Wearing eighty books, the little widow turns into a rich woman

Lin Lan took a shaukei, went to the main room and lifted the lid of the rotten basket, grabbed a few handfuls of bean sprouts, put the lid back on to the stove, washed them with water and put them on the stove.

Looking at Lin Yuezhen who was sitting in front of the stove cutting beans, she said, "Sister, I heard from Xiangyang that Brother Yong has a crush on you. What do you think of Brother Yong?"

Lin Yuezhen froze for a moment, turned her head with a blushing face, and gestured to Lin Lan: "Brother Yong is a good man, I don't want to look for him anymore, as long as you don't dislike me, I will always follow you."

Wu Shufen looked at her reproachfully: "You girl, how could Xiaolan dislike you, we all want you to find another one, and give birth to a boy and a half girl while you are young, so that the family can have hope in life."

After hearing this, Lin Yuezhen lowered her head and thought for a while: "Brother Yong looks younger than me, we are not suitable."

Wu Shufen smiled and said: "It looks younger than you, but it's not really younger than you. As the old saying goes, female juniors hold gold bricks! You listen to your aunt and look around with Brother Yong. If you get along well, we will hold a wedding ceremony next year." gone."

Lin Yuezhen blushed and nodded when she heard Xiaodouzi's cheerful laughter in the courtyard.

Wu Shufen turned her head to look at Lin Lan and said with a smile, "Talk to Xiang Yang, let him go back and ask Brother Yong to ask his in-laws and uncle to be a matchmaker."

Lin Lan smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll tell him after dinner."

She took the steamer out of the pot, took the custard out of the steamer, scooped up some rotten minced meat and poured it on the custard, fried mung bean sprouts, and brought it to the table.

"This girl, there are more and more tricks, and the custard is still covered with rotten knife meat!" Wu Shufen rolled her eyes at Lin Lan, and handed her green onion leaves and coriander, "Mix a bowl of dipping water, I'll take the dishes and set them up, God When it’s cold, the food also gets cold quickly.”

"Yeah!" Lin Lan took it fawningly, mixed it with water, went out and said to the two riders in the courtyard, "It's time to eat."

"Hey!" Xiaodouzi replied crisply, seeing Lin Lan's face flushed with excitement, "Mom, I've ridden for more than ten laps, and I'm good at it."

Lin Lan glanced at Li Xiangyang who had both feet on the ground: "Uncle Xiangyang won't sit behind you, can you ride away by yourself?"

Xiaodouzi shook his head dejectedly: "No, the car will fall down! But it will be fine after I practice a few more times."

Li Xiangyang patted him with a smile: "Eat first, and uncle will practice with you slowly after the holiday."

Xiaodouzi looked at him and nodded heavily: "Yes! Thank you, Uncle Xiangyang."

Li Xiangyang looked at his own reflection in his dark eyes, smiled and rubbed his head: "Wash your hands and eat."

When the two of them washed their hands and put them on the table, the food was already set. There was a large basin in the middle of the table, and there were several aniseed ingredients such as red wolfberry, orange peel, and nutmeg, and stewed soft and sticky mutton and radishes. With the emerald green chopped green onion, just looking at it will make you appetite.

Li Xiangyang glanced at the casserole on the chopping board, and said with a smile, "Is it stewed in a casserole?"

"Yeah!" Lin Lan nodded with a smile, "The casserole from the Supply and Marketing Cooperative is pretty good, I bought several and put it away."

"Xiangyang, would you like a glass of wine?" Wu Shufen looked at him with a smile.

Li Xiangyang smiled and shook his head: "Thank you, auntie, I'm going to the slaughterhouse this afternoon."

"You don't need to thank the family, just order it as you like." Wu Shufen gave him and beans, and twisted two pieces of mutton with skin each: "Eat more, and eat mutton to keep you warm when it's cold."

Lin Lan looked at Wu Shufen full of jealousy: "Mom, you are biased. You put vegetables for Douzi and Xiangyang, but not for me and Sister Yuezhen."

Wu Shufen gave her a reproachful look: "Don't be ashamed, I'm still jealous at such an adult."

Xiaodouzi and Li Xiangyang each picked a piece for her: "Don't be jealous, we'll hold it for you."

"Thank you!" Lin Lan smiled and scooped up minced meat for a few people, "Eat some minced meat for egg custard."

After a meal, the most leftover was the fragrant and glutinous mutton with skin, and all the juicy and tender radishes were eaten up.

After Xiaodouzi brought Wangcai a bowl full of mutton soup for rice, he turned around and sat on the bamboo chair, showing Li Xiangyang his belly: "Today's radish is so delicious, my stomach is full."

Li Xiangyang stroked his swollen belly, and said with a smile: "Children should eat more. I don't like to eat mutton. Next time, Uncle Xiangyang will bring you sheep's trotters. Stewed radish with sheep's trotters is also delicious."

Xiaodouzi nodded with a smile: "Yeah! Mom said I'm a snack!"

Li Xiangyang laughed after hearing this: "Snacks! It's good to eat!"

Lin Lan washed the dishes and came out and said to Li Xiangyang, "Sister Yuezhen is willing to look around with Brother Yong."

Li Xiangyang nodded: "Okay, I'll go and talk to him."

Lin Lan looked at Xiaodouzi: "Son, don't you want to take a nap?"

Xiaodouzi rubbed his belly and shook his head: "I'm too full, I'll go dig the crickets and feed them to the chickens." Then he ran to the wing room to get a shovel.

It's getting colder, and the chickens are not laying as many eggs as before. Some chickens laid eggs in one day, but now it takes two days for them to lay eggs.The daily eggs are no longer enough to make pumpkin cakes, and Yang Meihua and Li Guizhi's eggs are sold to Lin Lan.

"I'll go to Caishi Street in the south of the city." Li Xiangyang got up and said.

Lin Lan nodded: "Okay, I'm going to make bean rolls."

As long as she has time, she tries to make fresh pastries for sale every day. Fresh pastries taste good and are hygienic to eat.

Li Xiangyang went to Caishi Street in the south of the city by bicycle, and saw that Zhao Dehai and several masters were still busy.

"Brother Zhao, has Lao Miao come again?"

"I came here this morning, but I haven't been here again!" Zhao Dehai put down the shovel in his hand, smiled and stepped forward to give him a cigarette, "Look at this house, it was dilapidated when I bought it, and it has been repaired and brand new. It's no different."

Carpenter Li said with a smile: "The house is like a person. It has to be raised. Only when people live in it can it be popular, and the things grown in the house and yard will grow well."

Zhao Dehai smiled and nodded: "Yes, no one lives in the house, and it will slowly rot."

"Let's go in and see!"

As Li Xiangyang said, he walked towards the shop, and saw that the moldy purlins and rafters on the roof of the shop had been replaced, the collapsed wall in the backyard was also built, the well was cleaned, and the roof in the backyard was completely new.

The broken dead branches of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the corner of the courtyard were also cut off, and the leaves turned greener.

Zhao Dehai pointed to the red bricks piled up in the corner, "In a few days, the partition wall of the house will be built. I bought the mortar and painted it twice, and it will be finished."

Li Xiangyang praised: "That's right, Brother Zhao can take them out to pick up jobs in the future, and do renovations and repairs."

Zhao Dehai scratched his head happily: "What can I do?"

Li Xiangyang looked at the simple and honest Zhao Dehai, and said: "If Lao Miao comes to make trouble again, you let him go to my house to find me."

Zhao Dehai nodded: "Good!"

After agreeing with Zhao Dehai, Li Xiangyang rode his bicycle towards the garment factory and told Brother Yong the good news.

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Lin Lan took the last plate of pumpkin pie out of the oven, and Lin Yuezhen shoveled out the remaining charcoal fire in the oven, extinguished it with water, and picked out the briquettes with tongs.

Yang Meihua's voice came from the gate of the courtyard: "Lin Lan, are you home?"

"Here!" Lin Lan put down the pumpkin pie and walked out, "Sister Meihua, come in and sit for a while!"