Tuan Chong Fu Bao's 70s

Chapter 257 The Soaring Dragon

the next morning
Mrs. Jiang went to the stone mill with a dustpan of precious grains of wheat.

Don't turn around, just sit there and wait.

If there is a turn, she will watch it.

After squatting for three days, Mrs. Jiang finally squatted to Zhang Lingling when she was 27 years old.

When Zhang Lingling took her little daughter to the stone mill, she saw Mrs. Jiang, was stunned for a moment, and smiled, "Old Aunt Jiang, grinding noodles?"

Mrs. Jiang didn't answer, she just looked up at her.

Continue to smoke dry tobacco.

Zhang Lingling felt that her hot face was pressed against her cold butt, she snorted angrily, put down the golden flower, and poured the sorghum grains on the stone roller.

start turning.

Just in time, a gust of cold wind from the twelfth lunar month blew the sorghum foam into Mrs. Jiang's dustpan.

Mrs. Jiang scolded immediately, "Are you blind? My sorghum grains, which even mice don't like, have to be mixed with my wheat grains? If you think you are a shit-stirring stick, go Shit pit, if you dare to mix in our wheat again, I won't tear your mouth and break your legs!
If Maizi is willing to do this, old lady, I won’t say anything, I saw it, and I thought your sorghum grains were so good sorghum, now I see..."

Mrs. Jiang lowered her head and looked at her wheat grains pretendingly, "It doesn't look like a good sorghum now, and don't blame our wheat for looking down on your sorghum. It looks big, red and full of grains. In fact, the flesh of the red sorghum turned black.

I said to his aunt, you have to pick a day when the sun is shining and the wind is blowing, and put the rotten and rotten sorghum grains under the sun, and jump out properly. Throw what should be thrown away. Your whole basket of sorghum is rotten, rotten to the nest, rotten to the bone! "

Zhang Lingling was accused by Mrs. Jiang and scolded Huai, saying that her face was pale and pale.

She was furious.

But he didn't dare to say a single lie, "Aunt Jiang, we are all neighbors and folks, and you scolded me, so it's time to vent your anger?"

Mrs. Jiang stood up.

He patted the hay behind his buttocks, and said angrily, "You have to be thankful that our wheat is fine, otherwise, even if this old woman risked her life, she would seek justice from you!"

Zhang Lingling trembled all over.

He watched helplessly as Mrs. Jiang walked away with the dustpan in hand.

There is no shortage of people watching around.

"What's wrong with Aunt Jiang? It's the first time I've seen Aunt Jiang get so angry."

"Hey! After finally saving some wheat grains, they were mixed with sorghum momo, who is not angry?"

"That's right. Eating sorghum and weed dumplings every day makes me uncomfortable. If the white steamed buns are mixed with the taste of sorghum, it will be very irritating."

"Who said no!"

The simple blind date didn't even hear the meaning in what Mrs. Jiang said.

Only Mrs. Jiang and Zhang Lingling knew.

Zhang Lingling finished grinding with aggrievedness, picked up Jinhua, clamped the dustpan, and went home angrily.

Unexpectedly, in his own door.

Zhang Lingling saw Mrs. Jiang again.

This time, Mrs. Jiang's purpose was very clear. She sat on the threshold of the main room with her legs stretched out, waiting for Zhang Lingling.

Zhang Lingling was dumbfounded, "Auntie, you are..."

Mrs. Jiang got up, walked in front of Zhang Lingling, raised her hand and slapped Zhang Lingling fiercely, "Your father-in-law and mother-in-law can walk away, and your man is also grown up by me. This slap is given to you by my mother instead of your mother-in-law." , as a daughter-in-law with a vicious heart and evil thoughts, she deserves to be beaten!"

Before he finished speaking, he slapped again, "This slap was done by me. I am a fellow countryman, blindfolded by jealousy, and tripped me behind my back. I should slap him!"

Zhang Lingling's face was swollen from the beating, "Auntie, you scolded and beat you, it's time to calm down!"

Mrs. Jiang sighed, "Miss Hu, you are a cultural person. You have studied, but even a dead old woman like me understands the truth. Why don't you understand? Your book is read to the stomach of a dog. ?”

Zhang Lingling: "..."

Mrs. Jiang walked out slowly, reached the threshold of the gate, and paused, "Fortunately, the fourth brother didn't marry you!"

Zhang Lingling, who hadn't even cried after being slapped twice, burst into tears after Mrs. Jiang said this.

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in a blink

The New Year's Eve is here, and every household lights up the kerosene lamps that are usually reluctant to use.

Lao Jiang's house is on a higher terrain.

Nuan Bao stood at the door of her house, and saw a dim light in the distance pass through the window lattice, forming a large area one after another.

"Nuanbao, let's eat!"

Li Hongxiu shouted at the door.

"Mom, Nuanbao is here!"

Xiao Nuanbao was wearing a big red jacket, and ran into the door rattling.

The main room smells like chicken soup.

Speaking of chicken soup, when the chicken had to be distributed a few days in advance, other families would only distribute a few chickens in March, the most being five, but the most being three or four, because the weak chicks would eat them if they were not paying attention. Gone.

And Nuan Bao's family had seven of them.

Also fed fat roll fat.

After paying enough for the group, there is one big cock and three big hens left.

Mrs. Jiang was very happy. This year, she was extravagant and slaughtered a rooster and a hen.

The family in the brigade also shared a catty of four taels of pork.

Wang Guiying made chicken stewed with mushrooms, pork stewed vermicelli, and secretly butchered a big fat rabbit from Nuanbao, using the lard made from pork fat, put a handful of shallots, a lot of peppers, Stir-fry it out, not to mention how fragrant it is.

Zhang Xiuxiang steamed three pots of steamed buns, one made of sorghum and wild vegetables, one made of cornmeal and wild vegetables, and one made of sweet potato noodles mixed with sweet potato leaves.

Let the children eat with all their might.

Nuanbao's little mouth is full of oil, "It's so delicious! Hee hee."

Making everyone laugh from ear to ear, Wang Guiying said, "Next year will be even better, maybe we will have white flour buns."

Xiao Qiang gnawed on the buns, "It would be great if it was Chinese New Year every day."

Wang Guiying said with a smile, "It's worthless."

Nuan Bao tilted his head and thought for a while, "From now on, we will definitely be able to eat meat and white flour steamed buns every day!"

Xiaoqiang snorted, "Sister Nuanbao, why are you dreaming before it's dark?"

Little Nuanbao pouted her little mouth, and the little milk voice said loudly, "Nuanbao is not dreaming, I will definitely eat meat and steamed buns every day from now on!"

After the New Year's Eve dinner, all the adults kept vigil in the main room.

The older kids were all chatting in the Westinghouse.

Smaller children nestled in the walls and talked.

Xiaoqiang asked, "Sister Nuanbao, Xiyan, Tiedan, when Teacher Yang left, we gave Teacher Yang a gift, what did you write?"

Tie Dan embarrassedly scratched his little head, "That's my ideal, I said I want to be a mathematician."

Xiaoqiang asked, "What do mathematicians do, count?"

Tie Dan didn't know either, "It's possible, anyway, I like to count."

Xiaoqiang asked Dahua again, "What about you?"

Dahua said, "I don't know how to write, so I just draw pictures. I drew pictures of me lying on the kang, with pig's head meat, chicken, and white flour steamed buns on the top of the kang."

All Xiaodouding: "..."

This is simply too in line with Dahua's character.

Xiaoqiang asked Nuanbao again.

Qin Xiyan also looked at Xiao Nuan Bao, Nuan Bao grinned, "Nuan Bao wants to be a doctor, he can save lives and heal wounds."

Xiangxiang: "What is life-saving?"

Xiaoqiang: "If you are dead, the doctor can bring you back to life."

Xiangxiang: "From then on, Xiangxiang will never die. Sister Nuanbao will be saved when she dies. Sister Nuanbao will be saved after death. Hehehe, Xiao Xiangxiang will become Old Xiangxiang, and finally She has become a two-hundred-year-old fairy Xiangxiang."

Nuan Bao smiled and touched Xiangxiang's ears, "Why is Xiangxiang so interesting, brother Xiaoqiang, how about you?"

Xiaoqiang chuckled, and said embarrassedly, "I don't study well, so I won't talk about it."

Qin Xiyan said in a calm voice, "Learning is not the only way to realize your ideals. Studying is just an opportunity. If you study hard, you still can't learn well. At least you have corrected your attitude. But if you don't study hard, just say If you don’t learn well by yourself, then you are sorry for yourself, sorry for your parents, and sorry for grandma.”

Xiaoqiang was at a loss, but somehow he had fighting spirit in his heart, "I want to eat public food anyway, Xiyan, how about you?"

Nuan Bao turned her head slightly, "That's right, what is brother Xiyan's ideal?"

Qin Xiyan slowly raised his eyes, looked into the distance, and said without haste, "Let the country's technology be at the forefront of the world, and let the advanced technology escort the soaring dragon."

Little Doudings don't even know what technology is.

But they began to yearn in their hearts.

Looking forward to their simple and great ideals, looking forward to the future of the simple and great motherland, looking forward to the giant dragon standing in the east of the world, take off!

(End of this chapter)