Rebirth at the end of seventy: my life I make the decision

When she got up to go home, Wang Xiuying took out two things from her big schoolbag and put them on the table at Mr. Jin's house, which is both a dining table and a desk.

Seeing Wang Xiuying take things out, teacher Jin's face pulled down: "Xiuying, what are you doing? If you want to do things like this, the teacher can't take Xiucheng any more."

"Teacher, just this time. Listen to me first. Xiucheng and I were brought here by someone in the army. Two schoolbags, a winter hat. Schoolbags, I left one for Xiucheng. It's better for a girl to carry such a bag. This schoolbag is for Yunting. Xiucheng and I can't wear this hat. Teacher Hu comes back by car every day. It's cold It's just for use. I'm just offering flowers to Buddha, and I don't want to want it again in the future. "Wang Xiuying opened it and said it slowly, but let Miss Jin say no more.

Hu Yunting has long wanted to buy such a military schoolbag, but all that can be bought on the market are imitation goods. There is nothing to say about the poor quality. Hu Yunting would rather use the patched broken schoolbag than buy the imitation goods.

Her husband, Mr. Hu in Wang Xiuying's mouth, teaches in the technical secondary school in the county. In order to save money, she rides a bicycle between urban and rural areas almost every day in winter and summer. Every winter, her ears will produce overlapping chilblains.

The two things sent by Wang Xiuying are very much needed by the family.

What makes Miss Jin feel warm is Wang Xiuying's carefulness.

Without careful observation, how can we know the situation of her family.

She is really a clever and careful girl. I don't know why her master milk can't see the good of these grandchildren, but she always dotes on Chen Hongying. She really treasures fish eyes like pearls, but abandons pearls as fish eyes.

When she came out of Miss Jin's house, Wang Xiuying had about half a catty of pork on her hand.

This is what Mrs. Hu of Mr. Jin's family had prepared for her sister and brother Wang Xiuying for fear that they didn't eat when they came home. In addition to this half catty of meat, there are some vegetables.

There must be vegetables at home. Before Wang Xiuying went to No. 1 middle school, she left a key to the gate of her yard for Zhang Baosheng's family to help take care of the vegetables in the backyard. With Zhang Baosheng's family taking care of them, the vegetables in the backyard must be growing well.

Wang Xiuying didn't pinch with grandma Hu much. She took the half catty of meat, but didn't take the vegetables. Looking at the vegetables in the basket, Wang Xiuying wondered if she should bring some vegetables from her backyard when she sent Wang Xiucheng over tomorrow.

Or when Aunt Zhang sends Zhang Jiaming to school in the future, she sends some fresh vegetables to Wang Xiucheng and asks him to take them back to Mr. Jin's house.

However, this seems a little inappropriate. People who don't know think it's Zhang Jia who gives a bribe to Mr. Jin. Forget it, every time Wang Xiucheng comes to Mr. Jin's house, bring more vegetables that can hold.

Thinking so, the sister and brother went out of Mr. Jin's house and walked on the way home.

Maybe I haven't seen Wang Xiuying for a week, maybe it's because Mr. Jin criticized him just now. Wang Xiucheng's mood seems a little low, but the little hand holding Wang Xiuying's hand still makes Wang Xiuying feel his attachment to himself.

"Do you miss your sister?" Wang Xiuying stretched out her hand to straighten Wang Xiucheng's hair, which was disordered by the wind in front of Wang Xiucheng's forehead, looked at Wang Xiucheng with a smile and asked.

"Yes, but Xiucheng didn't cry." Wang Xiucheng sipped his mouth with some embarrassment.

"Well, my family Xiucheng is the best! You must remember that no matter when you encounter difficulties, crying is the most useless. Only by trying to solve them, there will always be a sunrise." Wang Xiuying gave Wang Xiucheng a thumbs up and praised him.

In this way, walking all the way, the little estrangement between the sister and brother, which had not been seen for a week, dissipated and was replaced by a strong family relationship between the sister and brother.

Wang Xiucheng's conversation box was opened in an instant. Zhang Jiaming asked Zhang Jiaming to bring him a box of steamed dumplings made of tofu and green vegetables. How fragrant.

Later, Hu Yunting patiently tutored Mr. Jin to complete his homework when he was not free, urged him to review and preview, bathe with him and sleep with him.

One is grandma Hu, the other is Miss Jin, and then Miss Hu (that is, Miss Jin's lover)

Wang Xiucheng was elated, and Wang Xiuying was relieved.

Wang Xiucheng was loved by his parents since childhood. He is not as rough as a rural boy. He is a very sensitive child. However, nearly ten days can make him put down his guard and get along well with all the people in Miss Jin's family. The only reason is that everyone in Miss Jin's family regards him as a member of his family.

This really moved and congratulated Wang Xiuying.

"What would Xiucheng like for dinner?" Wang Xiuying shook the meat in her hand in front of Wang Xiucheng and asked.

"Xiucheng wants to eat the wonton wrapped by his mother." Wang Xiucheng tilted his head for a moment, but said something that almost made Wang Xiuying cry.

The atmosphere between sister and brother suddenly became dull.

Wang Xiucheng looked timidly at Wang Xiuying, and then quickly lowered his head.

"OK, let's wrap wonton tonight!" Wang Xiuying took a deep breath, pressed down the bitterness in her heart, and then quickly adjusted her state of mind and said in a very happy voice.

But her adjustment does not mean that Wang Xiucheng has also adjusted. He has just turned seven years old. How can he compare with Wang Xiuying, who is dozens of years old?

Wang Xiuying sighed, put a warm smile on her face, stepped forward to block Wang Xiucheng, squatted down, gently picked up Wang Xiucheng's small face, didn't let him escape, but let him face his eyes: "The wonton made by my sister may not be as delicious as that made by my mother, but you should believe my sister. My sister will let you eat wonton today. We won't put anything in the stuffing today, pure meat, OK?"

A child is a child. Sometimes it's good to coax. No, when Wang Xiuying said that wonton wrapped in pure meat, Wang Xiucheng's eyes were lit in an instant.

Seriously, he's so big that he hasn't eaten wonton wrapped in pure meat.

When their parents were alive, their family's life was better than that of most families in the village, but it was far from the point of wrapping wonton with pure meat.

Although they always eat meat once or twice a month, they will improve their food for their siblings every three or five months, wrap a wonton and make Ramen to make them happy.

But most of the stuffing of wonton is tofu and only a small amount of meat, but that's what makes the sister and brother happy.

Moreover, Lin Yujuan and Wang Xingshi both have good cooking skills. Even if 80% of the wonton stuffing is tofu, under the coordination of Lin Yujuan's skillful hands, Wang Xiuying's sister and brother can eat pure meat.

Wang Xingshi pulled out the Ramen skillfully. People who didn't know thought he had studied in Zhang of Northwest Ramen for a while, but he had no teacher.

Although Wang Xiuying's cooking is not as good as her parents, she has always learned 12% since childhood under the influence and guidance of her parents. Even if she rarely entered the kitchen in her previous life, where can she easily forget those things engraved in her bones?