struggle in a small town

Chapter 292 Foodie is Strength
Originally, Zhang Xuejiao didn't plan to eat the snacks.

Because before it was either biscuits, cakes or stewed vegetables and spicy strips, she didn't like it very much.

After Yu Shuangshuang brought up a basket of snacks, she discovered that the snack company specially produced sweet and sour dried fruits, such as plums, mangoes, cherry tomatoes, apricots, and figs.
Zhang Xuejiao ate ten packs in one go, but she still couldn't get enough of it, and even felt hungry.

The barrage said that watching her eat would give her an appetite, let her switch to eating and broadcasting, she will definitely make more money than she does now.

Zhang Xuejiao smiled and said, "It's really delicious. You can buy some and try it at home. If it's not good, next time I'll perform a handstand and wash your hair."

The barrage was full of giggles, and everyone said that they would buy it here, not for food, but just to watch her stand on her head.

At eleven o'clock, Zhang Xuejiao was about to end the live broadcast: "It's a pleasure to come back and spend a good time with everyone, that's all for today, see you tomorrow."

After turning off the camera, Lin Zhiyuan hadn't moved his feet yet, Lin Tiantian rushed up excitedly: "Sister Jiao! The snack company called just now, and many dried fruits are sold out."

"real or fake?"

"Really." Lin Tiantian almost hugged her up: "Sister Jiao, you are too powerful!"

Zhang Xuejiao sang a few words in a funny way: "Food is power, this power is iron, and this power is steel. Harder than iron, stronger than steel."

Lin Zhiyuan handed over the water glass: "Drink water."

"Husband, I'm hungry, take out the leftovers."

It had been several hours, Lin Zhiyuan didn't want her to eat the leftovers: "Mom cooked for you at home, go back and eat."

When Zhang Xuejiao heard that her mother-in-law was not asleep, she hurriedly greeted her to leave.

After entering the door, Song Xiuni was sitting on the sofa watching TV.

"Are you back? Are you starving? Mom will bring you food."

It was obvious that Zhang Xuejiao was hungry, and she was still grinning: "Mom, I ate a lot today, so I'm not too hungry."

"What did you eat?"

"A lot, sweet and sour."

Song Xiuni looked at her belly: "Sour girl, she must be a grandson."

Well, Zhang Xuejiao is really convinced.

She really didn't understand why the mother-in-law was so obsessed with boys?
What a girl, she is soft and sweet, she can wear beautiful little skirts and tie cute braids.

After dinner, Lin Zhiyuan went to wash the dishes, and Zhang Xuejiao went to wash up.

Song Xiuni followed up in the bathroom: "I think your appetite is much better, try other flavors tomorrow morning?"

"Okay, Mom, you can figure it out."

"You should eat more, my eldest grandson is pointing at you to give nutrition."

Zhang Xuejiao said yes, but felt a little unhappy in her heart.

After Lin Zhiyuan washed and lay down, she turned over and sat on his waist, startling him: "Don't make trouble, you are pregnant."

"What are you thinking?" Zhang Xuejiao crossed her arms and said, "Let me ask you, if I give birth to a girl, will your mother be unhappy?"

"impossible."

"But your mother talks about her grandson all day long."

Lin Zhiyuan pinched the bridge of his nose sadly.

He figured it out. Since Xiaoxue was pregnant, her mood had changed a lot. Obviously, Song Xiuni just said it casually, and she thought about it in a mess.

Zhang Xuejiao pressed down: "Are you guilty? Are you afraid to say it?"

"No."

Lin Zhiyuan was helpless.

After thinking about it, he has a solution: "I don't know the gender now, the eldest grandson is better than the eldest granddaughter, if you don't like it, we can give the baby a temporary nickname first, and change it after the birth."

This is a good idea, and Zhang Xuejiao expressed her satisfaction.

Just what should I call it?
First of all, you can't have a particularly obvious sense of gender, such as Taotao, who sounds like a boy.

Second, you have to call Shun Kou.

Finally, be naughty and cute.

The two discussed and discussed, but they didn't have any good ideas.

Zhang Xuejiao had a sudden inspiration: "Hey, I think the wontons made by mom are delicious, why not call them wontons."

Lin Zhiyuan began to pinch the bridge of his nose again.

Zhang Xuejiao tried to persuade him: "Look, my stomach is the skin, and the baby is the stuffing, much like wontons."

"Then why isn't it called dumplings?"

"It's also okay!"

Lin Zhiyuan compromised, anyway, it's just a temporary nickname, dumplings are also fine.

Zhang Xuejiao happily stroked her belly: "Dumplings are really good."

At the end of September, Shangguan Yingzi gave birth to twin sons.

Except for Xi Lele's grandfather, the whole family was worried to death.

It is hard to provide for one boy now, let alone three.

The thought of marrying daughter-in-laws to her three sons in the future made Xi Lele feel dizzy.

Both he and Yingzi have ordinary income, and they still live in their parents' house, how can they afford it!
Yingzi called Zhang Xuejiao and said that she was going to die of exhaustion. It was so hard to feed one Yuanbao at the beginning, but now she had to feed two and couldn't even sleep.

Zhang Xuejiao felt sorry for her and suggested feeding her milk powder, which would make it easier.

Yingzi said that Xi Lele's grandfather disagreed.

Zhang Xuejiao swallowed her words, said a few perfunctory words, and hung up the phone.

Turning around, she complained to Lin Zhiyuan: "I just can't figure it out. Xi Lele's grandfather is lying on the bed and can't even get off the ground. How can he control the whole family?"

Lin Zhiyuan didn't want her to worry about such crap, so he suggested: "Let me take you outside for a stroll, it's so boring to stay indoors all day."

Zhang Xuejiao looked at the time, it was just one o'clock, and agreed.

Lin Zhiyuan took her straight to the north, planning to take a look around the river embankment.

Zhang Xuejiao asked him to drive along the road, wanting to see the changes in the village and town over the years.

Encountering an apple seller on the road, Zhang Xuejiao looked greedy and wanted to eat it.

Lin Zhiyuan stopped and asked, 30 yuan a bag, [-] catties per bag, much cheaper than urban areas.

He bought a few bags, took out one, washed it with water from a thermos, and let Zhang Xuejiao eat it.

Kacha Kacha, Zhang Xuejiao's eyes lit up: "This apple is delicious, much better than the ones in the supermarket."

The uncle who sold the apples smiled: "I grow them at home, they are sweet."

"Uncle, does your family have an apple orchard?"

"It's all behind."

When Zhang Xuejiao looked at it, there were all apple trees, and there was no end in sight.

"Uncle, you are amazing. You can earn a lot of money a year by planting so many apples."

The uncle knocked the pipe and pot on the nearby tree: "What kind of money do you make, you can't sell it at a high price."

"Such a delicious apple, why can't it be sold at a higher price?"

The uncle sighed: "The ones that are high will be given eight cents, and the ones that are low will be forty or fifty cents. They can't even sell the fertilizer money back."

Zhang Xuejiao looked at the leftover apples, feeling unbelievable.

Lin Zhiyuan usually buys them at the supermarket opposite the neighborhood. She eats a lot of them for only eight yuan a catty, and the taste is not as good as this.

Even if it's time to pick it now, the supermarket still sells it for six yuan!

Looking at the uncle's vicissitudes of face, Zhang Xuejiao felt a little uncomfortable.

Why can't the hard-working uncle get his due reward during the harvest?
Lin Zhiyuan greeted the uncle, got into the car and took Zhang Xuejiao to continue shopping.

Driving along the way, various orchards appeared from time to time on both sides, some with signs, and Zhang Xuejiao could tell the difference by herself.

Apples, grapes, strawberries, watermelons, apricots, cherries.
The more she read, the more she thought, and an idea popped up in her heart: "Husband, I want to do something for people like uncle."

(End of this chapter)