Era: I have a two-world door

Chapter 89, the broken one tastes so good.

Wang Qingsong's eyes widened when he heard this.

"Huh? Is your grandma the third generation?"

"No. She is the new third term."

"Ah? New third term? What do you mean?"

"I don't know the details. I heard from my grandma that classes were suspended when she was in elementary school. Later, when classes resumed, she went to junior high school. At that time, there were only workers, peasants, and soldiers college students, and very few were admitted. She didn't go to school, and then she went to the countryside.

But at that time, most of the people who went to the countryside were in the suburbs of Sijiu City. My grandma’s family didn’t have the money to go to the countryside at that time, so they were assigned to the Masigou area, which was the farthest place from the city and was in the mountainous area. More than three hundred miles away from here.

Even now, there are no trains passing over there. Just climb over the ditch on their side and you will reach Hebei. "

Wang Qingsong was suddenly enlightened after hearing this.

There he nodded slightly, and then asked: "Did she say she wanted to study?"

"Yes, even during that period, people with knowledge and those without knowledge were still different. They were just a little crazy at the beginning, but it got better later. Those who had a way back to the city. She said that no matter where You have to study wherever you go.”

Zhou Ying said while taking things out of the refrigerator.

After opening it, there were several beige buns inside.

Wang Qingsong stood there, thinking in his mind, unable to make a decision for a while.

But he was not in a hurry, there was still a year and a half left.

It would be best if you could get into a technical secondary school.

Suddenly, he felt something moving behind him, and saw Zhou Xin staring inside with her head stretched out!

The other party looked at him curiously.

Seeing her gaze, Wang Qingsong was a little at a loss and didn't know where to place his little hands.

Seeing that the time was almost up, he said, "Well...I'm leaving first! You don't have to worry about me."

"Huh? What time is it, and you're still leaving!"

Zhou Ying was surprised.

"It's okay, I have something to do when I go out, so I'm leaving first!"

After speaking, he said hello and left.

After the others left, Zhou Xin looked at Zhou Ying and asked curiously: "Didn't you say he was a tenant here? Why did he leave? Can you rest assured that a grown man is sharing the house with you?"

"What should I do? I can't afford a house. Besides, look at how old he is."

"There are too many bad boys."

Zhou Ying glared at her angrily: "Okay, hurry up and do your homework. There is a computer in the house. If you want to take online classes, you can get it yourself. The password is my birthday."

"Oh!!"

Zhou Xin pursed her lips and said softly, then asked: "By the way, sister, what about the surgery fee?"

Zhou Ying paused at these words, and then comforted: "It's okay, I'm here!"

After saying that, he also sighed secretly.

Seeing her expression, Zhou Xin thought for a moment and asked, "Sister, could you ask your classmate if I can borrow it?"

Zhou Ying hesitated for a moment, then said uncertainly: "I can definitely borrow some, it's just a question of how much, don't worry about it, go to school, I'm here!"

At this time she was wondering who to borrow money from.

I also have several good college classmates, but it is not appropriate to borrow too much money at once.

After all, I have only been working for two years!

……

Wang Qingsong returned to the rooftop and hid by the water tower again. He began to shiver and quietly changed his clothes.

After changing, he felt much warmer.

Then he waited there quietly.

Ten minutes later, Wang Qingsong returned to his new home.

After coming back, Wang Qingsong shivered subconsciously. It was really cold here!
  Set the time back first.

Then I came to the main room. The stove was already cold and the paste in the pot had dried up.

He opened the door ajar and came back to light the fire.

Add the remaining paste to the water. There is a lot of water, so you need to boil it for a while to dry it up.

Returned to the house again.

Take out the medicine given by Zhou Ying.

You definitely can't bring this medicine to grandma in a box, otherwise it won't be clear.

After thinking for a moment, I took out a newspaper, took out all the azithromycin tablets, and wrapped them in the newspaper.

Folded into a small paper package.

Nowadays, medicines are wrapped in white paper so they look more like medicine.

The medicine I drank for my headache now.

One is ambroxol hydrochloride and the other is cough syrup.

Tear open the outer paper box to reveal a brown bottle with a label inside.

While the syrup is larger, the bottle of ambroxol is much smaller.

After careful inspection, there is only an obvious example on the label, but there is no logo on the bottle.

Then he started to button up the trademark on it.

But this trademark is difficult to pull, and the last button is very gaudy.

After thinking for a while, he came to the main room, got some hot water from the thermos bottle, wet the sticker, and continued to fasten it there.

He stopped when the colorful pictures and words on it were all blurry, leaving only some white residue on it.

At least it can't be seen that way.

It’s not like there aren’t plastic medicine bottles in the city, so that can be explained.

Get one done, get the second one.

This stuff is very time consuming.

After buttoning everything up, there were adhesions everywhere on my fingernails.

Even the graduated cup on it was put away by him.

He estimated that the amount was equivalent to about half of the wine cup. There was no need to use this thing.

After finishing it, I put everything in my schoolbag and put it away, waiting to go to my grandma's house to give it to her tomorrow.

Back in the main room, the paste is almost gone.

Then I started painting the walls and pasting newspapers with peace of mind.

"Brother, brother, it's time to eat."

While I was busy, I heard the shout of the little girl outside.

"coming."

Seeing that there wasn't much glue, he put the thing down. He didn't stick it all over, but he stuck it up to the height of a person.

As for the rest, I will do it later.

Returning to the main room, looking at the stove that was still heating, he shouted to his little sister: "Go back first, I'll be back in a minute."

Hearing this, the little guy ran back in a hurry.

After the people left, he cleaned the pot with loofah pulp, poured some water into it, and closed the lid.

He lowered the fire under the stove, then locked the door and went out.

Back at Widow Feng’s house, the Kang table had been placed on the Kang, and several people were sitting there!

Seeing him come in, Widow Feng smiled and said: "How is it? Is it done? Let's eat first!"

"I've done some, but I haven't finished it yet. I'll finish it for him tomorrow and try to get it all done the day after tomorrow."

Wang Qingsong smiled and took off his shoes and climbed onto the kang. The kang was very warm.

Widow Feng nodded: "Well, let's eat."

Upon hearing this, Wang Qingsong took the corn pancakes and started eating them.

There is also a pot of chicken soup on the dinner table.

There are yellow oil flowers floating on it, and the smell is very attractive.

Looking at the still untouched chicken, he asked, "Auntie, you didn't eat much for lunch?"

"Eat, eat!"

Widow Feng said with a smile. Hearing this, Wang Qingsong did not force himself. He had food to eat, but only a few people knew about it.

Widow Feng naturally lived her life as before.

In her opinion, it would be a waste to eat chicken now since the Chinese New Year is celebrated the day after tomorrow.

Didn't say much.

A few people were eating quietly.

"Sister, aunt, you can eat this chicken liver. The doctor said that eating liver will help you recover faster. Here, eat chicken."

As he spoke, he put the chicken intestines into the bowl.

Got some chicken for a few people.

In the past, this thing was only for the father, who said that his children could not eat it, but he still liked to eat it.

Fortunately, although I have a lot of food there, a lot of time has passed and I can still eat now.

Widow Feng was not polite this time.

Xiaomai was eating well at this time, and she was happy now. She could eat enough every day these days, and she no longer had stomachaches from hunger.

"Qingsong! Can you go over and sleep tonight?"

While Widow Feng was eating, she thought about the two of them going to sleep tonight, so she asked him.

Wang Qingsong said nonchalantly: "It's okay, Auntie, just get used to it."

Let's see if my little sister can see over there at night.

Widow Feng did not force herself after hearing this.

After finishing the meal quickly, the two began to pack up and move things over there, and Xiao Zao followed behind to carry things.

Quilts, basins, daily necessities, and some food.

After arriving at the place, Xiaozao looked at the house and felt confused, but she still said: "Brother Qingsong, you are not doing well, can I help you?"

Wang Qingsong thought for a moment and shook his head: "Forget it, let's do it tomorrow. After we come back from my grandpa's place tomorrow afternoon, you can come over and help."

"Hey, okay! I'll go back first then!"

After Xiaozao finished speaking, he said hello and left.

But after a while, another bowl came over: "Brother Qingsong, this is the unfinished chicken. Mom asked me to bring it to you. She told you to save some food."

When Wang Qingsong saw this, he looked at the bowls and chopsticks on the stove, took a clean one and pulled out half of it, and handed the rest to her: "Here, take this back and eat it, okay, don't push it around, otherwise I will send it back later."

Seeing this, Xiao Zao hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded and left with half a bowl of chicken.

After the people left, he started to go inside and make the bed.

The kang mat has been laid out, and a quilt taken from Sun Xiuhe is placed underneath. In fact, this one is a bit thick, and a thinner mattress should be used.

Otherwise the heat won't come up.

But this is okay, at least it won't be too cold.

As for the quilt, I naturally got it from my second brother and father-in-law.

Looking at the bed that had been made, he felt happy from the bottom of his heart.

No matter how many houses we get there, there is still no warm and clean home that makes people happy.

From now on this will be my home.

Looking at the little girl following him, he knew that this guy was scared.

He smiled and said, "Go, heat up the fire under the stove, boil some water, and wash yourself. I'll go to grandma's house tomorrow."

"I can not!"

The little guy shook his head vigorously.

Seeing this, Wang Qingsong shook his head helplessly, returned to the main room, and used a stick to poke through the firewood to make the fire stronger.

The little guy kept following him.

Looking at the little guy, he thought of something and quietly took out the Bagua Mirror.

There was a slight sound over there, and it was the two sisters Zhou Ying eating and talking there.

Then he looked at the younger sister: "Sister, don't be afraid. There is nothing here. Do you still hear any sounds now?"

The little guy looked around and finally shook his head: "No!"

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong breathed a sigh of relief.

I don’t know when this change started. Before, others could hear it, but now only I can hear it.

It seems to be from the fight that day, right?
  But that's a good thing.

At least wheat won't be afraid in the future.

It felt like she still needed to get used to it. Wang Qingsong thought about the food he had brought and said with a smile: "You go in and take it with me, and I will prepare some delicious food for you. Be obedient! Otherwise, I won't get it for you!"

Hearing this, Xiaomai was confused.

Finally went in.

Wang Qingsong looked at the dusk outside, lit the oil lamp, and took it into the house.

He said to the little guy sitting by the kang: "Okay, get on the kang. The kang is already warm. It will be fine in a while."

Seeing this, Xiaomai took off his shoes and climbed up.

But she didn't take off her clothes, she just lay in bed waiting for him.

Wang Qingsong took a look and returned to the main room.

After locking the door, he returned to the room and took a look. Seeing that the little guy was still on the kang, he came back quickly.

Take out your own enamel tank for drinking water.

Then a bottle appeared in his hand.

The bottle is still cold.

Pour the milk in, put the bottle away and carry the milk in.

"Here, look what this is?"

Xiaomai took the thing and looked at it, feeling strange in his mind: "Brother, what is this?"

"Don't worry about it, just drink."

Milk must be very nutritious. Only rich people in the city can drink it. I should give it to my little sister.

The little guy saw this and took it.

In Wang Qingsong's expectant eyes, he took a sip and then raised his head with a strange look on his face.

"What's wrong? Doesn't it taste good?"

Mai shook his head and said, "Brother, is this bad? It smells sour, but it's just sweet."

"Really? It shouldn't be? Let me give it a try."

I just bought it from the supermarket!

He took the enamel jar and took a sip, frowning: "It's really sour."

I looked at the cup and felt that it was a pity that it tasted so good but it was still sweet!

When the little girl saw this, she took it directly: "It should be fine, just drink it. You can eat the tofu even if it is smelly, and this one tastes so good."

Wang Qingsong took it directly: "Wait a minute."

If it was before, he would have drank it directly. Now that he can get the stuff, why would he drink the broken stuff?
  A cow died in the village before.

It all stunk. There were no knives at that time, so the villagers took wooden spoons and tiles and divided the food directly.

Some even eat them raw.

I'm just afraid that I can't win over others, so that's fine!
  But it’s different now!
  And he felt that broken things would not be sold there.

Ready to see.

In the little guy's doubts, he went to the main room with the enamel jar in the main room.

With the light under the stove, I could see clearly what was written on the box.

Plain yogurt?

After looking at other places, he realized that this thing was sour.

Then he came back with a smile: "It's okay, just drink, nothing will happen!"

Upon seeing this, the little girl took the food and drank it directly. The yogurt was a little cold and she shivered because of the ice.

While drinking, he said with a smile: "Brother, this milk tastes so good, even the spoiled milk tastes so good."

(End of this chapter)