say that this point reflects the surprise of values.
If it's local, a bag of "milk" powder for three dollars is really expensive. Even his own son may not be willing to buy it, let alone give it to someone else's child.
But Lin Qinghe is not native. Even if she tries hard to integrate into this era, but she buys a bag of pure and non-polluting "milk" powder for three yuan here, she still thinks it is too cheap.
So I didn't feel anything.
In Zhou Xiaomei's opinion, it was her four concubines who regarded her son as her own.
Her salary is only 18 yuan a month, which is a little bit more than the premise. She is actually a bit reluctant to ask her to buy such a bag of "milk" powder for her son to drink.
In contrast, she was much more generous in her four concubines.
auzw.com "Next year we will have fresh" milk "for sale. At that time, I plan to order two bottles a day for some of their elder brothers. Would you like to order a little?" Lin Qinghe asked .
"A lot of money in a bottle?" Zhou Xiaomei said.
"One bottle and one" hair "are not expensive. If I were not worried that my mother said that I was a loser, I would like to order a few bottles a day, and everyone would be good for one bottle, but according to the amount of Xiaosu City, give him a bottle a day. It's enough, you can order it once a day, and it's less expensive than buying "milk" powder. "Lin Qinghe said.
"Siyi, you look so good at this cow's" milk "?" Zhou Xiaomei said.
She bought this bag of "milk" powder for her son to make a transition. After drinking it, there will be no more. "Milk" powder is expensive, and it is not easy to buy.
As for this cow's "milk", it is not cheap.
"You didn't plan to let Xiaosu City continue to drink?" Lin Qinghe heard her meaning and understood, and said, "Da Ba, they are so big, I will let them continue drinking."
"So good?" Zhou Xiaomei asked.
"We don't have any nutritional stuff here either. This cow's" milk "is one of them. The children give them more to drink, and there isn't much difference." Lin Qinghe said, "But if you don't want to, that's fine, called Mother can feed you porridge, but there is really no nutrition. He is still so young. I suggest you order him for two or three years, and it wo n’t cost you anything. Go ask your uncle.

Zhou Xiaomei asked Su Dalin, and Su Dalin naturally had no opinion. A bottle of cow's "milk" was only a "hair", and it was only three yuan a month. He had a salary of 35 yuan a month, which was higher than before. For a dollar, he allowed his son to drink cow's milk.
"Four ... Four concubines booked for me. I ... I took ... money over ... every month." Su Dalin said.
"Yes." Lin Qinghe nodded and said Zhou Xiaomei: "Don't let your child lose at the starting line, do you know? This realization is a little worse than your aunt."
Zhou Xiaomei said: "I thought it was useless."
"You will know if it will be useful in the future." Lin Qinghe said.
Zhou Xiaomei and Su Dalin came to eat at home. Naturally, there was a lot of fun at home. As for the dish, Lin Qinghe did it.
As for the chicken brought by Su Dalin, keep the Chinese New Year and slaughter the teriyaki.
"Siji, did you make this chilli sauce?" Zhou Xiaomei asked with great praise.
"I made a few pots, and only ate one, and the rest were there. If you like, when you go back with your aunt, take a can." Lin Qinghe said.
"Then I won't be polite with Siyi." Zhou Xiaomei laughed.
In a blink of an eye, it was the 30th year of the New Year, and the last day of the year of 1971.
In the past, they were eaten together, but this year they are not eaten together.
It ’s enough for each family to eat.
"Don't eat it together?" Brother was regretful on Tuesday.
Every year, the old four will bring a few hard dishes, which are delicious.
"What's wrong, am I hungry for you or are you hungry for you?" I saw him on Tuesday and said.
"New Year's Eve, please stop and stop arguing with me." Brother said on Tuesday.
Except that the second and third bedrooms are a bit frictional, the big bedroom and the third bedroom are indifferent.
Everyone has their own food, which is also very good.
However, Zhou Dayi and Wednesday Yi brought a bowl of vegetables. There was also a lot of meat in it, which was eaten by Father Zhou and Mother Zhou. Although not a piece of food, it was considered a meaning.
Lin Qinghe also gave them both a bowl of meatballs and returned them as a gift.
As for those who did n’t come here on Tuesday, let it be.