good old days

Chapter 85 Feng Man
When Jiang Xinyu carried the bucket for the third time, Li Yuezhen and Jiang Baoqin were chatting and laughing in her courtyard.

"Are you back from school?" Li Yuezhen asked with a smile.

Jiang Xinyu nodded and poured water into the water jar.

Chen Xiuyun was drying the clothes, and Chen Jiajia called "Yuezhen" in the room.

Li Yuezhen opened the door and entered the room, "What's wrong with Jiajia?"

Chen Jiajia handed her the written letter and the money.

Chen Jiajia glanced at Jiang Baoqin who was poking around in the courtyard, and asked, "Why are you playing with her?"

Li Yuezhen took out her letter from her bag, and said casually, "What's wrong? No way? You don't like Song Minghan, why don't you let me play with lesbians who like Song Minghan?"

Chen Jiajia didn't expect her to speak so bluntly, her face froze, and she couldn't say anything more.

Li Yuezhen smiled again and said, "Take care of your illness quickly, Teacher Fang is waiting for you."

The two talked a few more words, and Li Yuezhen went out with two envelopes.

"Auntie, I have to trouble you to make a trip."

Chen Xiuyun took the letter, "What's the matter, it's just a matter of passing, I'll go tomorrow morning."

Li Yuezhen said: "Hey, can you bring me a catty of meat back, I want to eat braised pork."

As Li Yuezhen said, she took out the meat ticket and two yuan and handed it to Chen Xiuyun.

Chen Xiuyun took it and said, "I'll bring you back tomorrow if there are too many."

Chen Xiuyun took two letters into the house. The recipients on the two envelopes were named Li, which was obviously a man's name, and the other was named Feng, named Feng Man, who should be a woman's name. This letter was also written by Chen Jiajia, address It is a family courtyard of a certain military region in the capital.

As soon as Chen Xiuyun put the letter away, Jiang Xinyu walked in. She gave Comrade Chen Xiuyun the review notes she wrote during this period, "Mom, don't forget to read it."

Chen Xiuyun nodded after receiving it, and she still has free time to watch it when she teaches the primary school students in the team every day.

"What are you eating at night?" The spicy diced rabbit I ate last week, and the whole grain steamed buns I ate at school this week, the soup and water were gone for a week, and a bird almost faded out of my mouth.

Chen Xiuyun glanced at her, "You want to eat well every day."

Jiang Xinyu said confidently: "Who doesn't want to eat good food?"

"Before it's dark, go pick some wild vegetables and come back and fry some wild vegetables and eggs later."

Anyway, the family has extra income, even if Chen Xiuyun saves up the eggs laid by the hen, she doesn't plan to exchange them for money at the supply and marketing cooperative.

After dinner in the evening, Chen Xiuyun went to Widow Wang's house.

"Chen Yi didn't come back?"

Widow Wang said: "Yesterday I said I would go to the Shijinggou brigade to show a movie today, so I probably won't be back today."

The Shijinggou brigade also belongs to the Red Star Commune, but on the other side of the mountain, the road is very difficult to walk, and the production tasks have not been up to standard every year. It can be regarded as a backward brigade of the Red Star Commune.

"Did you ask about that?" Widow Wang's attitude was a little unnatural, with erratic eyes.

Chen Xiuyun said: "The letter she wanted to send home had Feng Man's name on it. This should be the name of her family members and her father's name. I'm not ashamed to ask directly."

Widow Wang's complexion has changed.

Feng Man, Feng Man.

"Hello, my name is Feng Man. I am a medical worker. I have experienced life and death with Chen Jinhua on the battlefield. Are you her sister?"

When the young, beautiful and cultured Feng Man appeared in Chen Jinhua's home in a red dress, Widow Wang understood the tenderness in her eyes when she mentioned Chen Jinhua.

After Feng Man left, Chen Jinhua's mother began to torture her, saying plainly that she bought it from her biological parents because she was pitiful. In the future, Chen Jinhua would have a daughter-in-law with better conditions, and the Chen family didn't need her anymore. The old woman wanted to sell her at first.

Widow Wang knew that when she was in the Chen family, she was a child bride in the old society.

To be precise, she and Chen Jinhua didn't even have a marriage certificate.

After Chen Xiuyun said Feng Man's name, she saw that Widow Wang began to lose her mind, her face seemed to be crying and smiling, and there were all kinds of expressions on her face.She called her several times, but didn't call her soul back.

Chen Xiuyun patted Widow Wang on the shoulder and asked loudly, "What's wrong with you?" This expression was really scary.

Widow Wang came back to her senses, the expression on her face was uglier than crying, "I'm fine."

After Chen Xiuyun left, Widow Wang couldn't sew clothes with a needle, she sat there blankly, thinking of Chen Yi, he had no father since he was a child, everyone else had it, but he didn't.I heard him ask it when I was a child, but he never asked it again when he grew up.

Widow Wang felt that when Chen Yi came back, she still had to tell him about Chen Jinhua.

Although Chen Yi may not need a father anymore, Chen Jinhua owed their mother and son. In [-], he was already promising. After all these years, he should be even more promising.

She didn't want to take advantage of him, but seeing that his other daughter was well-dressed and born from the capital, she couldn't help feeling a little unbalanced.

Widow Wang was stunned, thinking in a mess, and finally decided that she would tell Chen Yi whether she wanted this father or not, let him decide for himself, and she would listen to him.

Before dawn the next day, Chen Xiuyun took fifty soaps to the county seat.I didn't come last week, but after I came this week, it sold out very quickly, and it was almost sold out after eleven o'clock.

The family ran out of meat tickets, so Chen Xiuyun bought two catties of pigs and a pig's trotter with no meat on the black market for [-] cents.

After returning to the town, he took the letter in his pocket to the post office and mailed it.When I arrived at the food station, I bought meat for Li Yuezhen with a ticket. She thought that the stock of soap at home was already low, and she could sell it out in four or five trips to the county, so she spent two cents to bring back two pig pans .

There were a lot of things to bring back, but Chen Xiuyun's journey was not slow, and he arrived home at two o'clock.

Everyone in the brigade is eating at home, and the staff of the film studio are all waiting for food at the shed. Chen Jiajia also started work today while sick, and Li Yuezhen and Li Yuezhen are also waiting at the shed.

The newly built house of Jiang Pandi's house has not been repaired yet. She comes to sleep every night and doesn't stay here much during the day.

Taking advantage of the absence of outsiders, Chen Xiuyun quickly brought two pig pancreas into the house and put them in a stone basin. Jiang Xinyu moved a small stool and began to select fascia, then cut them into small pieces with scissors, and then smashed them hard with a hammer.

This job can only be done secretly, Jiang Xinyu will do it for a while, and Jiang Yuzhu will do it for a while.

Chen Xiuyun was outside washing the pig's stomach and intestines, and shaving the pig's trotters. The mother and daughter were very busy.

After the pigs were cleaned up, Chen Xiuyun filled the pot with water, and put some pepper star anise and soy sauce into it to cook.

During the time between braised pork, she deftly used sorghum flour to make dough and rolled out the noodles.

After the noodles were cut and the meat in the pot was almost stewed, Chen Xiuyun took out the pig intestines, pork belly and trotters, and put the soup into the pot. Throw the fascia and lumpy meat into the pot, and add stick noodles to cook for Xiao Hei.

Immediately afterwards, I cleaned the pot and started to fry the tripe shreds, pouring another spoonful of stewed soup halfway through.

After the vegetables were served, the noodles began to be served. The color of the sorghum noodles turned black. It looked ugly, but it was absolutely delicious when cooked, and it was very springy.

After eating a bowl of delicious pork belly noodles, Jiang Xinyu no longer said that the sorghum noodles were unpalatable.

The tripe is salty and crispy, and the more you chew, the more fragrant it becomes. Jiang Xinyu can't be too satisfied with two bowls of rice.

(End of this chapter)