Portable space in the 60s

Chapter 9

Although Mrs. Tang is 63 this year, she is still very agile. She pushed Su Su away with one hand, and strode into the kitchen by herself, muttering dissatisfiedly: "I really don't know how to live. I usually say that I have no money. This day Delicious..."

She is of medium height, neither fat nor thin, with some wrinkles on her face, but she is still fair. She looks kind with a smile on her face, but when she saw Tang Bao drooping her eyelids and the corners of her lips, her face was mean. Disgusted and yelled in a low voice: "Damn girl, why don't you hurry up and get out."

I was going to walk around when I was full, and Tang Bao, a fool, stood in front of me. How could I find out about my son's family background?
Seeing his father standing at the kitchen door frowning, Tang Bao blinked his almond eyes at him, and slowly walked past him to leave the kitchen.

Seeing that there was no fish soup in the pot, Mrs. Tang subconsciously went to the jars below, and found that two jars were empty, but the third jar was half filled with cornmeal.

"Grandma, what are you doing?" Tang Mingyuan looked at her skillful actions, and felt like a fire was burning in his heart, dissatisfied, and a little indescribably angry.

In rural areas, as long as the elderly are able to work for the elderly, most of them only charge their children two or three yuan, and the mother asks for eight yuan to open their mouths, so it can only be reduced to five yuan.

It's also fortunate that she dislikes this place in the countryside, and she doesn't come here a few times throughout the year, but every time she comes, it's like a ghost entering the village, which makes him feel bitter and astringent.

Mrs. Tang didn't feel embarrassed when her son bumped into her. Instead, she said confidently, "Let me see what can be burned. Your eldest nephew and his partner are here. You must let them go back hungry, right?"

After finishing speaking, he took the bamboo joints, spooned three bamboo joints cornmeal into the basin, looked at him and said, "What are you doing in a daze? Go and bring in that fish soup and make some pimple soup."

Tang Mingyuan stepped forward and saw that the rice and glutinous rice flour in the jar were gone, so he knew that his daughter had tampered with it.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and went outside to bring in the fish soup by himself. Although the thorns in the fish soup had been removed, he was also very careful to keep the fish meat, for fear that there would be thorns.

Mrs. Tang dug out the remaining five eggs, cracked them all, and found soybean oil. It wasn't because she didn't feel sorry for her family, so she poured out a lot, and copied a plate of oily and yellow scrambled eggs.

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The room in the middle was also partitioned by two ordinary cabinets. The inside was where Su Su and the others slept, and a simple square table and a few simple small wooden stools were placed outside.

These were all made by the carpenters in the village. The workmanship was very rough, and they were not painted, which is common in rural areas.

Although Su Su didn't want to see these people from the Tang family, she didn't want to embarrass Tang Mingyuan, so she picked up a bamboo kettle and poured them two bowls of tea.

"Don't you have an enamel tea mug at home?" Liu Qiaoyue was the one brought by Tang Hongjun. Compared to most people who are now thinner, she is white and fat, with obvious double chins on her round face. Fortunately, Not short, with big black braids, is the most popular look in this era.

At this time, she looked at the old coarse porcelain bowl in front of her, her small eyes were full of disgust.

Then it landed on Tang Bao, looking up and down unabashedly, unable to peel her clean and take a closer look.

That look displeased Tang Bao, and he slowly opened the curtain and walked into the inner room. Now that Mrs. Tang was tossing about in the kitchen, she first put away the things in her parents' room.

Even if it disappears in the space, it is better than being taken away by them.

Tang Hongjun had handsome eyebrows and eyes, especially the pair of red phoenix eyes that looked very bright and affectionate. At this time, he coaxed Liu Qiaoyue gently: "I really wronged you. If I knew it earlier, I would have brought you the enamel jar prepared for you."

Looking at Su Su again, she introduced with a little flamboyance: "Auntie, Comrade Qiaoyue is the daughter of the deputy director of the enamel tea pot factory in our town. We are going to get married on March 28, and you will also have a cup of tea then." .”

To get married at this time, in order to show the style of the new era, there is no need for those cumbersome etiquettes, and there is no banquet. Drink a cup of tea, eat two candies, or melon seeds and peanuts, that is considered as watching the ceremony.

Only then did Su Su understand why Zhao Hongjun smiled so affectionately towards Liu Qiaoyue.

Tang Bao packed up what needed to be cleaned up, smelled the aroma of scrambled eggs again, and then walked out slowly.

Mrs. Tang was obviously also watching the dishes. She put the delicious scrambled eggs in front of Liu Qiaoyue, and smiled very kindly: "Qiaoyue, there is nothing good to eat at home. I have wronged you."

Tang Hongjun was very good at borrowing flowers to present Buddha, put more than half of the eggs on the plate into Liu Qiaoyue's plate, and said softly: "Eat more, you are tired and thin recently."

Then he shared the remaining eggs with Mrs. Tang and Tang Mingyuan, and said with a smile, "Grandma, you can eat too, third uncle, I have something nice to tell you."

However, Liu Qiaoyue glanced at him, and said with dissatisfaction: "Comrade Red Army, can it be okay if you don't talk while eating?"

Tang Hongjun smiled embarrassedly: "Okay, okay, eat quickly."

Tang Bao slowly ate the small half bowl of corn noodle soup in front of him. Seeing that they were turning against customers, he was very glad for a moment that he didn't live with them.

Otherwise, I might be forced to go to Liangshan and rebel.

Now that I endured them, I looked at my father's face, just like what my mother told me quietly before, no matter what, Mrs. Tang also gave birth to Tang Mingyuan, and when Tang Mingyuan couldn't bear it, she wouldn't regret it when she thought about it.

Tang Bao ate slowly, he only ate half of the bowl, and they divided up the pot.

When Liu Qiaoyue was full, she looked at Tang Bao, and said with a gift-like tone: "Although you can see that it is useless if you look at it slowly, but fortunately there is not much to eat, so pick a day and send it to my house." .”

Tang Bao looked at his parents puzzled, but couldn't figure out what she meant by that.

On the contrary, Tang Hongjun felt that he had done a lot of hard work. If it wasn't for him, how could Tang Bao, a fool, marry into the Liu family, so he hurriedly said, "Uncle, aunt, the Liu family has taken a fancy to Tang Bao, and you can do something for Tang Bao too." Wearing a lingerie suit, prepare some nicer bedding..."

Tang Mingyuan frowned when he heard his words, and looked at him sharply: "What do you mean?"

Su Su also tensed up all over, but lowered her head to hide the dissatisfaction in her eyes.

Mrs. Tang automatically classified their expressions as happy and silly, patted her thigh, and grinned: "Tang Bao is able to marry, thanks to the Red Army, Qiaoyue, don't worry, Tang Bao is not stupid, he just does things slowly. Come on, I will definitely be able to give birth to a big fat boy for your eldest brother..."

"I don't agree to this matter, you all go away." Tang Mingyuan clenched his fists, resisting the urge to hit people, and looked at them unkindly: "Leave now!"

If it wasn't for the fear of scaring his wife and daughter, he would have wished to lift the table, and they were bullying too much.

(End of this chapter)