I rewrote family history

Chapter 8 Mutton Stewed Noodles
A copper coin worth ten coins.

The value is slightly more valuable than the square hole copper coins made of inferior copper.

Ten Wen, that is, twenty orange persimmons.

"Book..."

Xu Er grinned dumbfoundedly.

The gray-white fox in his arms poked its head out, picked up a persimmon, carefully opened the skin with its canine teeth, and then began to eat in small bites.

Persimmons are sweet and crisp after soaking.

It is indeed much more delicious than the green persimmons before.

……

"and after?"

Wu Hao put down his cell phone, the smartphone was in his pocket, it was heavy.He moved the chair, leaned over to the old man's hospital bed, propped his chin, and listened carefully.

Xu Cong touched his great-grandson's head with a smile, and was about to start talking.

The great-grandson was very happy to hear his story.

He was also happy, this time, the young master didn't turn around and leave, but bought his persimmons.He was given ten copper coins.

"Wait a minute, grandpa, sister Qing is calling."

Wu Hao's pocket lights up, the screen overflows with light, and the phone starts to ring, "The little yellow flower of the story has been floating since the year he was born, and the childhood swings have been swaying with the memory until now. Re So So Do Si La, So La Si Si Si Si Si Si La Si La So."

He hurried to the door.

Line connected.

"Sister Qing, what's the matter? Why is this calling me?"

"How is grandpa?"

"Grandpa..."

Wu Hao paused. He didn't know what to say. After a long silence, he opened his mouth, "Nurse Liu said that my great-grandfather should be back to life. My great-grandfather remembered many things. He asked me for chocolate, and he could read aloud." An English poem never recited before, this poem was written by a foreign poetess in 1872, and..."

He surfs the Internet.

I have seen that when I am dying, some memories that have been suppressed in my heart will come back to my heart again.Some people even have brain damage and cannot speak Mandarin, but they can speak English very fluently when they were young in private schools.Communication is fine.But before that, I forgot a lot.

On the other end of the phone, there was a long silence.

"I'll be at the hospital the day after tomorrow."

Harbin Institute of Technology, on the campus, Xu Qing who was walking paused. She was wearing a fluffy round-neck knitted sweater inside and a pink sweater on the outside. Surprise flashed in her eyes, and she asked: "Xiao Hao , During this period of time, whatever my great-grandfather wants, try to satisfy it as much as possible, so that the old man will have no regrets in his life. Also, if you are short of money, just tell me. I still have some scholarships.”

"Yes, Miss Qing."

Wu Hao nodded.

"Grandpa, you continue to tell stories, Hao'er likes to listen." Wu Hao returned to Ward 315, he sat on a chair and said softly.It seemed that every sentence of the story calmed his restless heart.

"What song is on your phone?"

"Good to hear."

Xu Cong memorized the ringtone of Wu Hao's cell phone, and he heard the melody very comfortably.

"Chou Jay's sunny day."

Wu Hao likes Jay Chou's song very much, otherwise he would not have deliberately set it as his mobile phone ringtone. Hearing that his grandfather liked this song, he also felt relieved, "This is a song that said 'Hua Liu is the top The man who streams, every song of his is a bestseller in the mainland and overseas..."

"I heard that Young Marshal Zhang has also heard Jay Chou's songs."

"The little yellow flower of the story..."

"Floating since the year I was born..."

He came to hum.

"Hua Liu is the top class?" Xu Cong chanted these few words, and he sighed, "In our era, foreigners and their knowledge were the top class you said. Times have changed, really changed The imperial examination has changed from stereotyped essays to policy questions, and then to abolishment, and the salary of the gentlemen in the school, Mr. Yang, is much higher than that of Mr. Guowen.”

His cloudy eyes revealed the look of memory.

The reborn fairy fox took "him" into the school.

……

In winter, there is a lack of vegetables.

Thanks to Bingyong's reminder, Xu San'er sold persimmons in the west of the city very quickly.The two baskets of persimmons were sold for a total of more than 100 Wen.He came to Confucian Temple Street to find Xu Er Lengzi.

The two baskets of orange-skin persimmons that Xu Er was squatting on were only a shallow layer left.

The rest can be sold after class at noon.

The father and son together have more than 200 Wen in their hands.

"There are still two jars of persimmons at home, and if you sell them a few more times, you will be able to make up enough for your Shuxiu." After selling the persimmons, Xu San'er counted the number of persimmons at home, and probably could sell another seven hundred yuan.

Counting today's money, it's about one tael of silver.

Not much, but not too little.

At least two or three months of repairs, or tuition fees, can be made up.

In the quiet Hongwen Hall, there were bursts of bells ringing.Vendors, when you hear this voice, you will know that the lecture is over and it is time for lunch break.One by one cheered up, raised their voices, and greeted the business that will be held later.

The remaining half basket of orange-skin persimmons was sold out in a quarter of an hour.

"A bowl of mutton stewed noodles."

After selling the persimmons, Xu Sanwa, carrying two shoulder poles, took Xu Erlian to the stall selling mutton stewed noodles, and found a seat at random.

Xu Er's lips moved in a daze, but he didn't say anything.

The pure soup base of mutton stewed noodles, refers to the wide noodles, and the special flavor of flax hits the taste buds.Xu Er's throat rolled, he swallowed, took the soup bowl, and started to eat.

Gobble it up and eat a bowl of noodles quickly.

"Eat clean!"

Seeing that there were still some white noodles left in the bowl of Xu Er's fool, Xu Sanwa's expression turned serious, and she scolded loudly.His loud voice attracted the attention of the surrounding diners.Most of the diners were students, frowning, as if disgusted by his vulgarity.

Xu Er burped, shook his head, and refused to eat any more.

"Don't waste it! You know how hard it is for your father to make money!"

Xu San'er glared at Xu Er's stunned man, his eyes were wide open, and he looked very angry, and raised his hand that was under the table to scratch his feet, as if to hit him.

Master Hu came out and glared at Xu San'er.

Xu San'er softened, he didn't dare to lose his temper with Mr. Hu, his straight back beam collapsed half an inch because of anger, he let out a long breath of foul air, his hand that was about to hit turned downward, and caressed Xu San'er. The smooth forehead of the fool.In a place where no one sees, tender and tearful.

The store refills a bowl of soup.

The next bowl of soup is free.

Xu San'er gulped down a bowl of mutton soup. His fat tongue with a thick yellow tongue coating stuck into the porcelain bowl, rolled noodles, flour crumbs, mutton dregs, and ingredients in his mouth. The food in the manger is exactly the same.It is licked clean, as smooth as the fifteenth moon.

After drinking, he narrowed his eyes comfortably.

The familiar pipes and pots were lit, and I took puffs of dry tobacco.The smoke rose along his beard, drifted behind his ears, and disappeared.

The two came out from the city gate one after the other.

The shoulder pole is obliquely long.

In the evening of sunset, dragging the long slanting shadow of the old man, it went straight into the city gate and shone in the clear water of the moat, and some of the gates of the fence were also branded.

　Thank you for the reward of 200 starting coins from Li Renbie, and the reward of 1500 starting coins from the East of the Great Wilderness.Don't leave people, this ID is so familiar...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)