Chapter 13:

Zhao Lanxiang sold out the meat and hurriedly rode a bicycle, and soon disappeared in Qinghe County. She hurriedly hurried to the inaccessible mountain road before stopping to take a breath, and by the way counted the money in her pocket.
A thick stack of banknotes, gross votes, sub-votes plus meat tickets, scattered and thin. In addition to the duck meat that was given to the guests in vain, they sold a total of fourteen pieces of four cents, five cents and five cents, deducting the cost of buying duck meat for six yuan, and the cost of spices, netting more than six yuan. Bai earned nine pounds and sixty-two meat tickets.
Zhao Lanxiang was like a cool and sweet Sprite, feeling refreshed.
However, she hadn't reached the point of ecstasy. The young man selling food from the stall next to her was floating in her mind. Although she was hanging out, she was very cautious in dressing up. She needs to be more cautious if she wants to work on this black job of buying and selling.
Zhao Lanxiang habitually circumvented the remote mountain road, and then circumvented the town from the county. She didn’t dare to stay in the county town after selling things. When she arrived in the town, she dared to buy a pound of pork belly, a pound of sugar, and five pounds of rich and strong powder with the bill. After she finished shopping, she was holding the hot sun at noon. Back to Hezitun.
Returning to Hezitun, Zhao Lanxiang first returned the bicycle. By the way, Tang Qing was invited to eat noodles at home. When she went to Tang Qing, he was playing the violin in the room. In addition, Zhao Lanxiang accidentally encountered Jiang Li at the captain's house.
When Jiang Li saw Zhao Lanxiang, she let out a deep hum from the depths of her nose, "What are you doing here?"
In Jiang Li's eyes, Zhao Lanxiang's stalking image of her brother has been deeply ingrained, and she is also used to Zhao Lanxiang's kindness to her. When Zhao Lanxiang became a little colder, Jiang Li was more sensitive than anyone else and immediately felt uncomfortable. Especially when she was living so miserably, and Zhao Lanxiang's life was extremely moist.
In the same three days, she asked for leave at both ends, and she rested on her only to be scolded by Li Dali. When it was Zhao Lanxiang's turn, it became a natural thing. Li Dali never picked her fault, treated her and Yan Yue. How can this make Jiang Li happy?
Jiang Li said angrily: "My brother has written to me, do you want to see it?"
Jiang Li happened to go back to the village post office to get the letter. She took out a white letter from the bag and took it to Zhao Lanxiang.
Jiang Li knows what his brother wrote to Zhao Lanxiang. After reading her brother's letter, Zhao Lanxiang has not been able to unite her well in the future?
The last time Jiang Li didn't eat Zhao Lanxiang's meat buns, she was really maddened. She wrote to her brother that he was assigned to Hezitun with Zhao Lanxiang. At the end, he wrote a lot of bad things about Zhao Lanxiang.
As the elder brother Jiang Jianjun was surprised when he received the letter, he understood it immediately.
Zhao Lanxiang may be walking a roundabout route. She is finally smarter and knows how to bypass him to please her sister.
Jiang Li is a baby pimple that the whole family cares about. The uncles and uncles of Jiang Jianjun gave birth to six boys at once, and finally gave birth to a female doll four years after his mother gave birth to him. The Jiang family loved this single seedling in their heart.
Jiang Jianjun knew in his heart, where is my sister so easy to please?
Zhao Lanxiang's eyes fell on the envelope, and he uttered with interest.
She didn’t have to read it and knew that Jiang Jianjun’s letter must be full of care for Jiang Li. Jiang Li had never suffered hard since she was a child. If you can help her, Jiang Li’s temper is simply impulsive and easy to be deceived. You Be more staring next to it, and so on.
Of course... she is not yet Jiang Jianjun's wife, and Jiang Jianjun's tone of making these requests is definitely more subtle and more euphemistic.
Zhao Lanxiang didn't have any desire to see this kind of letter that fell in appetite.
She said with a smile: "Oh... Really? It's inconvenient for me to read your home book by an outsider, I still have things... I won't bother you."
As she walked to Tang Qing's room, she knocked on his door and shouted a few times.
Soon the violin in the room came to an abrupt halt. He pushed open the door and saw Zhao Lanxiang. The young face was more relaxed and happy. "Used up?"
Zhao Lanxiang nodded her head and said generously: "I bought some noodles in the town. It's better to hit the sun when I choose a date. I invite you to have a meal."
She has to go to the county at least three times a month to do the bad things of speculation. Surely it’s not safe to ride a car, and walking on the mountain road with both feet alone can’t exhaust people? The only way is to borrow Tang Qing's bicycle more, so she has to have a good relationship with Tang Qing. Zhao Lanxiang borrowed a bicycle so that it would not be so embarrassing.
Tang Qing didn't refuse, but he was very happy to hear that he had eaten. "That's how much I am grateful to Comrade Zhao! I'll change my clothes first. I'll trouble you to wait."
He was wearing a white undershirt that he usually wore in his room, showing his arms cool. To eat noodles at the invitation of lesbians, you must wear some formal clothes.
Zhao Lanxiang waited patiently at the door of the person. Her eyes moved from the wooden door to Jiang Li to get her body.
Jiang Li's pretty face was already red with annoyance at this moment, watching Zhao Lanxiang's eyes full of vigilance: "What the are you doing here?"
Zhao Lanxiang was struck by this glance, and suddenly thought of something. Jiang Li came to the captain's house not necessarily looking for the captain. She probably came to Tang Qing.
Combined with the strong hostility in Jiang Li's eyes, Zhao Lanxiang's guess is undoubtedly ten to ten certain.
Tang Qing's temperament is good, and his parents are all high intellectuals who are professors at the Central Academy of Fine Arts. He also has a neat and neat appearance. In addition, he is friendly and helpful.
Zhao Lanxiang wrinkled her brow slightly in a moment.
Jiang Li's attitude is also reminding her that she should keep a certain distance from Tang Qing, and it would be inappropriate to invite him to eat at home alone.
So she said to Jiang Li: "I bought some noodles and invited Comrade Tang to eat noodles as a thank you. Do you want to be together?"
Jiang Li was just happy, she immediately said that she didn't eat the steamed buns: "I want to eat steamed buns."
Zhao Lanxiang gently refused, "It's too late to make steamed buns. Let's eat noodles."
After she finished, Tang Qing's room door opened, and he changed into a dark blue shirt, which was very wide and neat. Xu was afraid of lesbians waiting. He wiped his face indiscriminately and came out, with water droplets on his hair.
Tang Qing said: "It's good to eat noodles. Comrade Zhao's noodles are delicious."
Tang Qing said that, Jiang Li was not good to speak anymore. She was both shy and sweet in her heart. She dared not look directly at Tang Qing and dropped her head and said, "Is it? Then eat noodles."
This little girl looks like she hasn't even seen herself before?
Zhao Lanxiang's hand clenched into a fist, covering the corner of his mouth that he couldn't help laughing.
She walked ahead with a huge school bag, and led the two to the house. Jiang Li was so satisfied that Zhao Lanxiang avoided such an acquaintance, although she walked beside Tang Qing too shy to speak.
And Tang Qing... All he thought about now was the bowl of elaborate, fragrant noodles.
After Zhao Lanxiang returned to He's house, she discovered that Sister He was not at home.
Sister He was assigned to work to raise the cattle of the brigade. The cattle need to be taken care of every day. At this time, Sister He should be in the cattle barn for the forage. Zhao Lanxiang looked around and found He Songbai chopping wood in the yard. She put down her schoolbag and hugged the noodle meat and sugar she bought into the log house.
She glanced at random, the charcoal of the stove was completely cold, and she knew that He Songbai did not eat lunch. She took out Fuqiang powder, knocked an egg into the noodles, added water and noodles. The noodles with eggs will be more resilient. After 30 minutes, she took out the dough and rolled it repeatedly with a rolling pin, kneading and throwing. Folding the face over and over again, the white face was unbelievably obedient under her hands, soft and tough.
She fried the spicy pork belly with lard and added a little raw powder to make the pork belly fried crispy. Finally, the pork belly was poured into the cooked noodles, and the hot oil of "thorn" fell into the clear soup.
She filled out four bowls of noodles, one for each person. Zhao Lanxiang knew that He Songbai didn’t like to eat with a stranger. He brought a bowl of noodles to his room before moving to his room. Qing and Jiang Li called out to eat noodles.
Tang Qing and Jiang Li happily went to the chaifang to eat noodles, but Zhao Lanxiang walked in front of He Songbai.
The man was sweating on the hot sun, and he split the thick wood into small firewood. This batch of firewood was thinner than ever.
Zhao Lanxiang saw that her heart was unprepared.
Zhao Lanxiang recently had an unavoidable trouble. She was not used to cooking with a wood stove in the country.
Because when cooking, you need to control the fire. When the food is almost ready, you need to turn the fire into a small fire. In the past, she only had to turn the gas stove switch to adjust the fire. The wood house was dirty and smoked. He Songbai cut the firewood smaller, of course, more convenient. She only needs to control the amount of firewood. When the fire is big, let it be more, and let the fire be less.
She said with a smile: "I made a bowl of noodles and served your room."