Chapter 15:

When Zhao Lanxiang broke his finger and counted when He Songbai came back, there was a knock on the door.
She opened the door happily, it was Jiang Li's happy smile, Zhao Lanxiang was about to blurt out, "You're back" was choked in her throat.
Jiang Li said excitedly: "Let’s eat noodles today!"
She couldn't hide the thick joy in her words. When she mentioned eating noodles, her dark eyes seemed to be lit up in an instant.
Since Jiang Li ate a meal of Zhao Lanxiang's own noodles, and then went to the state-run restaurant in the city to eat a little stir-fried noodles, the noodles were not delicious. Not only did it taste less fragrant, it also became more irritable. She wanted to find something as delicious as Zhao Lanxiang, but she was disappointed with everything she ate. She ordered the most expensive noodles in the restaurant. The meat was not tender or fragrant. The noodles were soft and mushy. It was a mess of food tickets!
In this strong contrast, Jiang Li missed the noodles made by Zhao Lanxiang more and more.
At night I thought tossing and turning, even eating dreams, until one day when I woke up with pillows drooling in my dreams, Jiang Li knew that she couldn't bear it anymore. As soon as the weekend came, she could not wait to come to Zhao Lanxiang.
She already understood a fact that she didn't want to admit. Even if she went back to the house where there was nothing missing, she still couldn't find such an appetite for her. If you want to eat noodles, you have to go to Zhao Lanxiang.
Isn’t it just food stamps and money? If you want to eat noodles, she will give the meat!
Zhao Lanxiang sniffed his forehead and said, "The noodles were not eaten if I wanted to. I didn't hang the soup base last night and couldn't make fresh soup."
She patronized greed and got up early to make mung bean cake, where there is no time to hang old soup. Besides, she has no interest in accommodating the taste of Missy.
Jiang Li, whose cheeks were flushed because of eating noodles, was suddenly poured down from the beginning by a pot of ice water, and it was cold. For the first time in his life, he actually encountered Waterloo.
Jiang Lixin’s cheeks faded instantly, and she bulged her cheeks.
I’m going to eat now.

Isn't Zhao Lanxiang still wanting to be her sister-in-law, now she doesn't want such a good chance to stutter, when will she wait?
It is a pity that Zhao Lanxiang did not eat this set.
She spread her hands and said lightly: "If you want to eat noodles, first you have to go to the store to buy the tube bone and come back. You will have to travel back and forth for at least three hours. Then you will boil the soup for three hours after you come back. Start making noodles with noodles, it's dark when you can eat them.
But... all of this is not very important. What is important is that there are a lot of people queuing up at the store this weekend. Waiting in line for at least one hour, you may not even have any bones left. "
you want to eat?
I want to be beautiful!
After listening to these words, Jiang Li was like a frosted eggplant. Listening to Zhao Lanxiang's analysis, she also knows that it is impossible to eat noodles today, biting her lips in disappointment, just like a poor big dog abandoned.
She reluctantly stepped back and said, "I want to eat tomorrow."
Zhao Lanxiang continued the knife with a smile, she said calmly: "Did I not say that, I can't buy the tube bone on the weekend."
Jiang Li only wanted to stomp her feet. She had been thinking hard about pork belly noodles for a week, but she couldn't even eat it?
She burst into tears suddenly and threw out a sentence angrily: "Don't think I don't know, you just don't want to make it for me."
"This doesn't work that way, Zhao Lanxiang, I don't think you want to be with my brother, do you?"
Zhao Lanxiang smiled and said: "So, next time I will call you if I buy a tube bone. But... you know, I don't have much food stamps...meat, the meat is all eaten.
As for whether there will be next time, only she knows.
Her pink cheeks warmed up suspiciously because of her disobedience. She is indeed
very poor
. The bills and money earned by taking risks are not enough to spend on her own. If you change to someone else, she would eat a meal or two.
And Jiang Li... no one can eat without food, she will not get hungry, she can still eat beautifully. Such a fat sheep, still need her to "help"?
It's kind to not slaughter hard.
Jiang Li struggled for a long time and pulled out a grain of food ticket and a grain of meat ticket from his pocket.
"It’s all for you, and I didn’t eat you in vain. You won’t be able to donate me when you take my ticket."
Zhao Lanxiang put it in her pocket with a smile, very satisfied.
For the sake of receiving so many food stamps, she got into the chai room anyway and filled a bowl of green bean braised pork rice with Jiang Li.
Zhao Lanxiang specially made it for He Songbai, and evened out a bowl of portions.
The white porcelain bowl is filled with green bean rice, the full rice grains are wrapped in oil, the oil is bright and yellow, and the fat green beans are fried green and dripping, with an attractive aroma. Jiang Li sniffed deeply, her torn stomach groaned in time, and she groaned in embarrassment and exasperation.
She squatted down to the table holding the bowl and enjoyed it with chopsticks.
The appearance of this bowl of rice looks fair, and it smells very fragrant.
It tastes so delicious!
Aoao...
Green beans are crisp and glutinous, chewy and fragrant, and especially greasy when eaten. The stewed meat is thin and fat, fat but not greasy, tender and beautiful, rich and sweet, and it is full of mouthfuls. Let's lick the oil flowing from the lips. People want to eat more and more. How is this meat braised, so delicious?
This bowl of rice is like a spring breeze, healing Jiang Li's trauma.
Jiang Li's discouraged eyes suddenly regained their brightness and brilliance, and buried her head three or two times to solve most of the bowl.
Jiang Li, who was slightly full of stomach, hummed and said, "Why didn't you bring it out so early?"
Zhao Lanxiang covered the green bean rice with the pot lid and wiped his hands with a clean rag beside the stove.
"I didn't expect you to come, and I didn't cook much. Since I received your food stamps, I'm always embarrassed to let you go back on an empty stomach. Just finished eating this bowl, don't want to eat more . Your bowl is still squeezed out of other people’s meals."
Jiang Li was choked by Zhao Lanxiang's straight words.
She was quite straightforward, and she bluntly gave her this rice bowl for the sake of food stamps. Zhao Lanxiang did not say that Jiang Li thought it was for her brother's sake!
She particularly disliked what Zhao Lanxiang said, but she couldn't hate her straightforward way of speaking. Jiang Li would rather let her confess than hypocrisy in a corner. She obviously feels that Zhao Lanxiang's temperament has changed, becoming less annoying than before.
Of course, Jiang Li would not guess that Zhao Lanxiang in front of him was reborn and changed his core. He just blamed all the psychological changes on this meal, eating people with soft mouths and short hands, and was coaxed by this meal. Li didn't care about Zhao Lanxiang's general knowledge. She just looked down to eat, chewed beans, and slurped the fat. The violent force was like a voles mixed into the landlord's warehouse, and swallowed food.
Zhao Lanxiang pinched the time to calculate, and He Songbai should almost return after selling out.
Fortunately, Jiang Li's meal was almost clean. She seemed to be hungry for a few days. After eating a bowl, she thought to eat a little more. Zhao Lanxiang did not let her succeed, grabbing her collar to "send" her out.
...
At noon, Zhao Lanxiang heard a footstep at the door, thinking that it was He Songbai who was back.
She glanced out of the window expectantly and found that she was a young man with a bad face.
The young man saw the girl protruding her head from the window, showing her white teeth.
"do you still remember me?"
Zhao Lanxiang recognized the sound and immediately slammed the curtain down. Isn't this young man the one who sells food on the black market, how did he find it?
People who eat this meal are really afraid of meeting an acquaintance. Zhao Lanxiang wondered how this person appeared in the He family, but the door was knocked on. She was sitting at the table reading a book without moving.
After a while, the knocker finally became impatient and coughed a little: "It's me, open the door."
Hearing the voice of He Songbai, Zhao Lanxiang went to open the door immediately.
He Songbai's face was covered with red marks scorched by the sun. He stood in front of Zhao Lanxiang's door with sweat and sweating slightly, but he was energetic. Wheat's face was deep and sharp, and unlike usual, his eyebrows were a little more relaxed, rather than the deep and tight wrinkles of the usual bitterness.
This made his young face add a bit of heroic spirit, and the entire outline glowed.
"You count them."
He handed a thick stack of tickets to Zhao Lanxiang's table. Zhao Lanxiang picked up and counted more than ten yuan, ten pounds of noodles and green beans. After being steamed in a basket, he weighed four pounds. Counting it should sell for about eight yuan, he gave her more than a piece of money!
And the bills he collected were also varied: meat tickets, stamps, coal tickets, cloth tickets... Zhao Lanxiang was dazzled. Among the colorful tickets, she also saw the menstrual tickets.
Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help but look black.
He Songbai really has the ability to tease people, let him sell mung bean cake, he also collected these menstrual tickets for her. Zhao Lanxiang's ears were quietly red when she turned.
She threw the money and tickets into the cupboard and asked awkwardly, "Have you not eaten yet?"
He was in a hurry, and Zhao Lanxiang didn’t have time to explain to him that after selling mung bean cake, he would eat something in the county and then come back. He was reluctant to eat something delicious, and he wouldn’t want to leave anything for his sisters to use. , It was his turn to save money desperately.
Zhao Lanxiang watched his lips slightly dry and whitish, with some low blood pressure, which really distressed him and hated his personality.
He Songbai did not answer her words, saying directly: "The next time you are going to sell something in the city, give it to me. It is not safe for you to do such a thing with a girl."
Zhao Lanxiang walked out of the room from his side, swiftly burrowed into the firewood room, and served the green bean braised pilaf already warm in the pan.
The author has something to say:
PS: Seeing everyone's reaction so fierce, I slightly revised the attitude of the hostess towards Jiang Li.
Human nature is complicated, there is a side that makes people hate their teeth, and there is also a sudden shock and awe.
Please be restless.
Sit down and watch obediently.