Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 14
"Thank you uncle, we want this."

Mo Qingli directly made a decision, took out three Wen coins from her purse, and passed Liu's directly to the pork seller. I really didn't know how to call him, so I might as well call him Uncle. I was almost bald just now. If I called him Big Brother, it would be troublesome. It's a joke.

"You girl!"

Mrs. Liu tapped Qingli's head lightly with her hand, took the big bone, and said without getting angry at her self-assertion, "Mother has money here, let's buy meat for you, this big bone has no meat."

"No mother, the big bones are pretty good. Our family made some soup and sent it to grandma. The guy in the medical center just said that it is good for the elderly."

"Really, the price is also considered cheap, it's not worth buying it."

Liu Shi nodded dubiously. Originally, she was thinking that maybe her daughter was greedy, but she would not buy this kind of meatless bones if she was greedy. She must have listened to others.

"We, Qingli, have saved some private money too?" Mrs. Liu took out three Wen coins from her bosom and gave it to Qingli again, "You save the money to buy some snacks, mother still has money."

Mo Qingli thought for a while, and then carefully put the copper plate in the purse given by her elder brother. Since mother doesn't use hers, she can save it. When she makes money selling wild chrysanthemums, she can scrape together fifty yuan and one hundred yuan. Let's give it to my mother together.

"It's noon, mother, where are we going? Should we go to the school to see Dad and the others, or to the small yard they rented?"

Mrs. Liu touched Qingli's head and looked up at the sun. It was indeed noon. Mo Ruhu should still be in school at this time, but she didn't want to disturb her, so she said to Qingli, "Mother will take you to the elementary school. Let’s go to the courtyard, and make some food for your father and the others when the time comes.”

Qingli people have short legs, and they can't carry heavy things. The cloth and big bones are carried by the mother, and the mother also carries a bag, which contains some home-baked pancakes and a Chinese cabbage. This is the case in the town. Not good, there are too few places to collect firewood, and the father and son have to light the fire every day when they come back. Apart from the firewood picked up by his third brother, he has to buy it with copper coins. As a result, Mrs. Liu is afraid of spending firewood if she wants to make pancakes, so she can only do it at home. When it's done, bring it over.

The location of the small courtyard rented by Mo Ruhu, father and son is not far away. I heard that the school is also nearby, but it is a small courtyard, and it is too small. After entering the door, the main room is only three meters away, only two meters away. A room, and the kitchen next to it was also built later, which is quite short, but the advantage is that there is a well at the door of the house, so it is more convenient to fetch water. There are some baskets on the edge of the yard, which are firewood, and there are no extra things. It looks like It was very clean.

Mrs. Liu went to work in the kitchen. Qingli originally wanted her mother to leave a big bone to stew, but thought that it would take an hour or two to stew, and there was not much firewood, so she was embarrassed to say it. It's time to buy some meat, let's wait two days, and when she goes back, she will ask her second sister Qing Qiang to pick wild chrysanthemums, sell them for money, and then she must buy some meat for her father.

People in the town don’t have an earthen kang in the house, but a wooden bed with a mosquito net hanging on it. There is no extra decoration in the father’s room, only a square table and a stool, covered with straw paper, and the ink has dried up. The font is vigorous and powerful, and the style of writing is free and easy. You can say that the writing is like a person, and my father is indeed of this character.

The layout of the eldest brother and the third brother's room is similar, and it is also a little empty. It has an extra box than the father's room, two wooden beds, a table and two stools, but the table is a little empty, and there is nothing. I want to see my elder brother's blue ink. Li was a little disappointed.

Mo Qingli came to the kitchen and saw that her mother, Mrs. Liu, was busy washing the cabbage brought home, and then made a cabbage soup with a few pieces of potatoes in it. Seeing that there were eggs in the box, use green onions I fried two, heated up the tortillas, put all the cooked meals in the pot and cleaned them up again.

"Qingli, are you hungry? Let's eat some corn tortillas first, and then go home with your mother for dinner."

Mrs. Liu looked at the sky, thinking that it would be some time before Qingli's father left school, if he had been waiting, it would be too late for the two of them to go back.

"Mom, shouldn't we wait for Dad and them?"

After finally coming to the town, and not seeing her father and two elder brothers, Qingli was a little reluctant, but felt that what Liu said was reasonable, it was too late to go back and the road was not easy, the road was full of bumps, and it would be difficult to walk if you turned your foot. Twist to.

"Don't wait, let's go back and have dinner."

Mrs. Liu came to the house, dipped some ink with her father's brush, and left a note. Qingli saw that her mother still had some ink. The writing was very delicate. I thought she had practiced it for many years before coming here. .

The mother and daughter closed and locked the door of the small courtyard, and then left, but at this time, it is important to keep the door open at night, and many people in the village are not locked, and the folk customs are simple, stealing is a felony, and it is rare, but Qingli's house is still locked at night. She thinks it may be because there is no man in the family, and her old lady is also a bit pretty. Although there are no thieves in the village, it seems that there are rogues. Some time ago when she went out for a walk, she heard that there were people under the big tree. A few gossips were chattering, saying that there was an old bachelor in his 40s in the village who was always hanging out in front of a widow's door recently, and he also went in at night, saying that he had all eyes, noses and eyes, as if she had seen it with her own eyes. , I didn't know until the end after hearing it, and I also listened to what was passed on by so-and-so.

"Girl Li, mother thinks that our house is almost out of soy sauce."

Mrs. Liu slapped her head, and she said why there is still ten cents left in today's budget, and she didn't buy the soy sauce she originally planned to buy.

"But mother, we forgot to take the bottle."

The soy sauce I buy now is in bulk, and I need to take a bottle to the grocery store to buy it. In fact, there is a grocery store at the entrance of the village, but Mrs. Liu always feels that the soy sauce sold is not as fresh as the one in the town.

"Well, I still have a little foundation at home, so I can make do with it first."

Mrs. Liu thought for a while, and was not in a hurry, so she stopped being entangled. She finally came to the town, and she had to bring something back. Last time her uncle brought a lot of eggs, and she couldn't say that she didn't have any. He took Qingli around a few corners, went to the pastry shop, and bought some soft and easy snacks, so that the parents-in-law could also have a bite.

This is the first time for Qingli to come to an ancient pastry shop, and it is not much different from what she thought. She also liked Daoxiang Village very much before, and I heard that it is also a pastry recipe left by the past. It's not as complicated as western pastries, but it's delicious and authentic.

There are not many styles in the pastry shop. There are some kind of cakes with fillings similar to wife’s cakes. The price is a bit expensive, 25 cents per catty. The glutinous rice strips are also sprinkled with icing sugar, but at this time, glutinous rice is a precious thing, and so is sugar. It was sold for [-] Wen. Other jujube cakes, osmanthus cakes, sesame cakes, and many crispy ones, peanut crisps, sesame sticks, etc., have different prices.

(End of this chapter)