Era Space: The darling of the rough man is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 33 Cooking Noodles
State-run restaurants dare to go in if they want to eat.

It was Zhao Hongmei who went to the fair one year to sell Prunella vulgaris, and met a woman who was bitten by a snake on the way.

She threw the shoulder pole and ran all the way to the brigade medical station.

Seeing that the woman is well dressed, she is expected to be from the town.Time was running out, so she didn't stay long, and ran back to pick up the baskets to go to the fair.

Later, the woman came to the door with her husband to thank her, and left a stack of tickets when she left.

She was so happy that she took her mother-in-law and Xiaolan to the fair for a luxury for the first time.

Three people share a bowl of noodles.

Just taste the taste and see the world, how can you be full.

Aunt Honghua looked at the back room, she was so sad that tears came down, no wonder Grandma Yang only shed tears at her
Sin.
The new year is fine, but at this time of year, there are not many families in the village who have faces, and neither does hers.

"My second sister-in-law has cut noodles." Song Yi frowned deeply, "Aunt Honghua help clean up the house, I'll do it right away."

Aunt Honghua looked at his straight back and pulled Zhao Hongmei up with a sigh.

"You can be regarded as filial piety, and you still eat meat noodle soup with you, but where can you ask the captain to find meat?"

The sky was dark, Lin Yuzhu left the house and was about to go to school, when Song Yi turned around from the path and walked towards her.

She stood there suspiciously. At this moment, why is he still walking back?

Song Yi stopped in front of her, hesitated for a while, his face was a little uncomfortable, "Do you have any meat at home, lend me a piece."

"Huh? Borrowing meat?" Seeing that he had grabbed a handful of dried noodles, Lin Yuzhu was even more puzzled, "You are?"

She didn't think about being greedy, seeing his embarrassed look, she guessed that he borrowed it for others.

"Grandma Yang is probably about tonight. She wants to eat a bowl of broth noodles from a state-run restaurant. My second sister-in-law said you should still have some. Come over and ask. If you have any, give me one and return it to you another day." Song Yi stiffened His face was burning with embarrassment.

He knew that the second sister-in-law bought the meat so he dared to agree, but when he got home, he found that more than two catties of meat had entered the stomach of the second room and his mother.

I didn't put it in the pot, just cut the garlic sprouts, mixed with soy sauce and chili powder, and dipped the large pieces of meat to eat directly.

He wanted to borrow meat but was in vain, so he could only come to the Lin family to try his luck.

Immediately, Lin Yuzhu's mind appeared a thin old lady with a hunched waist.

He has a benevolent face, with dry cheeks and wrinkles at the corners of his eyes when he smiles, and his neat white teeth are rare in the village.

The old lady's husband and eldest son both died on the battlefield. It was really difficult to raise three daughters and one son by herself, so she sent three daughters to distant relatives in other villages to raise them.

I pull the little son to live by myself, but unfortunately my son is incompetent, he dreams of living a good life every day, lazy and greedy.

After marrying him a powerful daughter-in-law, she gave birth to a daughter, and the couple quarreled and fought every day.

Not two years later, the daughter-in-law took the money and clothes from the family and sneaked away in the middle of the night. No one knew where she went.

The son said he wanted to go out to look for it, but after looking for it, no one was there.

The old man and the three-year-old granddaughter were left behind.

It is okay for villagers to help for a while, but there is no reason to help for a lifetime.

This family is quite special, so I can't leave it alone.

The previous production team leader simply said that if someone is willing to be Yang Chuanbiao's wife, he will get two work points for each person!
Two work points are exciting, but it is obvious that widows need to bring two oil bottles.

The man is not at home, what kind of life is this?

Others don't want it, but widow Zhao Hongmei's in-laws do.

She felt that Zhao Hongmei didn't have any children anyway, and she was so miserable at home every day, she might as well exchange a hundred catties of millet for the family to be quiet from now on.

Lin Yuzhu thought of Zhao Hongmei who always had a fierce look on her face but kept an old man paralyzed in bed clean.

Spicy is spicy, but it can't be hated.

He raised the elderly and the young by himself, and let Xiaolan, who was not his own daughter, go to school. He scolded the world every day, but never beat her with a single finger.

"Come in, I'm done here, it's faster for you to take it directly." Lin Yuzhu waved to him, turned and stepped into the room.

Song Yi's hand holding the dried noodles tightened, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "That's fine."

Lin Yuzhu glanced at Fang Shuhui's room where the kerosene lamp was lit, where cloth was being cut, so she simply didn't ask them to come out to help.

She picked up the kerosene lamp on the table and smiled at Song Yi, "Time is running out, come and help me light the fire."

In fact, it is not necessary for someone to help light the fire, but leaving him outside alone, it is better to come to the kitchen to help.

One lamp is like a bean, and the dim light reflects the two busy shadows on the earth wall.

The stove fire was beeping, beeping, booming.

There were two wooden basins under the water urn, Lin Yuzhu and Song Yi each occupied one side, one for washing pea tips and the other for washing green onions.

Lin Yuzhu took a strainer, put the pea tips on the basin to control the water, turned around and took out two eggs from the cabinet.

Song Yi was taken aback, "I didn't say I wanted eggs."

"I once fell while chopping firewood on the mountain and sprained my foot. Aunt Hongmei carried me back. When I got home, she went back to help me pick up the firewood, and returned the favor." Lin Yuzhu put the eggs in the On the stovetop, turn around and start slicing the meat.

Zhao Hongmei has a hot temper and a stubborn personality. Back then, Fang Shuhui brought the original owner eggs to the door to thank her, but she was scolded out of nowhere.

Now that she is in trouble, repaying this favor for the original owner is considered a kindness of dripping water.

Song Yi remained silent, got up and picked the garlic sprouts and put them on the edge of the cutting board, and sat down to light the fire.

"I was delivered by Grandma Yang. That year, my mother had already stepped into the coffin with one foot. If it weren't for Grandma Yang and your mother's half ginseng, I wouldn't have survived."

That's why he promised to help her fulfill any wish as long as he can do it.

Lin Yuzhu turned her head to look at the depressed Song Yi, pursed her lips and said nothing, lifted the lid of the pot and scooped up the half-cooked noodles and put them in cold water.

In this situation, there is really no need to give him chicken soup for the soul.

The sizzling sound of fried eggs in the pan added excitement to the silent kitchen.

The warm and strong aroma from the collision of red pepper, garlic sprouts and fatty pork fills the entire kitchen.

Song Yi quietly watched Lin Yuzhu's busy movements, and his sore and swollen heart slowly calmed down.

In the large earthenware bowl, the noodle soup is filled with golden oil flowers and shredded red pepper.

The noodles are white, green pea tips are dripping on the side, a layer of large sauce-colored meat slices is spread, and two golden-fried poached eggs lie on top.

Song Yi swallowed subconsciously, feeling even hungrier.

The state-run restaurant doesn't make the noodles so good...

"You haven't eaten yet, right? I still have a lot left at night at home. You can deal with your stomach first, and I'll send it over for you?"

"No, there's food left at home." Song Yi lifted his face and walked out of the kitchen, thinking of the school, turned to her and said, "I don't have time to arrange labor tasks tonight, and I have already asked Erdou to explain it to me. There are no changes, so you don't have to." went."

Lin Yuzhu nodded, seeing that he was about to leave, and stopped him with a smile, "Hey, wait a minute."

"What else?"

"I'm going to meet Tanxu with Second Aunt Song the day after tomorrow." She smiled fearlessly and continued, "You know, Shan Jiangzi is only available during this period of time."

Song Yi immediately raised his chest, "Do you want to go to heaven!" He glared at him fiercely, "I don't have time to scold you now, I must severely criticize your capitalist thinking after I finish my work over there! "

"Yeah!" Lin Yuzhu smiled sweetly, "I'll start to reflect on my mistakes now!"

Song Yi was choked by her courage to admit her mistakes and obviously did not want to repent, so she glared at her and left angrily.

Lin Yuzhu curled her mouth, cleaned the pot, packed up the sundries in the kitchen, took her things and sat at the door quietly waiting for Second Aunt Song to come and join her.

There are only a few pieces of money left in the aluminum lunch box, and it is difficult for her not to be anxious. It doesn't matter if she is scolded, as long as she can make money.

(End of this chapter)