Chapter 18:

Zhao Lanxiang picked up the shards of glass and dug a hole into it. She quickly entrusted the educated youth who was going to the city to help bring a bottle of medicated oil back.
At night, He Songbai saw a new bottle of medicinal oil in front of his window. He gently unscrewed the lid, and a mild and slightly pungent smell overflowed, but he frowned slightly, and the sharp and deep eyebrows were silent at the moment.
However, Zhao Lanxiang didn't have time to pay attention to whether He Songbai had applied medicine and her legs were better, because she soon fell into heavy labor. An important decision was made this month to dig a ditch on the mountain. It is planned to reclaim paddy fields in autumn and winter and irrigate the water from the diversion canals, and plan to plant rice in the mountains next year.
This is undoubtedly a move that has benefited for a hundred years. Province X has abundant groundwater sources and numerous forests. If a paddy field can be reclaimed in the middle of the mountainside, the forest on the top of the mountain can conserve water. Rely on manpower.
So Zhao Lanxiang, a group of educated youths, was once again caught in the grudge. Although there was no need to do heavy work, he could not escape the doom to work.
She just had the leisurely thoughts and thoughts, and she had no time to drill the horns.
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Three days after Liang Tiezhu said he wanted to move food to Zhao Lanxiang, it wasn't too bright. He rode his Golden Deer bike to the He family.
Zhao Lanxiang was still in his sleep and was called by the hard-working iron pillar.
Tie Zhu panted, took a bag of flour from the back of his "Big Golden Deer", and took out a bag of dried fungus mushrooms, bamboo shoots and other dry goods, and finally a bag of sticky millet. The distressed Zhao Lanxiang immediately cheered up, quickly took out the kettle and poured a bowl of warm water for him to drink.
After Tie Zhu drank it, Zhao Lanxiang said, "Never be in a hurry now. I'll cook breakfast right away. The movements are very neat. I can eat it later."
Although Tie Zhu got up early, but they were so bitter and tired in doing their job, where could they eat breakfast. He used to deliver the "goods" to the guests before dawn, and he had never had breakfast for three years.
However, Zhao Lanxiang's craftsmanship is particularly good, and everything she cooks is delicious. She proposed to keep him for breakfast, Tie Zhu is desperate! He nodded violently, and suddenly found that the dark sky was still far away from the dawn, where was the time for breakfast.
Zhao Zhiqing really said to his brother Bo, the heart is kind.
Liang Tiezhu has sold food for so many years, and no guest has left him for breakfast. They all wished that after he had handed over the food, they would disappear immediately, lest the deal be discovered.
Zhao Lanxiang quickly went to the firehouse to make breakfast. There was no meat at home. During this time, she was too lazy to go to the store to buy meat and eat it back. She looked at the rich bag of dry goods brought by Liang Tiezhu, so she turned to Tie Zhu and said:
"Vegetarian stickers?"
At this point Liang Tiezhu had already called He Songbai, and he walked to the door and said suspiciously, "Suo Guotie?"
Zhao Lanxiang said with a smile: "Don't underestimate that it is vegetarian, vegetarian pot stickers are delicious, it has more flavor than eating meat, you, you... you wait."
She said that she found that He Songbai had also come. I didn't know when it came. She moved a small bench silently to squat in front of the firewood house.
His face was so sleepy that he hadn't slept enough, and the cockpit with his head yawned quietly against the wall. The squinted eyes showed only a slit, and the dark eyes flowed through the slit.
Liang Tiezhu scratched his head shyly. After all, he was a lone man and a widow, so he still had to pay attention to it, so he also called his brother Bo to get up.
Zhao Lanxiang turned to knead the noodles. The name of the potsticker was inaccurate, and it made people look scorched.
In fact, the pot stickers are very similar to a long, crispy and crispy dumpling. That taste is much stronger than eating dumplings, but it's also a lot more troublesome to make.
The pot stickers must be crispy and tender, and at the same time, they must be able to wrap up the filling. This requires that the skin is soft enough and tough enough. Too soft to hold the filling, the skin is easy to break; too hard to have the wonderful experience of soft and crisp. So Zhao Lanxiang had two groups of noodles, one group of hot water and noodles, one group of cold water, soft and hot water, and cold water noodles, and finally kneaded together.
She wraps up the big dumplings and puts them in a pan to fry, golden-fried, poured egg liquid while frying, brushed with lard. Fungus, mountain mushrooms, bean skin, bamboo shoots are kneaded into a filling, intertwined into an incredible combination, the various flavors of mountain treasures are soaked in lard soup, very delicious, and very fragrant.
The smell of lard was mixed with the smell of the pot stickers, and the two men who were guarding outside the firewood room became energized. Tie Zhu swallowed expectantly, smelling so fragrant, and it was definitely delicious.
Zhao Lanxiang brought out the hot pot stickers, three per person, and she suffices to eat one.
Liang Tiezhu took a bite. The entrance was soft and crisp, fried to the outside and soft to the inside, with a great taste. With another bite, the thick and delicious vegetable juice wrapped in the pot stickers came out, with a variety of delicious and savory flavors of the mountains, hot and hot, making the iron column fizz. It was so delicious that Pier's crispy and soft texture made him squint and he could enjoy it with the slight tingling of being burned.
It was so delicious that people could not wait to swallow the whole one, and they did not want to gobble up. In the end, they tasted it honestly.
He Songbai also narrowed his eyes happily, nibbling the three pot stickers slowly.
Zhao Lanxiang returned to the room and took out ten dollars to Liang Tiezhu. Tiezhu found three pieces of Liumao for her, and sat on his big golden deer with a full stomach and a satisfied face and left.
When the sky was dawning early, Zhao Lanxiang returned to her room for a while and then rested for a while. Soon she was engaged in intense labor.
In addition to the villagers' participation in this project, the government also contracted a project team to dig the trenches.
Everyone is full of energy, after all, they are very curious about this method of placing the water from top to bottom, and irrigating the paddy field. When listening to the mention of the outsiders, the expression of that face is not so envious of them! When it's time to work, some people who are usually lazy do not dare to be arrogant.
Zhao Lanxiang saw Jiang Li also diligently diligent, not as lazy and coquettish as usual. Zhao Lanxiang felt that Jiang Li was not the kind of person who was easily influenced by the people around her. When she transported the crushed stones down, she saw a group of people who looked like officers, and she was a little enlightened.
Although Zhao Lanxiang came to work after having eaten enough breakfast, after all, his strength was small, and after a long time, people could not bear it. Every step of the walk was as heavy as a mountain. She walked and walked suddenly and couldn't move. She only loaded a small cart of gravel and took people down.
A strong hand held the cart firmly behind, and Zhao Lanxiang turned her head to see, it was Sister He.
She touched Zhao Lanxiang's head with a smile, and she vigorously transported the car to the waste rock pile with both hands. She gestured and said, "You are tired, go to rest."
"I will do it for you."
Zhao Lanxiang did not force himself, and took a kettle to replenish himself with water and salt. She turned her head and saw that Jiang Li was still working persistently, digging up the soil little by little with her head up. She was wet with sweat in her light red short sleeves, and the white flower layer of salty salt had come out of the sun.
Zhao Lanxiang looked a little bit surprised.
But the face-slapping came again soon. After work at noon, everyone gathered together to eat the bento brought from home. Zhou Jiazhen sat on the rock under the tree and enjoyed the cool mountain breeze, biting his ear with Zhao Lanxiang while eating.
"Lanxiang, you just didn't perform well!"
Zhao Lanxiang chewed the rice a little, and asked in surprise: "What's wrong?"
Zhou Jiazhen hated iron and knocked on her head, and asked, "Don't you come to the countryside for that matter?"
The guilty Zhao Lanxiang heard the words, giggling in her heart, her performance is so obvious? When she was working just now, she didn't clearly look at He Songbai.
However, she contacted the foreword and remarks. Zhou Jiazhen didn't seem to find out that she wanted to get close to He Songbai. What more "good performance" is needed to get close to He Songbai? So she asked calmly: "What's the matter?"
Zhou Jiazhen thought she was still stupid, and said angrily, "Of course it is the election of workers, peasants and soldiers college students."
She looked at Zhao Lanxiang as if she was looking at a silly girl who was careless. She was so motivated that she lighted her forehead and said: "When you are working, why did you go to rest. I just fell Stone, I didn’t stare at you to work, so you would become like this... hey."
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